Chapter 15: Go down again (1/2)

”Brother Su, let me help you, can you teach me to plant the land?” Mu Xiaoxiao watched as Su Yu had been busy working side by side, sweating and suddenly saying volunteered.

”No!” Zhao Laoyi heard that Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to follow Su Yu to learn farming, and almost jumped up anxiously, blowing his beard and staring: ”You will be my apprentice to Dan Yin in the future, how can you learn farming, tell me Where does this old face go?”

”I don't, I will follow Brother Su.” Mu Xiaoxiao stubbornly said, regardless of Zhao Lao's darkened face.

Su Yu smiled and said to Lao Zhao: ”Little, no need, I'm almost ready here. You can help me get the porridge out of the pot.”

”En, good.” Mu Xiaoxiao said happily, immediately turned and ran to the kitchen.

Old Zhao's eyes twitched, and there was nothing more than his own apprentice who didn't listen to himself, but he had always been more sorrowful to outsiders, and snorted at Su Yu. He looked at this kid now, and the more he looked, the more discomfort was.

walked into the house and picked up the porridge that Mu Xiaoxiao had just raised and had to drink it...

”Master, Brother Su is still outside. I can't eat it yet.”

'S weak voice made Zhao Lao's face stiff. Duanwan's hand stopped in mid-air, took a deep breath, and sat down uncomfortably.

Isn't it a bowl of porridge, am I rare? Mr. Zhao kept thinking in his heart, but his eyes never left the porridge bowl, and his nose sniffed from time to time.

After Su Yu entered the house, he looked at the mentor and apprentice who was eager, but he could not help but feel amused. ”You don't have to wait for me, it's not good to eat if you're cold. Hurry and eat.”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that Zhao Lao could not wait to pick up the bowl and start eating. There was no image of Dan Sheng. Mu Xiaoxiao was quite reserved, but the red face was also excited.

”Brother Su, why did you cook so much porridge today?”

touched his small belly with satisfaction, Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously, today Su Yu boiled a big pot of porridge, even if it is delicious, not three people can finish it.

Mu Xiaoxiao feels distressed. Shouldn't such a delicious porridge be wasted?

”Wait, I'll hurry to the market, sell porridge and rice!”

”What? Do you want to sell rice?” Zhao Lao asked in disbelief. This kind of rice is unique in the world. If you don't cherish it, just want to sell it?

”Boy, you made a price, I bought it.” Zhao Laokuo said, this kind of rice is better to leave it to others than spoil it, he is not bad.

”Mr. Zhao, Dawangshan's fame may have to be sold here, and this meter is only the lowest level. I will grow better food in the future.”

”Just the apples you planted in the morning?” Zhao Lao did not believe it. It is a blessing to have this kind of rice in the world. How could it be possible to grow something better. Is this kid the darling of the world, what kind of food is delicious? ? This is too ridiculous.

”You will know it later.” Su Yu said, pack the pot, and then take the prepared 20-pound rice, ready to go to the market.

”Brother Su, let me go with you. I'll take the rice.” Mu Xiaoxiao said.

Su Yu waved his hand, ”Since you have worshipped Mr. Zhao as a teacher, you have to follow Mr. Zhao well and listen to Mr. Zhao's teachings. It is enough for me to go down the mountain by yourself. You should stay and study with Mr. Zhao. The name of Dawang Mountain.”

”I know, Brother Su is assured, I will definitely study with the master.” Mu Xiaoxiao was frustrated and said obediently.

Su Yu's words made Zhao Laoshu very comfortable, and he nodded his head with a beard, believing that this kid knew him.