Seeing Risong coming over that day, Yang Ruoqing quickly stretched out her hand to stop him.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
That Risong rubbed his hands and smiled: "I'm hungry too..."
"Hey, why didn't you make breakfast for you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Risong said: "Still sleeping."
Yang Ruoqing said: "You have a family and a career, but you still can't have a hot meal?"
Na Risong said: "It is understandable that a pregnant person feels sleepy..."
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, it's okay. In a few days, someone will come over to cook breakfast and tea for you, and it will be authentic northern food. I guarantee you will be happy."
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Risong was startled for a moment.
"What do you mean? Why can't I understand it well?" he said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and told Narisong about Xiao's coming.
When Risong heard this, his expression immediately changed.
"What did you say? That tigress in my house is coming?" His eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Yeah!" Yang Ruoqing nodded.
"Is the news accurate?" he asked nervously.
"What do you think of Mrs. Xian's news?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.
"It's over, it's over, it's over!"
That day Risong looked like the sky was about to fall, and the breakfast on the stone table was no longer attractive to him.
He was spinning around in circles, scratching his head and rubbing his hands, like an ant on a hot pot.
Yang Ruoqing crossed her arms and looked at him with interest.
"Well, you are going to be reunited as husband and wife. In this quiet little village with beautiful mountains and clear waters, you will have the blessing of being together."
"Are you excited? Look, you are so excited that you can't stand still!"
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's joke, Risong almost cried that day.
"No, no, Qing'er, I have to ask you for something!" He quickly ran to Yang Ruoqing and said.
"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
"Can I put my tigress in your yard temporarily?" he asked.
"ah?"
"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. I'm afraid that she and Lan'er...hehe, you know!"
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.
"You have taken eighteen concubines before, how did you tell your first wife?" she asked.
Narisong said: "When I took the eighteenth concubine, I made a promise to my tigress."
"She is the last one. I will never take concubines again..."
"Then you still dare to take it back to Daliao?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
"I want to take them back directly. I will still be pregnant with the child. Now I rent a small courtyard outside Zhongjing City to accommodate mother and child..."
"You scumbag!"
Before Risong finished speaking, Yang Ruoqing slapped her on the forehead.
"Is there anyone like you? You cheat everywhere? Are you human?" she asked.
Although he was not so kind as to help Yang Ruolan, Yang Ruoqing was very unhappy with Risong's deceptive behavior that day.
It is true that Yang Ruolan is greedy for vanity.
No matter how much you suffer, you are asking for it, and you deserve it.
However, from the perspective of a female compatriot, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but hit Na Risong.
What do you think of a woman?
After being slapped by Yang Ruoqing, Risong's forehead hurt.
But he didn't dare to fight back.
Firstly, it's due to identity suppression, and secondly, even if he fights back, he can't beat her.
Here, Yang Ruoqing was still not relieved after the beating, so she kicked Narisong's knee hard.
And raised a middle finger at him: "Auntie, I despise you."
"I'm telling you, you pooped yourself, you wiped it yourself, and if you bother my aunt with such nonsense, I'll castrate you!"
She said, and a knife the size of a willow leaf came out from her fingers.
The blade is sharp and thin, really like a willow leaf stuck to your hand.
Seeing that, Ri Song felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously tightened his legs.
Yang Ruoqing gave him a contemptuous look and turned back to the backyard.
It wasn't until she walked far away and could no longer see her back that Risong raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Brother Fengtang, your wife is so tough. How did you conquer her?"
Risong asked Luo Fengtang that day.
Luo Fengtang had been sitting there eating porridge, extremely calm.
After hearing Narisong's words, he handed the steamed bun to Narisong.
"You don't understand my wife's tenderness," he said.
"What? Tenderness? Don't scare me!" Narisong said.
"Come on, let's eat some steamed buns to calm down. The steamed buns made by my wife are so fragrant, sweet and soft!" Luo Fengtang said.
Narisong shook his head.
"The delicacies from the mountains and seas are all tasteless. My tigress is coming. I have to go back and get ready!"
After saying these words, he ran away quickly.
Luo Fengtang laughed and shook his head.
It's better to keep a wife, be open and honest wherever you go, and don't have to hide.
Hehe, what's even happier is that there is still a hot breakfast to eat.
Here, Luo Fengtang munched the white-flour steamed bun in his hand.
Qing'er was right, from this moment on, everything began.
He had to eat well to have the strength to do all this!
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"Old man Yan, you are galloping around the mall and crowding around."
"From your perspective, is my idea of making perfume feasible?"
In the octagonal pavilion at the highest point of the rockery in the backyard, Yang Ruoqing told Yan Huaian completely about her idea of making a perfume business.
While Yan Huaian was stroking his beard and thinking about it carefully.
Yang Ruoqing stood up, filtered the brewed tea on the stone table in front of her from the teapot, and poured a bowl for him.
Then he sat across from him and waited patiently.
After a while, Yan Huaian made a sound.
"If Qing'er masters the secret recipe for making that perfume, this will be an excellent way to make money," he said.
"From south to north, from east to west, from the past to the present."
"Wherever there are women, rouge, gouache, and flowers on clothes and hair are an enduring business."
"As far as I know, Da Liao, Da Qi, and even other small countries in the surrounding areas."
"Rouge gouache is everywhere, but watery spices have not been invented so far."
"If we do well in the perfume business, it will be huge profits!" he said.
There was a light of expectation and longing in his eyes.
Yang Ruoqing was also very excited when she heard this.
She has been pondering the idea of making perfume for a long time.
And more than two months ago, after the flood, when she was making disinfectant water, she made the first wave of mosquito repellent and refreshing toilet water.
Then the plague swept across, and she was busy developing good medicine, and then got married...
I was so busy that I had to put aside making perfume for a while.
Now, this matter is on the agenda.
"Uncle Yan, let's do this perfume business together!"
Yang Ruoqing noticed Yan Huaian's interest and took the initiative to invite him.
"I am responsible for researching the formula of perfume and so on, and you are responsible for promotion and sales. Your channels are wider than mine." She continued.
