The concubine wants to farm: the alluring wife raises the emperor

Chapter 79

Li Yin shook his head slowly, not only did he not remember He Minglou, but he didn't even have the slightest impression of Yin Zongbing in Bai Qi's mouth.

Bai Qi's whole body was stiff, his hands and feet were numb, he could only let out a wail, pointing at the top of his head and yelling "Oh my God!"

"Here, master, what are you going to do? Otherwise, I will lead my brothers to find a way to send him away. In short, he must not let him recognize you."

"no!"

Li Yin immediately yelled at him to stop him, Bai Qi was in a cold sweat, "Why?"

After thinking about it, his eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't believe it: "Master, you don't know... But even Xu Yuan, no, even if the mistress needs to hire someone to build a house, it doesn't have to be He."

"Go up the mountain, retreat!"

Throwing down a few words coldly, Li Yin quickly disappeared in place, leaving Bai Qi alone, mouth shut in shock.

With a sigh, he looked down the mountain unwillingly, but he had no choice but to follow.

After a while, Xu Yuan had grasped the vital point of the old man He Minglou, if he didn't want to listen to his ramblings, all he had to do was stop him.

After brushing away all the clutter on the table and laying out the drawings, Xu Yuan opened her mouth to make a request.

The overall layout is simple and elegant, and the entire courtyard is still in accordance with ancient habits.It's just that earth-shaking changes have been made internally, all according to Xu Yuan's liking, how comfortable it is.

"By the way, where are the materials?"

Mo Chou's nerves were tense, and she immediately replied: "Someone came to report just now, and Mo Xuan has brought people to the town, and it is estimated that they will arrive in the afternoon."

"Just right, work starts tomorrow!" Xu Yuan clapped her hands, eager to see the fired tiles.

He Minglou was still digesting Xu Yuan's tricky and weird requests, when he heard the word start work, he suddenly widened his eyes, "No way! For such a big event, we must choose a good date."

Xu Yuan ignored it, and slapped the table with both hands, "I have the final say on my house, and work will start tomorrow."

The old man is troublesome, just like an antique and feudal one.

Startled by Xu Yuan's imposing manner, Mo Chou opened her mouth wide and secretly gave her a thumbs up. The girl is mighty, even though he has never been stubborn with the old man.

"Hey, where is your house going to be built, let me see the foundation!"

There was a loud bang and bang in the kitchen, and Xu Yuan called out in a drawn-out voice, "It's just behind the house."

He Minglou immediately took his disciples to look at it, and was pissed off again after seeing it. His eyes widened and his beard was upturned, he was about to look for Xu Yuan, but he stopped suddenly after walking two steps.

Damn Xipi, he has lived most of his life, and he can't scold a little girl for a movie!

What a shame, shame to throw it at grandma's house!

"You stinky brat, what kind of friends do you make? You can't stop me from sending that girl to you as a daughter-in-law. It's useless to ask you."

Mo Chou rubbed her nose, yes, the persimmon is soft, the old man couldn't argue with Xu Yuan, so he got angry with himself.

The old man kicked the little apprentice again angrily, and assigned the two of them to re-measure, and finally made a decision to expand the area and demolish Xu Yuan's small thatched cottage!

"I can't help it, the old man is stubborn, I can only wrong you to live in a tent with the child for a while," Mo Chou looked embarrassed.

"By the way, why don't you see Li Yin here?"

Xu Yuan Dangdang chopped the vegetables, and held a knife in her hand. The action was so chic that I could describe it. She replied casually, "I don't know where I went. I will always come back for dinner. By the way, help me light the fire."

The first time she did this job, Mo Chou squatted in front of the fire, a little dazed... What is she doing?Stuff the firewood.

With a bang, tongues of flame rushed out towards the front door, Mo Chou backed away in fright, Xu Yuan suddenly yelled something, knocked on the side of the pot and roared, "It's so hot!"

"Alright, let's make it smaller..." This time Mo Chou knew what to do, she stretched out her hand to grab the firewood and pulled it out, and extinguished it in the ashes of the firewood on the ground.

The meal was safe and sound, and in the afternoon Xu Yuan took people to move all the things out, and took Wanwan to set up a tent together.In ancient times, this thing was very troublesome, and several people tossed it for a long time.

Spreading out the quilt, Xu Yuan built a nest for Wanwan with the quilt, and placed all kinds of snacks in a circle, and finally put the child in the nest, having fun.

To her mother's stupidity, Wanwan could only sigh helplessly and let her go.Who made her like Niangqin the most, if she was stupid once in a while, just be stupid.

Mo Chou was standing outside looking happy, when suddenly someone grabbed her by the collar and pulled her away.

Immediately drooping his head, "Uncle, how old are you? I'm not too young. Please don't just pick up the collar at the back of your neck, okay?"

"Where are so many nonsense, quickly get that pillar out!" Stretching out his hand, the original thatched house has disappeared, leaving only a few supporting wood.

As for the thatch, there may not even be ashes left at the moment. After all, there is still dinner tonight, and so many people are waiting...

Xu Yuan heard the chant, and hurriedly went out to watch the play with Wanwan in her arms. She was foolishly happy to watch Mo Chou lead people to demolish the house. Although there was no crane, these people's inner strength was much easier to use.

A few people jumped up and down, and the thatched cottage was quickly razed to the ground. The efficiency is really not too high.

"Girl! Girl, the young master is here, take someone to pick up the materials."

The waiter was pulled by Mo Xuan to be a coolie, and he busied himself around excitedly, not forgetting to say hello to Xu Yuan.

"Here, this is a little thing from the master. There is a cart of vases behind it. You can go and see for yourself if it's a mess."

Mo Xuan was lying on the roof of the car carelessly, and threw down a big bag, so frightened that Xu Yuan hurriedly caught it. Fortunately, it was wrapped with cotton, otherwise he would have to be shredded by this man. One can imagine how much risk there is on this journey.

High-quality white porcelain, finely crafted small pendants, ranging from large vases to small tea sets.

The workmanship is very fine, the pattern is elegant, and it was painted by a famous master. It feels cold to the touch, and Xu Yuan can't put it down.

"If you do a good job, I will reward you with an extra roast leg of lamb tonight."

"Oh, that's a good thing." Mo Xuan laughed and jumped down, "By the way, where's my goddaughter? Wanwan, godfather brought you something good, come out quickly."

Xu Yuan touched the middle, found the tile she was thinking about, took out a piece, and weighed it, um, satisfied, very strong.

He raised it above his head and hit the ground with a thud. The boy who was carrying the things trembled in fright, and hurried over, "Girl, slow down, I don't need your help here, so don't hurt yourself."

"It's okay, I did it on purpose."

The boy was taken aback, seeing that the floor tiles were intact without even breaking a corner, Xu Yuan also smiled happily, understanding what was going on.

"Hey, girl, don't worry, Mr. Mo Xuan is reliable in his work, and the quality is absolutely unquestionable, and he was careful along the way."

Xu Yuan raised her eyebrows, satisfied, and didn't know until the evening how much the sentence "needless to say" weighed.

A few servants were resting and chatting together, and Xu Yuan moved closer to gossip.

"...This batch of floor tiles can be used for the third time, but the young master is worried, forcing the master to continue until the eighth time, the waste piled up as high as the hill, and the young master is not satisfied. You didn't see it, the old master His face was all black."

(End of this chapter)