No wonder Mao Jue has a dark face.

The cabin is gorgeously arranged, with ivory Western beds and jade-inlaid Western wardrobes, especially behind several rosewood screens, the bathtub is filled with a fog of roses. The hazy figure is looming through the translucent screen, which is the favorite tone of literati, and it is still half-covered by the pipa.

This girl is indeed a bit real, she has a hot body, and she is still a foreign girl with red hair. The problem is that Mao Jue doesn't need this now. He is a beggar struggling on the line of life and death. He is full of hope to get eight apples to fill his stomach. As a result, the money was given to him eight apples.

But this guy didn't understand it.

The saliva was almost flowing out, and I started to gesture, and the money was still muttering shamelessly.

"If you want to talk about the Esperanto people, they are really not implicit, they act as boastful, they are not as obsessed as ladies at all. It's really, really, so slutty!"

"You keep it yourself!"

Now that a plain clothes are not done, Mao Jue still has to spend a lot of energy to stabilize his career, and where can he have time to pick up a foreign girl? When he waved his sleeves, Mao Jue walked out without looking back. Qian Zeng was so anxious that he hurriedly chased after him two steps behind.

"Hey hey! Brother Mao, this was specially given to you by Mr. Fan! Hey! Brother Mao, you won't suspect that I stole the food halfway, right? What kind of affection do we brothers do! Brother, am I like this kind of person?"

Not to mention, Mao Jue really doesn't doubt this. With Qian Zeng's kidney deficiency, he would have to steal it and be squeezed out by a foreign girl. It's probably a matter of whether he can get off the boat. When he was chased to the cabin door, Mao Jue spread his hands depressedly.

"Brother Qian, this girl..., is this girl the planting expert you call?"

"That's right!"

Qian Zeng was confused and nodded in surprise.

"I brought you tomatoes, sweet potatoes, papayas and guava from this Mr. Fan's garden. They were taken care of by the red-haired foreign girl. If I hadn't been happy to get the Beiyang mirror, I would have praised you for your praise. And his aunt, who is always sour and sour, Mr. Fan can't give up."

The corners of his mouth twitched again, and Mao Jue waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, let that transplant expert wash and dress up well, and see me again!"

"Hey, Brother Mao, are you really not going to this scenery?"

She was still yelling behind her, seeing Mao Jue getting off the boat with a corn cob, and making a fuss, the young master of kidney deficiency slapped his thighs again: "Dede! I'll call me, just go. Brother Mao is not Long Yangzhi! It shouldn't be possible! Look at him so spoiling the maid!"

He muttered and walked to the cabin door and was about to look down, Qian Zeng suddenly woke up and slapped himself, covering his face and grinning his teeth and screaming.

"Cuihuan! Serve that foreign girl dressed up and then sent her to see Mr. Mao!"

…………

Before going through time, Mao Jue’s disliked the most was to go to his grandma’s house in the countryside. He would get angry as soon as he slept on the kang. In the middle of winter, the dry toilet outside was even more deadly. Last time, the toilet was frozen half of his life and was afraid of falling in. Especially, he had to help collect corn and dig potatoes, and he was even more tired and peeled the layers.

But now, all these things Mao Jue doesn't like are coming.

These corn and potatoes are so precious that they are thrown into the warehouse behind. These crops were taken out by Mao Jue alone in the backyard for placement. The potatoes here also enjoy the treatment of potted plants. A large number of flower pots were filled with the best flower soil, one buried in one pot, and a small head was exposed, like a potato thunder.

Mao Jue was commanding several personal soldiers to be very busy. Suddenly, he kicked and stepped on his high heels. When he turned around, even Mao Jue couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

No wonder she was attracted by the salt merchants who had already made Yangzhou thin horses look tricky. Her fiery red hair was tied softly into a few Western-specific braids and long hair. Although she didn't know which country she was a white slave, she probably was mixed-race. Her beautiful face had the blue eyes of the Mediterranean beauties, her pretty and delicate nose, a milky white neck made by the swan, and her face was also slender and soft.

Moreover, this girl was wearing a hot dress. The fiery red Greek pleated long skirt, half of the white and tender collarbone, and the two perfect ovals were revealed. Moreover, the two white and tender feet wearing Mediterranean sandals on the hem of the skirt were also exposed step by step with the pace, making people dizzy. This equipment was really nothing if it was later, but nowadays, compared to the Ming Dynasty woman who was more like a rice dumpling, it was too avant-garde.

Although she was still very suspicious, this girl might be an agricultural expert, so she had to say hello. Seeing the young master of kidney deficiency leading her over, Mao Jue shouted dryly.

Who knew that before Qian Zeng smiled and introduced it, this girl had already rushed into the yard with a cold eyebrows. Her words were solemn and straight, and her official language in the Ming Dynasty was pleasant but very elegant.

"What are you doing? Sweet potatoes are not grown like this. You will ruin good things. Who is stupid like a Spanish donkey who can give such a stupid order? Why don't you dig it out quickly!"

