Chapter 1140 (1/2)
The system now reads: ”yes, the host can hang the signboard after completing the task.”
”Well, I see.” Yuan Zhou repressed his mood and looked up at Cheng Ying who was circling around him.
”Do what.” Yuan Zhou asked and answered quietly.
”No, I'm studying.” Cheng Ying said solemnly.
”You're very similar to noodle soup. No, it's like rice.” Yuan Zhou paused and suddenly said later.
”Just as cute, right?” Cheng Ying immediately answered.
Yuan Zhou paused suspiciously before nodding.
”So are noodle soup and rice the two puppies raised by Shigong? I heard they are super smart.” Cheng Ying immediately asked with bright eyes.
”That's them, and I didn't raise them.” Yuan Zhou denied it first, and then said.
”Thank you for praising me for being cute.” Cheng Ying did not ask why she was like rice, but smiled and thanked her.
In Cheng Ying's opinion, Yuan Zhou obviously regarded her as her own talent. What's more, he praised her as cute.
”You're welcome.” Yuanzhou road.
With that, Yuan Zhou reached out and picked up 300 hardcover Tang poems on the back window stage.
But before Yuan Zhou opened it, Cheng Ying opened her mouth carefully: ”Sir, why do you always say that noodle soup and rice are not yours?”
”Cooks can't keep pets.” Yuan Zhou looked down into Cheng Ying's eyes and said seriously.
”Why?” Cheng Ying asked subconsciously.
This time, Yuan Zhou didn't answer, so she looked at Cheng Ying. After a while, Cheng Ying suddenly realized that she admired him and said in a voice: ”Shigong is really a master. This little thing has been taken into account.”
Obviously, Cheng Ying understands that Yuanzhou doesn't keep pets for better cooking, and she admires it more.
Sometimes, masters are not just excellent cooks, but can meet the basic requirements of cooks in small things like Yuanzhou.
For example, pets, such as tireless hand washing, such as always wearing a mask when cooking, and a clean kitchen.
Cheng Ying found out in just one morning that her master Yuan Zhou had done everything meticulously and to the extreme.
”Yes.” Yuan Zhou answered softly, then opened the poetry collection and prepared to read poetry.
Seeing Yuanzhou doing business, Cheng Ying is not talking. She covers her mouth with one hand and puts down the other. With big eyes, she looks at the active crayfish in the pool and Yuanzhou's hand holding a book.
”There is no one in the empty mountain, but I hear the sound of human language. The shadow returns into the deep forest and shines on the moss.” Yuan Zhou read poetry with a clear voice.
And every time I read one, I explained the poetry in detail, and the sound was directed at the crayfish in the pool.
Yuan Zhou read poetry very delicately, with a clear voice, and explained it carefully word by word.
The weather in early June was slightly hot, but the courtyard of the tavern was covered with green grass and tall houses. Originally, this location was not hot.
Now Cheng Ying, who is listening to Yuan Zhou's poetry reading, feels more like a cool wind blowing, which makes her squint her eyes and show a big smile on her face.
”Shigong's voice is really nice.” Cheng Ying squatted down to look at the lobster and Yuan Zhou. She sighed with emotion.
After Yuan Zhou read the poem for half an hour, Cheng Ying squatted and listened to it for half an hour. She looked very serious.
Cheng Ying has never heard such a long poem since she left school, and she is not bothered at all. She feels very comfortable.
”All right.” Yuan Zhou put down the poetry collection and saw that Cheng Ying was still immersed in the poetry. She didn't respond and said aloud.
”Hmm? Finished reading? Shigong.” Cheng Ying asked vaguely.
”Yes.” Yuan Zhou nodded.
”OK, I'll get up right away.” Cheng Ying said she was going to get up immediately, but Yuan Zhou suddenly said, ”slow down.”