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Chapter 114 Mr. Su

Ouyang Kang put down the account book and glanced at her in anger, "Do you really treat me as a accountant? You can learn to calculate yourself."

"I feel a headache when I see those numbers, so you can calculate it for me." Nian Fu was trying to please him, but suddenly he felt his skirt sink. He looked down and a small gray fur ball was trying to open his black eyes.

She was still blinking.

It has been waiting for a few days! Oh, don't leave it when eating!

"Wangcai, are you a wolf or a dog? Say!"

Seeing Nian Fu's face was frustrated, Ouyang Kang couldn't help laughing, and took the cut yellow cake from her, and threw one piece for Wangcai first.

Xiao Maotuan pounced on him happily, grabbed him with one mouthful, swallowed him in two strokes, and then began to rub his pants' legs and began to act cute.

What's the hurry? Young Master Ouyang hasn't tasted it yet, so he put the toothpick fork into his mouth. His eyes lit up, "What's this?"

"Mooncake." Nianfu raised his eyebrows proudly and also made a piece of it. "This one is filled with lotus seeds and egg yolks, and that one is made with date paste. Is it delicious?"

It's so delicious! Especially the salted egg yolk, it's very special, it's not as dry as usual mooncakes, soft and sweet, and very palatable.

After barely splitting Wangcai, Ouyang Dashao took out the mooncake in a few bites, and then he gave a reserved order, "Go and get two more."

"It's gone."

What?

"This thing is very greasy. Be careful of the three highs if you eat too much!" Nian Fu reached out and poured each of them a cup of tea, "I have prepared a box. You can take it to Mr. Su tomorrow."

"I can't eat two more?" Ouyang Kang was still unsatisfied and bargained, "Well... what are the three highs?"

Nianfu was too lazy to explain, and said, "Anyway, it's not good to eat too much. Besides, I just looked at it. There were only ten of them who returned oil. I took two of them and installed six of them for you. I really didn't think about it anymore.

I have to wait until the oil comes back tomorrow or the next day.”

Young Master Ouyang doesn’t understand what re-oil is. But he is good at arithmetic, “Two plus six and eight, are there two more?”

Uh? Nianfu's smile froze, "That's because I counted wrongly, there are only eight in total."

Ouyang Kangjiangxin looked at her suspiciously, "You won't hide two of them behind your back and eat them yourself, right?"

"It's worth it! You're not afraid of gaining flesh. I'm still afraid of gaining flesh!" Nianfu looked at him and quickly changed the topic, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, and the imperial officials are going to have a holiday, so it's great if you go to give gifts.

suitable."

Ouyang Kang looked at her strangely, "Okay. I understand. Why don't you take a day off tomorrow?"

"That won't work, I'll make some reputation. I'll want to sell one more barrel tomorrow."

Ouyang Kang said, "Forget it, don't do so much tomorrow. I'll go and send gifts and come back early. Let's have a festival together."

Nianfu smiled and said, "Do you want me to come back and cook some good dishes?"

Ouyang Kang pulled his face, "It's such a villain's heart! You can't do it tomorrow. See if there is any food to eat."

Huh! Nianfu was surprised. Could this kid have found a new chef?

But Ouyang Kang also wants to keep it confidential.

The next day, Mid-Autumn Festival.

But the crowd on the street was not affected at all, and even Nianfu's crystal roll was sold out. It was sold out before noon, but she did not rush back, but asked Mo Yun to bring Xilai Le.

The maid was walking around in Taipei City and said she wanted to buy something home for the festival.

The two little girls were naturally happy, and Mo Yun was even more comfortable.

After leaving them aside, Nianfu was going south, but suddenly turned around, hired a small car, and headed straight to the west market. After asking passers-by for a few questions, he finally arrived in front of Ruyiju's door.



At this time, Ouyang Kang was filled with tea leaves and ran to the cottage three times, and finally waited for Mr. Su Chengsu, who had just gotten up after sleeping soundly.

What Master Ouyang didn't expect was that this famous Duanshui was not as fat as those Lord Lu and those lustful adults who intended to be slutty. This man was less than forty years old, eight feet tall, and majestic.

He is handsome and also wears a white dress, making him look graceful and graceful.

He is naturally elegant with poetry and writing spirit.

This is Ouyang Kang's first impression of this person. Even if he casually draped his hair at home and pulled a pair of cloth slippers, he was a little lazy and still didn't feel vulgar. Instead, he felt the unruly and gracefulness of a real celebrity.

.

Ouyang Kang was a little worried. Is this really Mr. Su? That famous broken sleeve? Could it be wrong?

But the man took advantage of his silence, took a step closer, stretched his finger and slid across his chin, "It's so amazing! If it's from the pillow recommendation, I'm willing to accept it."

Ah--Young Master Ouyang came to his senses and almost slapped him in the face. He finally swallowed the word "Ph" back, but his face turned red with anger. He forced himself to hold back this breath and took three steps back

It was only after a long time that Mr. Wu's letter held on his hands.

"Mr. I misunderstood. My younger generation is Mr. Wu's disciple. I'm here to ask for advice."

"Go! Which Mr. Wu? I don't recognize it." Su Cheng said, and yawned as if no one was around, as if he had not had a good sleep, and lay down on the bed in the hall.