The whole yard was quiet. More than 20 personal soldiers widened their eyes. They first glanced at the bold foreign girl, turned around and looked at whether there were really two long ears on Mao Jue's head. In just a few seconds, the simple-yi was so angry that her face turned red. She pinched her to jump up like a cockfighting.

"Where did the demon woman come from? You dare to talk nonsense here and insult my young master! My aunt is over and over and over and over..."

He hurriedly hugged the little cockfighting who was trying hard to go up, and prevented her from continuing to use indecent words to ruin her ladylike image. While dragging her out, Mao Jue waved his hand depressedly.

"Do what she said! Dig! She planted whatever she said!"

…………

Don’t doubt people, don’t doubt people! I have never learned agriculture and breeding. Since this girl dares to be so crazy, let her do it. If she can’t make a fuss, it will not be too late to throw Mao Jue’s hard-earned food into the sea.

The shovel and pickaxe were clattering in the yard, and the plain clothes with her mouth that could hang an oil bottle outside were holding her arm leisurely, watching the girl scolding the young master of kidney deficiency and feeling ashamed.

"Our Mao family is also a large group in Liaodong. It is decent and regular. Not everyone can enter the mansion. Who are you brought here? You are exposed in clothes, shameless, unfaithful, unhappy, and disobeying parents and being disrespectful. You don't get this kind of charming bastard and thrown into the sea. You even brought this kind of charming bastard to our Tieshan!"

The Ming Dynasty was a country of etiquette, with high and low ranks, and Su Yi's words were not exaggerated. If someone in the Mao family dared to sarcastically mock Mao Wenlong, without saying a word, the man would lose his head and the woman would throw it into the sea.

Qian Zeng was also from a big family, especially Jiangnan, with many rules. He also understood this truth. When he was scolded by the plain clothes, the young master of kidney deficiency could not help but spread his hands miserably.

"Mr. Qian doesn't know either!"

"This foreign girl was trained by Mr. Fan's mansion. She is also well-organized. Who knew that she would feel dizzy when she got here!"

"Young Master, you are not a plain-clothed, unconventional woman, and jealous. Such a slutty bitch who is not abide by the rules must not let her enter the mansion!"

Not jealous yet, this little mouth is almost a little chicken mouth. When he reached out to wrap his hand around the girl's slender waist, Mao Jue said with a funny look: "Okay, I know what you know! That's it, give her three days. If she doesn't make a comeback for me, she will give this foreign girl to you for disposal. It's all your words, will it be your turn?"

"I……"

The screaming was fierce, but Suyi was still kind-hearted. She really wanted her to beat and kill her, but the girl softened her. Qiqi Ai Aii put the two green jade fingers together.

"That pig cage is too cruel. At worst, you can drive her out of the mansion, just do it, right?"

"Tsk tsk, she is a weak woman, who is helpless in this tiger and wolf place on the border of Tieshan, which is really a matter of life and death. She is alone outside, being killed, starved, and even sold to a kiln. Now, she is hungry everywhere, and her tender skin may be eaten alive by others."

He deliberately looked abnormal, squinted his eyes and lit his canine teeth, and Mao Jue gestured gloomyly.

"The hand was hung high, and it was next to the pot. With a knife, I shaved the tender flesh of the skin and threw it into the pot. Then I was eaten by a sloppy man with a beard and a disgusting face! It's really worthy of being my vegetarian clothes that are poisonous enough, so I vent my anger on the young master!"

"I, how could I be so cruel! Young Master, Suyi..."

This girl was so scared that she was almost crying. Seeing that the girl looked embarrassed and hugged her in her arms, Mao Jue stopped teasing her, but stroked her little head and turned to eat a mouthful of dog food. Her face was full of resentment and her brows were slightly tightened.

"Brother Qian, did you tell this foreign girl about Mao's crops in Xifan?"

"That's right!"

Qian Zeng shouted sadly.

"Brother Mao, you are not satisfied just now. I don't have to give me more advice, who knows?"

"Okay, Mao knew it!"

After waving his hand, Mao Jue showed a relaxed smile.

"Brother Qian, you are a guest from afar. Our iron mountain is barren. There are still banquets to entertain Brother Qian. Just go and get some money. A few days ago, didn't the king's wife invite me to his Zuihong Building? Let's go and talk about business by the way!"

When Qian Zeng heard this, he felt relieved, as if he had taken a reassurance, and showed a smile on his face comfortably.

"Where are you using Brother Mao to pay for money? Isn't this looking down on me, someone else? I'll ask! I'll ask!"

"After all the friendship of the landlords, don't talk nonsense to me, just walk!"

"please!"

My mood was really relaxed a lot. Following this guy's arms, Mao Jue staggered out of the door. In the plain-clothed yard, which was even more entangled with his index fingers, the sound of shovels kept ringing.
Chapter completed!