What a big bowl!

There are a few grains of rice floating in the bowl.

I actually feel like I can count them with my four eyes!

Simu put down the bowl and asked: "Wencai, what have you been eating for breakfast lately?"

Wencai scratched his head and said, "It wasn't the case yesterday, there was more rice. There is no rice in the kitchen today."

Wencai suddenly thought of something, turned around, and shouted to the room next to him, "Hey, master, since there will be guests coming soon, can you kill the big rooster in the back? Let's have chicken for lunch!"

The big rooster in the backyard is big and fat. I am only three months old and I don't know the taste of meat. I have been greedy for it for a long time.

If he and Qiu Sheng hadn't been afraid of stir-fried bamboo shoots and meat, he and Qiu Sheng would have secretly killed and eaten them.

Uncle Jiu changed into a long brown gown and walked out of the room, his hair combed brightly.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! Do you think the roosters raised in Yizhuang are for eating? Roosters belong to Yang, and chicken blood can be used to draw talismans to drive away ghosts. This rooster is reserved for exorcism!" Uncle Jiu patted Wencai's face.

He glanced at the rice grains in the bowl and sighed: "Hey, junior brother, let's just make do with today's breakfast. It's too late to buy rice now. There were still a few eggs, but Sister-in-law Zhang is suffering from Yin Qi.

I'm already weak, so I'll leave those few eggs to Mrs. Zhang to keep her healthy."

Four eyes: #=%@** ……

I believe you as a ghost!

I gained a new understanding of Uncle Jiu's diligent and frugal housekeeping.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it? If you have anything to do, you can't wait until someone has finished their breakfast!"

Wencai shouted outside, then started roasting chestnuts.

"Hurry up and open the door!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly.

Jing Zhou stood outside the door and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

These apprentices of Uncle Jiu are more and more deceitful than the others. Wen Cai is a frivolous guy who doesn't understand etiquette and has no way of speaking. He talks about whatever comes to mind and offends many people. Fortunately, Uncle Jiu protects him.

Otherwise, no matter how many literary talents you have, it won’t be enough.

Just as Jingzhou was thinking about it, the courtyard door of Yizhuang opened.

A face with an ordinary and somewhat mature appearance appeared in front of Jingzhou.

"Who are you? My master wants to have breakfast. If you have something to do, come back in an hour!"

Wencai said angrily. He was in a bad mood because the man in front of him looked as handsome as him!

This is a very rude thing, and what's even more rude is that the man in front of him is as handsome as him, but he seems to be richer than him. This brand new moon-white robe will cost at least a few oceans.

!

Wen Cai looked at the short shirt he was wearing, and his face became a little bitter.

God has mercy on him, he has been saving for several years, but he has only managed to save a few yuan. This is still the result of fighting wits and courage with Uncle Jiu and eating fried meat with bamboo shoots every now and then. He is still far short of the money to marry his wife.

"Master is really stingy. The last time we caught ghosts, the village chief gave me and Qiu Sheng a piece of ocean each, but the master insisted on saving up a piece of ocean for me. I can go to a restaurant and have a good meal..." Wen Cai said.

After thinking about it, Lao Cheng's face became bright, like a chrysanthemum, and the color was very bright, because he saw a pair of hands behind Jing Zhou, and those hands held a food box and two bottles of wine.

The alluring aroma is unmistakable, it’s the smell of Li Kee’s roasted chicken.

Wencai couldn't help but take a few more breaths every day when he passed by Li Ji's Roast Chicken Stall. He was extremely familiar with this smell, as familiar as he could clean his butt with two fingers when he pooped.

He smiled strangely and said, "Senior brother, this guy Wencai went to open a door, why does it sound like he fell into a manhole?"

Uncle Jiu looked outside the door and saw Wencai standing blankly behind the door. He was so angry that he couldn't help but said angrily: "Wencai, a stinky boy, it took him a long time to open the door!"

Pulling out a feather duster from the side, Uncle Jiu, who valued face most, strode out.

It’s really embarrassing to throw it into my junior brother’s house!

Jingzhou pointed back, "Wencai, your master is here."

"Master is here?" Wencai turned around and saw that Uncle Jiu's face was frighteningly dark.

Realizing that he seemed to have made a mistake again, Wen Cai hurriedly stepped aside and let the door open.

"I'll deal with you later!" Seeing a pale man standing in front of the door, Uncle Jiu put away the feather duster, raised an eyebrow, and said hesitantly: "Are you, are you the person Abao mentioned in the letter?"

"I've met Uncle Jiu," Jingzhou smiled and nodded towards Uncle Jiu, taking a bottle of food and wine from Xiaohong's hand, "I originally wanted to buy some more things to visit Uncle Jiu, but many shops are not open yet."

Uncle Jiu was startled, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Although the man in front of him looked as white as a sheet and sickly, his eyes were bright, and he was obviously of modest cultivation.

Uncle Jiu looked at Jingzhou a few more times and said with a smile: "It cost you money. You don't need to bring anything with you when you come here from now on."

Uncle Jiu said no, but his eyebrows opened outwards, and the smile on his face was so thick that even a child who could only play with mud could see Uncle Jiu's mood at this time.

"Is this for the master?" Wencai's ears twitched, and someone came over from behind. He unconsciously stretched out his hands in front of Jing Zhou and shouted, "Just give me the stuff."

The next moment, the feather duster landed on the back of Wencai's hand.
Chapter completed!