Resisting the urge to escape from his scalp, Ouyang Dashao continued to introduce, "The master of his family is a word called "Meng."

Ha! Su Cheng smiled, "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Fatty Wu. Are your eyes growing white? How did you fall under the ugly fat man's disciple?"

Ouyang Kang was a little displeased, "Sir, be careful. A man stands between heaven and earth. He should judge his talents by his knowledge. How can he judge people? His beauty is as beautiful as a flower, but he will only be a skeleton in decades. What's the point?"

Su Cheng laughed loudly, "Good words! Come on, call Aqi."

Ouyang Kang couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so soon he saw an ugly woman over 50 years old, gray-haired, wrinkled face, and scars called in.

Su Cheng pointed at her and said, "Although this mother-in-law Aqi looks ugly, she is the most loyal and kind to others. The scar on her face was cut by the soldiers to protect the Lord during the war. You don't dislike the appearance,

Why not just marry her?"

This... what is the other one? Even though Ouyang Kang wanted to ask for something, he was so angry that he was reluctant to speak again.

"I came here sincerely for advice. Unexpectedly, the gentleman was so humiliated. The man who did not come that night, said goodbye!"

"Slow down!"

Su Cheng held his chin with one hand and leaned on the couch, looking at him with interest, "You can leave, you must leave all the gifts and letters. Although Wu Mian sent you to see me, can Mr. Ben just want to see it?

Have you seen it? You have to leave some tea and money for a girl when you go to the brothel to see her, let alone my handsome appearance. Yushu is in the wind?"

Ouyang Kang was completely defeated.

He stepped forward angrily and threw the letter to him, put down the gift, turned around and left. He thought that in this life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life, and the next life, he would never deal with this person again!

But as soon as he left this door, a servant came over and said, "Young Master, please leave your name and address."

What are you doing? Did you find that there were not enough gifts and want to catch up with him to ask for money?

But the servant smiled silly, "Young Master, don't be afraid, my master has a strange temper. Sometimes he scolds people and turns around and asks us to look for them all over the street. Please leave your name."

"No need!" Ouyang Kang said angrily, "Even if he wants to find him, I won't come yet!"

The servant has a very good temper now and continues to laugh, "Young Master, please don't make things difficult for us servants, so let's keep it. It's just a small task, so why bother?"

Ouyang Kang couldn't. He had to pick up his pen and sign his name and address, and then threw the pen back to the person. "Even if he really wanted you to come, you don't have to worry. If you can't find it, you'll be over."

The servant smiled and sent him out.

Ouyang Kang rode on Zixiao and went home in anger.

And now the servant turned around and sent his signature back, and there was already an extra man in the room.

The man was not tall and looked ordinary. He seemed to be a little older than Su Cheng. He just smiled very gently and kindly, which made people feel close to him. He just sat on the couch, letting Su Cheng hold his waist

, rubbing like a puppy.

After reading Wu Mian's letter together, he bounced Su Cheng's forehead, "You, why are you doing well to scare other children?"

Such a big man Su Cheng actually showed a grievance in front of this person, "I finally had a day off, but he was short and didn't know how to disturb him early in the morning. Shouldn't he scold him?"

The man shook his head helplessly, "If you want to scold, you shouldn't drive them away like this. It's clear that Wu Mian's letter was written several months ago, but he just asked to come to you now, so there must be difficulties."

"I know why he came here, but I just wanted to ask me to write a book to take the Imperial College exam. But he didn't know that this time, I would add a thousand new students, and Imperial College would also recruit teachers. I have already recommended it.

Wu Mian, the fat man is coming in a few days. What good person do you want to be with me?"

Su Cheng said while dismantling the gifts sent by Ouyang Kang, and he had no interest in pens, inks, paper and inkstones. He directly dismantled one with a very unique packaging. It also carefully pasted the full moon, little rabbit, and osmanthus tree with paper cuts.

Pastry box with the words "Mooncake".

Huh? What is this? After picking up a delicate cake as big as a child, putting it into his mouth, Su Cheng's face suddenly changed, "Hurry, hurry up, go and invite someone back!"

The servant seemed to be accustomed to this scene and became accustomed to it. He looked like this if he had known it, so he followed the map.

The older man was still suspicious, "What's wrong?"

Su Cheng didn't say anything, but only handed the mooncake he had bitten in front of him.

The older man chewed it carefully for a moment and nodded in appreciation, "It's really good, it's okay to get in."

"Is it delicious?" Su Cheng grabbed another piece and tried to stuff it into his mouth, but he snatched it off by the older man. "Okay, there are only a few more, so I'll keep it for the moon to watch at night before eating."

"Let me eat it!" Su Cheng pestered him, like a greedy child, "I'll wait to find that kid later, can't I ask for another one?"

The older man glanced at him, "I just drove him away, but I was so embarrassed to care for him. I was so thick-skinned!" He shook his hand away, and the man walked away with a snack. He was worried about it, and then he made a special statement, "Yes,"

Now, parasitism is definitely coming today. Have you sorted out those songs? Don’t ask him for scolding again.”

Su Cheng frowned with a headache, "I know, I know. I'm so annoying, that boy!"

Seeing him muttering and complaining, but he pulled his shoes to the study. The older man smiled and walked away with the box of pastries, with a gentle look, "You must like this dessert. I'll ask for a recipe for you afterwards.
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