Siheyuan: from Divorce

seasoning!

This thing is not easy to get, every household can get some onion salt at most, and there is no spare money to buy seasonings, and more importantly, the supply of this thing is too small and the price is not low.

Even in the Shazhu Canteen, seasonings such as peppercorns, star anise, and cinnamon are only used when the factory manager invites guests.

"Good good, good talk, then I can wait for you!"

Yan Bugui's mouth blossomed with joy, and nodded his head like a chicken eating rice.

Yi Zhonghai was at a loss for words. Originally, he wanted to refuse, but Xu Damao gave too much!

Xu Damao added: "Master, the deaf old lady is getting old and her sense of taste has deteriorated. She usually says that eating is not tasteful. This year, you will make dumplings at home, add some seasonings, and let her have a good meal."

This time, the uncle was embarrassed to refuse, and said gratefully: "Da Mao, you have a heart!"

"Okay, then I'll go first!"

"Okay, you're busy first!"

Yan Bugui smiled and helped Xu Damao carry the rear wheel over the threshold.

Thinking of the benefits of having a conversation, the third master was very excited, and said with emotion: "You said that this projectionist is really fat. No wonder Xu Damao said that he could earn half a month's salary when he went to the countryside before! This is not the case. Brag!"

Yi Zhonghai's focus was not here, and he said with emotion: "Da Mao has changed, he is much more mature than before!"

"Really, it's much more stable to speak and act, and more importantly, to be open and respectful to the elders!" The third master received the benefit, which was a strong compliment.

Yi Zhonghai smiled: "His third master, let's go around and see who hasn't written the couplet yet. You have to work hard."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, just give it a little polish!"

"...".

Chapter 9

Chapter nine

Xu Damao locked the bicycle, piled up the pile of goods in the kitchen, and put the two old hens into the original chicken coop.

He is not afraid of sticking chickens again. Last time, He Yuzhu gave five yuan to help him stop the disaster. If this happens again, with his current methods, Qin Huairu's family will not be able to eat and walk away.

Then he lightly locked the door, closed the curtains, and poured out the items he signed in in the storage space one by one.

"A jar of red oil chili sauce."

"A bag of Baodao brand MSG."

"Special offer ten catties of mung bean tickets"

"A pack of white rabbit toffee"

"A Can of White Sugar"

"A pack of cigarettes at the front door"

"..."

Basically they are some daily necessities, but there are also two more eye-catching items.

"Advanced Skill Book x1" "Broken Replica Magic Mirror."

"Advanced skill book, you can upgrade any of the host's skills to advanced! PS level classification: Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Master."

"Broken Replica Magic Mirror: Place any object with a volume no larger than 1x1 cubic meter in front of the mirror, and a copy can be re-engraved after one hour. Remarks: Lifeforms with self-consciousness cannot be re-engraved."

Xu Damao is like a treasure. In the past, in Shuangwen's novels, the protagonist had his own space from another world, with beautiful mountains, water, and aura. He accelerated the growth of animals and sold them for money.

Now there is this magic mirror, pork knuckle, pork belly, all kinds of daily necessities and seasonings can be said to have everything!

Of course, only raw materials.

Both the money and the ticket have serial numbers and anti-counterfeiting signs, and he didn't want to be invited to tea just after he got the treasure that was swiped by the system.

"Currently, the host can upgrade the skills: film projection technology (intermediate), cooking (primary), Go (primary), writing (primary)."

Xu Damao was stunned. He thought that his film projection skills were already excellent, but the system judged that it was only intermediate, and it is conceivable that he was at an advanced level.

However, his mind didn't get into the water, and he added such a precious skill book to this thing, such a precious skill book, who knows when it can be refreshed again, or it is still stored in the space, and it is used when needed.

Just when Xu Damao was about to test the replica magic mirror, the door was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

As soon as his mind moved, he immediately put the magic mirror and skill book into the storage space, while the bottles and jars were covered with quilts.

"Lou Xiao'e? Why are you here?"

It was Lou Xiao'e who came, and she was surprised when she saw Xu Damao: "Which window do you lock and what door do you close in the daytime?"

Xu Damao was speechless: "You are the wicked person to complain first! Why can't I do it in my own house? What position does your ex-wife have to question me?"

Hearing the word 'ex-wife', Lou Xiao'e frowned, her teeth itch with hatred.

Good you Xu Damao, you are really so heartless.

I waited at home for half a month, and I didn't see you coming to me!

Lou Xiao'e would not admit that she regretted her divorce and wanted to find a way to get her marriage certificate back.

"I see that you close the doors and windows during the day, and you are not doing a good job! Are you hiding your old friend?"