Exotic beauty: fake Princess

Shen Qing strolled around her white garden with great interest. She wanted to see every corner. At last, uncle Yang was so weak that even Xiaocui put the weight of her whole body on the wheelchair she was pushing. She was so tired that she could hardly walk. Then she stopped with Mo Huan and looked at the big house again.

It's almost three laps just now. Shen Qing barely remembers the routes, the layout and the location of the houses.

She wants to go back and think about it, redesign here, let this house, both inside and outside, permeate her temperament and style, let here become her real site.

Since the money to buy a house has been saved, there is no need to save the money for decoration. Buy what you should buy, buy what you should buy, and rebuild what you should buy in one step.

At this time, it's already noon, and several people haven't had lunch yet. After such a long walk, they are so hungry that their front chest is close to their back, but the master doesn't shout hungry. Xiaocui and some of them are really hard to talk.

If you eat out At the thought of eating, I feel even more hungry.

"Uncle Yang, what food do you have here?" There will always be something to eat in such a big house. Please help yourself and have a formal dinner in the evening.

But Uncle Yang was embarrassed and said with a bitter face: "county master, shiziye, I really don't know that you two will come today. Here is just me and a young man. We usually make do with food. There's really nothing to take out

When Shen Qing heard him say this, he suddenly realized a problem. Since there was no master here before he was rewarded, where did their living expenses come from?

"Who gives you your usual expenses?" Shen Qing thought of this and asked Uncle Yang directly.

According to her understanding, guarding state-owned assets should be paid by the state.

But he didn't want to sigh and said, "seven years ago, the owner of this house was robbed because of a crime, and all the people were assigned. Only me and my little grandson were left to guard the house. In recent years, we have been able to make a living by raising some chickens, selling eggs and growing some vegetables in the yard. "

Shen Qing suddenly remembered that not long after entering the courtyard, Mo Huan mentioned building a long corridor, and then she saw a vegetable field. She thought it was the old man's hobby. It turned out that it was the old man's daily necessities.

And selling eggs by the way! Since he has eggs, he wants to sell them anyway. It's better to sell them a few.

"Do you still have eggs, old man?" Shen Qing suddenly brightens her eyes and asks uncle Yang.

"Yes, yes! I've just saved a lot recently. I'm thinking of taking some time to sell it at the fair. " Uncle Yang replied immediately.

"Then you can sell it to us. We'll just have some eggs to fill our stomach." Shen Qing heard that there were eggs. Anyway, they were full.

"But, the old slave only has eggs, only let the masters eat this..." Of course, uncle Yang was very happy that his own things could be used. But when he thought about it, would it be too shabby for such a noble master to eat only this?

"No harm, take me to have a look!" Shen Qing said, and then walked forward.

Mo Huan doesn't care. He will eat whatever Shen Qing eats. If Shen Qing doesn't eat, he can follow.

Seeing that the master is gone, uncle Yang keeps up quickly. If he doesn't take it with him, they will go the wrong way!

Just now when she was visiting the garden, Shen Qing had written down the location of the houses. At this time, she was running to the big kitchen.

Generally, kitchens are built in shady places, which can keep the temperature as low as possible. Especially in summer, they can not only store food materials, but also make a fire to make meals, which will not overheat in the kitchen.

Uncle Yang's eggs must be stored in the big kitchen.

But when they came to the second fork, Shen Qing was about to turn right, but Uncle Yang turned left.

Huh? Wrong direction!

"Xiaoqing, this way, are you hungry?" Mo Huan grabs Shen Qing and teases her.

Cut! Shen Qing rolled her eyes at him! Sister, I'm just a little self righteous, what hungry dizzy! Sister, am I that bad? I'm really hungry now, though.

Follow uncle Yang and go on. It's just this place It seems that I've made three turns just now, but I haven't seen it!

Moreover, this place looks very dilapidated. Although other parts of the yard don't look very new and fashionable, compared with here, it is simply a city and a country.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a place in such a place and such a house!

"Let the masters laugh. This is the place where my grandson and I live. We are in disrepair for a long time, which has polluted the eyes of the masters." Yang old uncle is very apologetic ground bends a waist to say.

"Why don't you live in that house over there?" Shen Qing doesn't understand. There are no other people here. Why don't they keep a good house and live in such a leaky house?

"Oh, my Lord! It's the place where the masters live. Let me live. It's not to kill our grandchildren. Dare not! " Uncle Yang shook his head and hands as if he had heard something terrible.These pedantic ancients Shen Qing said she was speechless.

"County master..." Uncle Yang hesitated and asked, "how would you like to eat this egg? There is no oil here, I'm afraid... "

The first time the masters came, he also wanted them to eat as well as possible, but it happened that it was difficult for a woman to cook without rice. He had nothing. It was really hard to cook this meal!

Looking at the embarrassed old man Yang, Shen Qing smiles and is not afraid of the dilapidated courtyard. She says, "you can rest. I'll go in and have a look."

"Ah?" Uncle Yang was startled! How can I let the slave rest and work in the kitchen!

It's easy to find the kitchen in this small broken courtyard, because in front of a broken house, there are a few dried corn and a handful of rotten vegetable leaves in the shade.

See Shen Qing insist, Yang old uncle helpless, can only follow in, first take out the egg.

Under a shelf, there is a broken bamboo basket, which is padded with a lot of dry straw. The eggs are like babies, lying quietly in it.

It can be seen that the most valuable thing for uncle Yang's family is this blue egg.

"Xiaocui, help me put a pot of cold water. Let's boil some eggs and fill my stomach first." Shen Qing took a look at the small kitchen. Although it was not very good, there was at least a kitchen here, compared with the broken family in Qingxi village when she first came here. The original family set up a stove at the door to cook.