Young master Le has read countless people in this long love building, and observing words and colors is their necessary skill in this line of work. He knew that the noble man didn''t want to be disturbed, so he waited in silence.


    What will the guest want to do next? Young master Le couldn''t help guessing in his heart. Is it true that such a person is just here to listen to himself? Or is there another purpose? Do you want to meet someone here and summon yourself to play the piano just to hide people''s eyes and ears, or is there something else?


    When young master le was guessing, Tianmiao suddenly opened his mouth.


    "Mr. Yue, would you like to join us? This chestnut cake is not bad Tianmiao asked lazily.


    "Ah, thank you." The young master of music came back and immediately stepped forward. He gracefully took the chestnut cake from Tianmiao and tasted it slowly. The CHILDES of Changqing building will never say no to half of the guests'' demands. He would not refuse such a small request. After all, to make the guests satisfied and happy is their purpose.


    Next, young master Yue was puzzled. Because this guest is so special. It seems that he came here just to eat, and it seems that he was asked to eat with him.


    "The things in Changqing building are really good. There is no one stepping on thunder." Tianmiao said with a sip of tea.


    Step on thunder?


    What''s the meaning of stepping on thunder?


    Mr. Yue didn''t understand what the Lord meant, and of course he wouldn''t ask. Just listen to the guests.


    After eating, Tianmiao stands up, and Mr. Yue goes to help him. Because he could see that the LORD had eaten a lot, and it was a little hard to stand up. It was the best to have someone to support him.


    Tianmiao took a look and came to help her, with a smile on his face.


    "It''s said that you can cook hot pots. Tomorrow morning I''ll send someone to bring all the ingredients. Then I''ll eat hot pots in the yard and listen to the rain." Tianmiao said.


    Hot pot is a way of eating in the hometown of young master le. It is a small stove with a copper stove for soup, and all kinds of fresh meat and vegetables are rinsed in the soup. Just this soup and dip is very experience of people''s cooking.


    "Yes." The young master of music should come down, and then helped Tian Miao to go to the door slowly.


    Out of the door of the box, Mr. le was surprised to find that the steward and the boss had been guarding there for a long time.


    "Lord, please slow down." The boss came up, respectfully exhorted, and then said, "I hope you can forgive me for the poor reception."


    "No, it''s fine. He will not be allowed to pick up the guests next to him. Just wait for me. " Tianmiaochong, a man standing not far away, beckoned the man to come.


    The man with a round face, people are fat, see the sky to greet him, quickly trot over, looks like a ball rolling from, very lovely.


    "Lord, what can I do for you?" As soon as the man spoke, others knew that he was a eunuch. The voice is sharp and thin.


    "Give the boss some money. And tomorrow morning, I''ll send you fresh food. Tomorrow, I''ll cook a hot pot for you. " The way of heaven.


    "Yes." The fat eunuch took out a stack of silver tickets from his sleeve and handed them to the boss, "don''t treat Mr. Le badly."


    "Yes, yes." The boss took over a stack of banknotes with some fear. It seems to be a little thick. It''s several thousand taels. The boss''s corner of the eye more than light Piao an eye happy childe, the mood is a little complicated. Who would have thought that the "old and yellow" music childe, even when the plum blossom opened twice, ushered in the second spring. Of course, he also understood the meaning of beating in eunuch''s words, so he would not neglect young master Yue as before.


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