Chapter 42: Your tea is made of gold

Besides, this scale armor was a waste to him, and if it was given to Ling Luoyu, he might be able to get a favor or something.

If it is useful to go to her place in the future, there will be a reason to speak.

There is always no harm in dealing with such aristocratic children.

"Okay, Brother Pig, I'm not welcome!" Ling Luoyu was not hypocritical, took away the scales, and then carefully asked about the terrain when he found the little beast before leaving.

I was about to let Xiao Er keep the books, Tie Shi came in at the right time.

"You came just right, check out!" Young Master Ling Luoyu's dude nature is undoubtedly exposed.

Tie Shi rolled his eyes and took out his money bag: "How much?"

The little two flattered and laughed: "This big brother, there are seven silver coins in total!"

"Seven?! Your tea is made of gold? So expensive?" Tieshi's first feeling was that Ling Luoyu had been slaughtered.

Young masters like her usually settle the general ledger at the end of the year, so these merchants will always add some black-hearted accounts and black more money.

Anyway, for these scumbags who eat and wait to die, they will not remember how much they have eaten this year.

Xiao Er's face was crying: "Brother, don't look at the joke... The third young master didn't drink tea. He invited someone to dinner..."

"Invite someone to dinner? Who to invite?"

"The third pig..."

"Who is the third pig?"

"A woodcutter... a woodcutter..."

Xiao Er is about to collapse.

Brother, are you as for?

A meal is only seven silver coins. As for such a careful examination?

It was as if their teahouse had really blacked their money.

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Ling Mansion, study room.

Tie Shi Jiang talked to Ling Bufan about the matter of going out in the morning, and he was full of anger.

"Guogong, tell me, the third young master is too much? It's a good idea to invite the woodcutter to dinner!"

"Yeah! She's so good, why should I invite a woodman to dinner!?" Ling Bufan looked at Ling Yunxi in search.

Ling Yunxi frowned too, unable to guess which move Ling Luoyu took.

"Where is the Third Young Master?"

"As soon as the third young master came back, he went back to the room... and asked Xiaoying to guard the door. No one was allowed to disturb, and he didn't know what he was doing..."

"..."

"Ahem!" Tao Ding's clear cough sound came from the door, and he burst into laughter.

"Three young masters, what are you carrying?!"

Ling Bufan looked terrified and waved his hand to let the iron stone go out of the window.

He walked with his front foot, and Ling Luoyu pushed the door with his back foot.

"Second uncle, look at the sesame paste I made for you..."

Ling Yunxi: "..."

This is about to have lunch, what does it mean to give a bowl of sesame paste? !

As soon as he returned to Ling Mansion, Ling Luoyu flashed into the chaos.

She carefully picked the blood-stained herbal leaf, washed it with clean water, and burned and smashed the scales of the dragon armor, mixed with black sesame seeds, and turned it into a sesame paste. .

Looking at the black sesame paste, Ling Yunxi really had no appetite.

"How can this smell of blood?"

He came from a war commander, killed and drank blood, and was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

"Add a little seasoning and make a lot of it..." Ling Luoyu chuckled softly, "Second Uncle, try it, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

This piece of scales and blood happened to be the best dose for her experiment.

If there is an effect, Ling Yunxi's body must have a reaction. Similarly, if it hurts, it will not be too fatal.