"Uncle Qian, you’re finally back … if you don’t come back, we won’t make it!"
Eating bricks and cooking every day, but they can’t endure it anymore.
They are the lowest-ranking officials in Dali Temple. They can go out to buy food with their salaries. They can bite bricks and vegetable piers every day.
Qiancheng looked at the miserable situation of the kitchen and shook his head repeatedly. "Seven flowers, you girl, seem to be unable to get married in my life."
Seven Flowers rolled their eyes. "Who said that when I was in the stockade, many people scrambled to marry me?"
Qiancheng smiled bitterly. "Do you dare to say no if you hold a knife to someone’s neck?"
Seven flowers glance at the mouth
"Now that your village is gone, if you stay in the capital, you should always find a job to do," said Qian Cheng.
"Why don’t I just stay in Dali Temple and help you cook?" Seven flowers fainted several times as soon as the voice just fell outside.
"Seventh Sister, we beg you, don’t come to the kitchen again." Several kitchen handymen are on their knees.
Qiancheng sighed, "Why don’t you let Shao Qing’s adult help you find a husband’s family and save you a girl from mixing with the gentlemen every day?"
Seven flowers and a face are not angry. "I can’t beat ordinary men without seeing them."
Everyone is bitter in the face. "Seven sisters are not fighting."
"What’s the point of living without fighting?" Seven flowers holding the shoulder dissatisfied way
"Ah, it seems that Seven Sisters really can’t get married." They all mumbled about adding Qiancheng and taking seven flowers to cook.
"Who says I can’t get married? I’ll find a man to show you!" Said the seven flowers sharp eyes swept to the door.
The crowd dispersed in a hubbub and fled away.
It’s like being bitten by a wolf on the heel. It’s faster to escape one than the other.
Xuanyu just entered the door and felt a little strange.
"Uncle Qian asked you to cook something delicious later. These people in Dali Temple can still hold on, but those prisoners in prison are dying."
The prisoners’ food was not good, and eating bricks and vegetable blocks every day almost killed them.
Qiancheng answered and shouted for the hand man to prepare the meat stuffing.
"Eat buns tonight!" The old man rolled up his sleeves and started.
Xuanyugang turned to go and suddenly felt that his arm was caught.
Hey?
Seven flowers tugged at his arm and stuck it beside him.
That posture … quite some throwing caution to the wind.
"It’s him." Seven flowers released grandiloquence.
Zhongren petrifaction on the spot
Chien-cheng was calm and looked at Xuanyu’s eyelids. He threw a sentence "You have to hold on."
"What?" Xuanyu is at a loss.
Everyone in the kitchen is busy, and no one dares to look up and take care of Xuanyu.
Xuanyu earned money and wanted to pull her arm out of Qihua’s hand.
Seven flowers are not going to be released.
"What are you going to do?" Xuanyu said impatiently, "I have to go back to the world to call me back."
"Xuanyu" Seven Flowers Yang said, "Let’s get married."
"poof!" Qiancheng just took a sip of tea over there and sprayed it directly.