Mo Li likes water, but doesn’t like bathing with hot water.

Is it reasonable to soak fish in hot water?

When Qin Lu picked up his apprentice, he found that the child was very nervous when he was taking a shower. He pulled the edge of the wooden barrel and refused to go down.

It's hot water!

Warm water is also hot water!

However, Mr. Qin didn't understand and thought Mo Li was afraid of water. After all, this child was caught from the water after the mountain torrent broke out. What a bigger little man, it was not as tall as a wooden barrel. It would scare the child to a great extent by taking a bath. How can it not make people feel distressed?

Forget it, let the child stand in a wooden tub and use a soapcorn hot water towel to take a shower.

I saw the aunt next door scraping the fish scales and pickling the fish ink carp: "..."

Jump up and run.

There are so many such children in Zhushan County, and there are people who are reluctant to take a bath and run from home to the streets with bare feet... Tang Xiaotang tried to do this, but whether it is him or Mo Li, Mr. Qin's two apprentices did not eventually become topics of conversation for neighbors.

Because Qin Lu's martial arts were not practiced in vain, Piwazi was accurate at every grabbing, and he couldn't even go out of the door and wanted to go out on the street?

Wash, press and wash.

Mr. Qin washed the fish for months without knowing it until the fish understood what it was like to take a bath.

Although Mo Li wanted to use cold water more, Mr. Qin, a famous doctor, obviously would not let the three-year-old child take a cold shower, and he would not be allowed in hot summer days.

The moli had no choice but to wash secretly, and when she was found, she pretended to play with water.

When he found that Mo Li gradually returned to normal, he went from being a little baby whom Mu Daidai could not remember anything to Qin Lu, who could laugh, talk, and secretly play in the water, and immediately comforted him and missed the opportunity to know the truth.

After "growing up", Mo Li relied on her deep internal skills and had an excuse to take a bath with cold water. The cold weather was no exception. As a result, Qin Lu mistakenly thought that it was a hard work for young people to suffer. It was a good thing that young people would suffer. As long as they were too far, they would damage the foundation. So Qin Lu mentioned a few words a little and did not ask about it with relief.

——I missed the opportunity to know the truth again.

Anyway, their master and apprentice misunderstandings have been with each other for more than ten years, and it is not a bad time this time or twice.

No one knows that Mo Li doesn’t like taking a bath with hot water.

When staying in the inn outside, Mo Li ordered the guy to use wooden barrels to fill hot water.

There is nothing else. If someone specializes in sending cold water instead of hot water, it will be too noticeable. Mo Li is a person who pretends to be trembling when he falls into the ice lake. He is afraid of others' identity being exposed, and Meng Qi is afraid that he will make fun of himself.

I am afraid of taking a hot bath, so it’s so new. Meng Qi must have known why as soon as he hears it.

The doctor must be kept in a state of dignity, otherwise how can you hold the fat mouse and drink bitter medicine in the future?

When Mo Li stepped into this "Ganquan Soup" shop, his arms were stiff.

When the thick curtain was lifted, a burst of heat blew up.

It's like a kitchen with a large pot lid.

Tang Chi's friend was diligent in leading the way.

At this time, it is so hot that it is okay to pour a bucket of cold water on your body, and the business in the soup pool will naturally decline.

The guy said very beautifully in front of Qiu Jing, but in fact he was always naked, and he had a face for Fengxing Pavilion. There were no customers today, so it was easy to hang a sign that closed down. The pool was cleaned every day, and it was very fast to clean the inside and outside.

"Please please, master, please."

The guy at Fengxing Pavilion has a strong look, and you will know who you really should "please" with after a while.

He has been following Mo Li, wishing to step down the road by Mo Li.

"The opera troupe was invited by the outside world, and the people were unreliable, so they were all sent away. Only an old piano teacher and a Liu Niang who sang Pingtan. Does the young master have any songs he wants to listen to? The young man told people to prepare."

Seeing Mo Li’s face cold, the guy said carefully, whether he was not used to it or was dissatisfied, “Don’t worry, young master, all these musicians who play the piano are behind the screen. You can’t see you, and you can’t see them.”

"How can an orchestral object withstand the tide of water vapor? Isn't it afraid of sound loss?" Mo Li asked frowned.

"this……"

The guy's expression froze on his face and he subconsciously looked at Qiu Jing.

Qiu Jing shook the fan and said nothing.

Tang Chi's slut thought to himself, come on, this is probably a difficult character, and even the Pavilion Master is watching the fun.

"Young master is an expert in the fun of the Tao. I guess he has collected a lot of famous wooden pianos at home. When I listen to the music, I look for the ancient temples in the mountains, clear springs and stone streams, burning a furnace of incense and saying a few poems. But the people who come and go here, those who spend money are all businessmen, and those who receive rewards are all miserable. It is good to take the money back and exchange rice and grain, and I can't care about that much. I'm not afraid of you to joke, but I'm very unwilling to accept it. How bad is our Tangchi worse than those artificial houses and pleasure boats? Isn't there any faces of a talented man? He doesn't wear clothes, but he doesn't have any makeup or skin debt. He lay on the beautiful high bed with his sister's arm, so what if he listens to famous songs in the world?"

Mo Li didn't expect that a sentence led to such a long list of guys.

Monk Yuanzhi was deeply touched and sighed that even though he had a famous piano in his hand, he had excellent skills. However, what is the difference between falling into a dusty and being exposed to moisture in a pond day and night? They are all unfortunate, they are all people in the sea of ​​suffering, but they are just struggling to survive.

Mo Li: "…"

This is the principle, and the sound will still be distracted when the Coke instrument is damp.

