"What proportion do you want?" The voice came, but it was not any of the twelve people in No. 6, 76.

Hearing the movement, No. 676 quickly got up: "Grandpa, come and sit down and eat together."

Gongsun Murong stood up, bowed slightly, then went to the stove and re-sitted dishes. His hands moved quickly, and in thirty seconds, two cold dishes came out.

At the same time, Narasha took down all the original dishes on the table, poured the wine again, and warmed it up.

And give up the main position. Although the other party does not know what the main or not, he can know that the position is important through her actions. Narasha is able to guide others through her actions.

With this move, those who watch outside will be convinced.

"You are an elder. You sit here. The wine has just warmed up and you can drink it after a little rest." Narasha looked happy, excited and excited, and helped the city lord sit down.

"My grandfather's surname is Feng, Feng Luodi." Introduction No. 676.

Narasha looked at him and thought to herself that you really can't speak. You should say, "You respect your surname and your name are the most important." Well, this name...

"Good name, grandpa, your name is so knowledgeable." Narasha said with admiration, tilting her head slightly.

"Where did it come out?" The Lord of Feng Luodi laughed and looked at Narasha kindly.

"I haven't understood what you are here thoroughly, but there is a poem in our place that contains the three words "Feng Luodao". It's so amazing." Narasha said while thinking hard.

She really doesn't know what words can contain these three names that should not be combined together, so she can only edit them in the present. Fortunately, she has a foundation, but she is nothing more than writing and writing and speaking in a good manner. Cao Zhi can do it, but she must do it.

Three seconds later, she smiled and said, "The word for us is the sixteen-character lyrics, and the whole poem has only sixteen characters. Although the word is short, the meaning is deep. The sixteen-character lyrics are called "Cangwu Yao", "Guiwu Yao", and "Guizi Yao". The rhythm is: Ping, Zhongzeping Pingze, Pingping, Zhongze Pingping."

"Oh~" Lord Feng smiled and nodded: "What is the one who wrote my name?"

"Yes, yes... the wind tear through the sky and the bottom of the sky. The waves are vast, and the thousand cities are reversed." Narasha opened her mouth and said, "It was done strictly according to the rhythm. Then she suddenly felt shocked and shouted: "Oh, Grandpa, we knew you were amazing. You said you were governing thousands of cities. Are you... the city lord? Although the 'ruling' in the poem means rule, rule is also governance."

"Hahaha..." Lord Feng laughed happily. He suddenly paused and asked, "Since it is a meter, can there be other words?"

"Ah? Ah, yes, some, let's tell a story first, about the glowing body in the sky at night, our name is the moon, and then the story is like this... Someone wrote: Heaven! Don't let the round toad sleep in the guest. Where is the man? The shadow of the osmanthus comes from the beauty of the moon."

Narasha first told a story and then recited one. Then she said: "This should be called "The Book of Returns" because the author misses home."

"Is there any more? Don't tell stories, just talk about "The Book of Returns", homesickness. Immediately." The Lord of Fengcheng asked very quickly.

Narasha immediately replied: "Yes, go back, dreaming of traveling thousands of mountains, and dreaming of returning, the bright moon shines on others on the road in a foreign land?"

"Hahahaha, okay. Girl, it's hard for you." The Lord of Feng Luodi smiled and touched Narasha's head. While speaking, he took off a ring from his thumb and placed it on the table in front of Narasha.

"Thank you, Grandpa, I will make delicious food for you tomorrow, okay?" Narasha happily picked up her fingertips, looked at her like admiring rare jewelry, and said in a sweet voice.

The people watching outside had their eyes wide open. They absolutely did not believe in any words with metrics, but they said it, and they also cooperated with the identity of the city lord.

The two of them had just escaped from the pursuit of the two gods. Before they met Yumang, they heard her chanting, "The distant mountains are as dark as dark as the sky, the sea of ​​clouds, and the flowing water tells thousands of years. The breeze comes slowly, the feelings are unknown, the smoke from the cooking stove is rafted. The sword lights and swords often sigh, who is still there, singing and dancing is coming to peace? A red cloud sways outside the sky, and the two sides are quiet...'

Unfortunately, she didn't finish her speech because she was disturbed. At that time, she thought she copied someone to memorize it. Now she knows that she can write it herself.

The question is, what are you playing with when you say you are a berserker? The word that praises the city lord is definitely made now, and the city lord asked you to write another song to think you are lying and there is no meter. As a result, you said another song. The city lord will not give you reaction time this time, and you will also want another song. If you say it again, it is indeed the same meter.

Whether you really have this metric, you write a song to praise people or you don’t have any metrics at all, you write three songs directly, which proves that you, a berserker, are born in a scholarly family.

Then you were also cute to the city lord, you... you are so... so good.

Look at the old man who coaxed him and gave him gifts directly, especially your current expression. Are you sure that your Gongsun family has never seen a good thing? It seems that you really like that ring, which makes you so happy? This public relations ability is simply amazing.

When people outside were shocked and satisfied, Gongsun Murong had already served two cold dishes and one hot dish. The shredded pork with Jingshang pork was the same thickness as the shredded pork. It was made in such a hurry, which shows how solid the basic skills were.

In the Border Star shop, Li Demuen and others looked at it, and for a moment, they didn't know how to evaluate it.

After a while, Muen sighed: "Oh~! I can't see one in tens of millions of years. Our Wan family has made contributions and forced out the abilities of two people."

"Hmph!" Narasha glared at him.

I started eating inside, and the wine temperature was better. The wine temperature started to serve. Of course, the premise was that there must be a cold plate at least.

The Lord of Fengluodi City ate a bite of food, sipped wine, slowly exhaled, and asked Narasha: "Girl, how much do you want to leave to the dividend ratio for us and the Iron Mine City?"

"Half, from here to there, half of us and your family, from there to here to here, half of us and their family. No one takes advantage of each other, all is half." Narasha filled the wine cup that she had only drunk a little, and said sincerely.

Before the city lord could speak, a trader spoke first: "Why are you cheating on fools? What does it mean to be half? Your distribution ratio is clearly that you account for half of the total, and we and Iron Mining City account for half of the half."

"Is that?" Narasha blinked, then raised her hand to count her fingers, as if she was calculating what half was.

Seeing her like that, the people outside were already laughing crazy. A person who calculates the enemy's ideas, a person who calculates the density and range of dust explosions, and a person who calculates the dive speed and attack angle, can't calculate such a simple problem? You still count your fingers, but you don't have such funny things, and your stomach hurts.
Chapter completed!