On the stage, Yue Ling and Guo Ying sang the drama.

Mu Qingyun didn't disturb them.

Those who are not small in the old age murmured, and there is no need to waste great time with them.

The wine and vegetables in the Moon Tower are medium in the city, but when it comes to taste, there are many other restaurants.

After Mu Qingyun came to Yuncheng, he often went shopping with Chen Yi every day after practicing martial arts. The snack stall at the end of Yuncheng's streets and alleys, she almost tasted it.

The special dishes of each restaurant have not eaten the same.

Nowadays, there is no shortage of money on hand, and it will definitely not stay in this world for a lifetime. The money earns will be made. In addition to leaving Yue Ling for the elderly, other things must be taken well and think that it is cost -effective to spend it.

It is also valuable.

Mu Qingyun had planned it early. The first was used to search for various cheats.

There is no need to have martial arts cheats. She must have other valuable books.

There are too many good things to lose in this era.

Well, it is to eat and drink.

Mu Qingyun ordered the rouge, and laughed: "Brother Chi, you can taste it, you must fit your taste."

Without Mu Qingyun, Chi Ze ate red fish lips like rouge, and tears almost burst out.

Several people quickly couldn't care about sad chat, eating a lot, like carmine, crab yellow shrimp, pepper lantern meat, lychee stewed chicken.

Chi Ze, a serious Jiangnan native, was ate from Yuncheng that Jiangnan flavor never eaten.

Mu Qingyun was also surprised. Here are several dishes here. In the later generations, they only heard their names, and they had lost their passage at all.

It can only be said that this world is really strange, and it is possible that the plot in the script is more special than other places.

While eating vegetables, Mu Qingyun warmed a pot of yellow wine and poured Chi Ze.

Mu Changfeng laughed: "This is really pet!"

Chi Ze also laughed.

In terms of identity, they are both seniors and elders. It stands to reason that a fifteen or six -year -old girl poured a glass of wine for them. What can they do?

But at this moment Mu Qingyun lifted the jug, Mu Changfeng remembered himself.

Chi Ze's heart also fluttered.

They are just such a short time with Yue Qingqing, a small time, but in a short period of time, Yue Qingqing has become a newcomer from a small martial arts museum.

Chi Ze was thinking, and whispered softly: "There is a very special temperament on the body of Shimei, just like standing in a high place to watch the world."

Perhaps because of this, they couldn't help but look at each other involuntarily.

"That's called hero!" Mu Changfeng laughed. He was not keen at Chi Ze. This was purely ridiculous.

But although ridiculous, there is a bit of sincerity.

In his opinion, Mu Qingyun martial arts is not very high, and he can indeed be called the heroine.

It depends on the posture of controlling the reincarnation, and he is not as good as that of one hundred.

Laughing while drinking, drinking.

This wine is very good, the entrance is sweet, with a little bit of sour at the entrance, it is not a bit of drinking, but it is not enough to drink, but the backing is sufficient.

After three patrols, Chi Zev on the fence and turned his eyes: "Why don't you care about it, there are crazy dog ​​barking, no stop."

Several elderly people sitting downstairs have been muttering.

What you say is a little fart.

Chi Ze can cultivate well, and he has never shot those ordinary people who are undesirable.

After all the hard work after the years, the hard -earned and sweaty sweats have achieved achievements.

If such martial arts, wouldn't it be a price if you bullied ordinary people?

"Noise, annoying!"

But the movement downstairs is too noisy.

They also have the same martial arts colleagues, and they are rare to gather restaurants in their spare time.

The sound of downstairs drill up.

"When we were young, what kind of character was the women. At that time, the women let the foreigners see their ankles.

The more the drama on the stage sings the more lively.

Several elderly people under the stage also said more and more exciting.

The most harsh voice is an old man wearing gray patch robe.

This man said that he was indignant, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he pointed at Yue Ling and scolded.

"What kind of righteous person Zhang Gong, I remember that I had an accident three years ago. If Zhang Gong took the life -saving money in time, I am afraid that others would be gone."

"Zhang Gong is a good person!"

"A drama, fortunately to be Mrs. Zhang, shouldn't she be grateful to Dade? She actually hardened her men, what divorce, shameless!"

"It's so public, let outsiders see a joke."

Mu Qingyun frowned, sneered, and saw the second shop passing by before talking.

The old man closed his mouth when he boarded, his face was red, and he was so angry: "Lao Tzu loves to say, don't say anything, close your fart."

The shop's eyes stared at the beads, and the old man was startled immediately, shrinking to the side.

"Xiaolong, you and the deaf, what do you say about the blind man."

Not far away, the old shopkeeper of the Moon Tower waved his hand, "Boom out."

The shop is not talking about it.

The guests full of people looked back and pointed at them. Several elderly people suddenly had red ears and red ears, and they became angry and angry: "You, you, rude!"

"rude?"

The shopkeeper sneered, "When you think of your heart, where does Zhang Gong always mentioned in your mouth?

"you--"

The old man's face was red.

"Of course, you have to read your Zhang Gong. After all, when you change to Mrs. Yue, you won't lend the money to a bastard who sells his wife and sell a woman!"

"With this extra money, sending to the kindergarten school is better than filling in your unlucky son's belly!"

The words were not falling, and several old people had been kicked out of the door, covering their faces ashamed.

Above the stage, the play was endless, and there was a scream of the stage in the stage.

Yue Ling finished singing, and walked down to talk to the guests, as bright as the top Jiangnan Huadan.

Mu Qingyun can't help but.

Yue Ling's popularity is very good, apparently don't need to be unhappy at all!

"A show on the stage and a show under the stage. I finally understand why my master always likes to go to the tea society to eat and drink tea.

Go out. "

Chi Ze sighed, and raised his glass far away.

There are noisy called selling sounds outside the window.

Various guests in the restaurant have various expressions.

"Yue Nu, Yuncheng is very interesting."

Chi Ze suddenly laughed.
Chapter completed!