The old monk is so easy to fool.

Meng Qi can succeed, but others can do it too.

He looked down at the cloth bag in his hand. At this moment, Mo Li's thoughts were the same as those of the swordsman: he couldn't say it, so he decided to shut up.

Qiu Jing knocked the guy on the shoulder with the fan handle, and walked over with a smile.

The other people who ran the hall in the Tangchi looked at the servant with envious and jealous eyes. This was appreciated by the Pavilion Master!

Fengxingge sells news, and it is very important to be quick-witted. What is more outstanding than this is the ability to dig out news.

Mo Li's eyes were empty. He found that Qiu Jing was a woman's business, and not everyone knew about Fengxing Pavilion, otherwise it could be arranged in the bathhouse? Will the guys here take them directly to a pool that can directly accommodate ten people?

Speaking of which, this pool is very good, only half of it is inside the house.

Outside is a small courtyard surrounded by a high wall, with a piece of bamboo planted. The screen where the pianist sat upright was behind the bamboo, and there was a piece of the boss away from the pool.

The fog rises, lingering among the bamboo leaves, and it also has a very artistic conception.

There are all chairs and stools next to the pool, some can lie down, some can lean on, some are under the water, some are by the pool, and there are also exquisite wooden plates floating in the middle of the pool.

"There is no separate room?" Mo Li turned her head and asked.

The guy then seemed to have seen the cloth bag and the person in the cloth bag, bowed repeatedly with a smile on his face and said, "How can you do it? Please, please, Mr.."

Then Mo Li stepped into an empty room with a bamboo couch.

There are also pools, empty.

"Young Master, just put the person in the pool, tie your hands and feet and reveal your head like this. The walls are slippery and cannot even get up no matter how hard you struggle."

Mo Li: "…"

There is no need to abuse the prisoners like this.

The guy smiled and pushed open the small door next to him.

I saw the curtain hanging down the ground, separated by bamboo screens, behind it was a pool of clear water, and flowers and trees were planted next to it.

It is better to say it is a house, but it is a pavilion with only a roof. There is a wooden machine to pump water up, and when it reaches the top of the pavilion, it flows down the eaves, shaped like a stream and waterfall. The breeze blows, and the room is cool.

"There is a spring here. The water quality is slightly hard and you can't make tea and enter your throat. It's the best thing to use for bathing. Is the young master satisfied?"

Mo Li has only read similar mechanisms in books. The pavilion pillar is hollow in the pavilion that can burn charcoal to heat up in winter. Even if there is wind and snow, the pavilion is warm like spring. However, it is completely opposite. The pavilion pillar is also empty, but it is filled with ice and other objects, and the endless flowing water immediately blocks the dry and hot air.

"I don't want to see such a skill here." Mo Li was very surprised.

Whether it is ice cubes or charcoal, the cost is huge, and it is mostly used by royal palaces or families. Runxian County is just a small place, and this Ganquan Tangchi is also ordinary outside. How can it have such a big deal?

"Young Master doesn't know that it's not during the Chen Dynasty. Only the powerful can enjoy good food. Now the richest people in the world are the salt merchants in Huaiyang. In addition, local businesses can also be called full of gold and silver, and they cannot be used. However, they become rich and wealthy, but they cannot keep it. So they can't spend it hard?"

Mo Li was stunned when she heard this, and then understood what the friend said.

The world is not peaceful, and it is not enough to have money alone.

Money can be invited to the hospital, and the little devil can push the mill. However, when facing real powerful people and masters, let alone money, you can't even save your life.

The guy said with a smile on his face: "Our family is just like to attract customers, which is far worse than the real Liushui Pavilion. I heard that the Jiangnan area can accommodate more than a dozen people. It is brightly lit at night and has brilliant embroidery. It is said that there is also a name called "Hushang Palace on Earth, Guanghan Palace on Heaven."

After saying that, a few more servants knocked in and brought seasonal fruit and cold cakes and tea.

The thoughtful greeting made Mo Li suspected that Feng Xingge wanted to attract himself in this way.

——About the information I collected, I saw that Mo Li and Meng Qi were "hard" all the way, with no food or clothing.

Mo Li refused the person who played the sing, and then refused the master Tang Chi who knocked on the back and rubbed his shoulders and the servant who was learning oral skills to amuse him. After sending them all out, he stared at Liushui Pavilion for a while, couldn't help lifting the curtain and stepping into the courtyard.

I saw bamboo planted in the courtyard. Looking into the distance, I could see several other courtyard walls and hear the sound of water over there.

It is said that it is hidden, but someone really needs to come and peek, and it is no trouble to climb over the wall through the forest.

There are no female guests in the Tangchi, so there is no need to be carefully arranged. The pool built outside the house is breathable and can enjoy the moon, and it can also be artistic.

Even if you are worried about your safety, you only need to instruct the guards to wait outside the bamboo forest.

Mo Li was alone, but she was not afraid of the people from Fengxingge's future troubles. The bamboo forest was planted very closely. Even if she was a master with outstanding light skills, she would not have to hide it from him. It was just that the swordsman was a little troublesome.

I put it in the house, afraid that there will be secret passages inside and that the swordsman will be robbed.

——Mo Li felt that Qiu Jing might not do this. Although this person was a woman, he had the spirit of a giant crocodile in the world. He was a person who could do what he said, but he couldn't resist her many subordinates. What if someone wanted to do his best to perform his merits?

As for the pool, who is put to the irrelevant people when taking a bath?

Mo Li looked at the Chi Zi for a while, then turned to look at the swordsman for a while.
To be continued...