Lu Jingyan felt that the feeling of the children being away from home should not be too wonderful, and he had the leisure time when they returned to the initial courtyard with Chaole.

In my heart, I also felt a little regretful that I promised my fourth brother to accept Lu Wuyou, the nephew.

Although the child is indeed pitiful, thinking about him, Chaole's emotional intelligence is worrying. At first he thought that this girl understood his thoughts, but who knew that he was like a turtle, and his head was poked back by his words. Now he was huddled in the turtle shell, carrying her own cognition, and he was useless to say whatever he did now and make any hints.

Early in the morning, Zhao Ma and Uncle Zhao waited for Lu Jingyan and Chaole to have breakfast, packed their food and went up the mountain, and they had to go and see the large pieces of vegetables planted in the back mountain.

In the pavilion, Chaole had the idea of ​​supporting the mind, and the thoughts in his mind were like wild weeds growing wildly. After getting up early in the morning and having breakfast, he stopped resting. After taking the banknotes, he began to draw the pots and pans she wanted to make endlessly.

Lu Jingyan didn't agree with it when he sat down to draw something after breakfast, but when he looked at Chaole, who was in high spirits, he endured it several times, but finally did not speak out to stop Chaole from doing things. After all, he still remembered the look he looked last night.

"I think the dishes you mentioned look good, and the pot is also good. Then draw a more drawing for me." Lu Jingyan sat aside, waiting for Chaole to finish his work, and then spoke slowly.

"Where are the tables and the pictures I drew yesterday. Don't you think they are also beautiful and practical?" She put them together, but they can be separated. Now, thinking about the few drawings that were blocked by Lu Jingyan last night were also good, and the one alone was very practical.

Looking at Chaole's expression of seeking credit and reward for praise, Lu Jingyan couldn't help laughing.

Of course, this caused a little dissatisfaction from a certain woman. She had just been with Lu Jingyan for a long time and had subconscious actions. She felt a little embarrassed when she came to her senses. However, this man laughed at her in public, that was that he was wrong.

"The table is indeed good, but it is not suitable for small places." People who cannot achieve consumption capacity will not be able to use it, so they can do it, but at that time they can only sell it to places above the city. There are many high-ranking officials and nobles in those places.

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Seeing Chaole frown and not speaking, Lu Jingyan couldn't help but tease her, "Didn't you say that those drawings were useless last night?"

"Ah--" Zhao Le looked up in a daze, who had already lowered his head and was about to continue drawing pictures. After a while, he couldn't help but blush. Yes, she despised them last night, and at this time she thought they could earn money for her.

"Okay, you can draw all the drawings you want to make for Brother Li in two. I will arrange for someone to make a batch to sell in Fucheng. You can also do hot pot business, but you can't make spicy tastes, and make them non-spicy. There are many kinds of non-spicy tastes." Lu Jingyan thought about it and came up with an idea.

"Then let's start at the same time. Hotpot business and table pots are made at the same time. When the business starts, these hotpot tables and supporting pots will definitely be sold. Prepare some goods and don't be afraid of not being sold." Chaole is still confident in this. She learned from Lu Jingyan that the food in this world is relatively single. If there is a novel food, rich families will definitely buy it.

"Okay, then you draw it, I'll make some arrangements." Lu Jingyan picked up the drawings Chaole had drawn before and stood up and left.

With the plan, it seems that I can see that the silver is about to fly to me, and Chaole is even more excited to paint.

I haven't heard of it for a whole morning. When Lu Jingyan came back, he saw Chaole, who was still drawing in the pavilion. He walked into the pavilion with a very light pace. When he approached Chaole, he ran into the cup by the table, which shocked people.

"You are back so soon." Rubbing your eyes, putting down the charcoal pen, looking at the green plants around you, and resting your eyes.

"If you are tired, take a rest. If you can't finish it, don't rush. Let's do some first and take the rest slowly." He is not short of money, so he won't let Chaole work so hard. He can have hobbies, but if he is tired, he will not agree.

She was really tired of painting. She was too devoted just now. Now that she returned to reality, she felt her hands were so sore that she couldn't even hold the pen. So she stood up and kept shaking her hands, walking back and forth.

"What are you doing--" His hand was suddenly held by Lu Jingyan, and Chaole's body was tense. He subconsciously wanted to retract his hand. He shrank his force several times but couldn't break free. He could only stare at Lu Jingyan.

Looking at Chaole's astonished look, a smile flashed in Lu Jingyan's eyes, and soon returned to normal. His tone was calm and said: "I'll rub it for you, is it sore?" When he asked, his hands moved at the right time.

She frowned and wanted to say no, but the man's movements were so professional that she pressed them just right, and even made her scream comfortably.

Fortunately, she felt ashamed in time and bit her lower lip with her teeth, preventing the comfortable sound from coming out.

Feeling that Chaole had changed from initial resistance to now natural acceptance, Lu Jingyan's mood improved a lot, and the massage movements were getting better and better. Chaole was so comfortable that she sat back and then asked the man to lay her hands opposite her.

Gradually, she felt drowsy.

As soon as his head tilted, a hand appeared quickly and dragged her head in time. The hand he was pressing and rubbing did not stop, but he turned sideways and moved the stool to Chaole, and placed her head lightly on his shoulder.

When Zhao Ma and Uncle Zhao came back, they saw such a harmonious and warm picture.

Standing at the door, Zhao Ma didn't move for a long time.

Uncle Zhao pulled his wife's hand and then pulled the person into the kitchen quickly.

"Why do I feel like we're back so badly?" Zhao Ma looked at the kitchen door and whispered to her husband beside her.

Uncle Zhao actually had feelings, but he was not easy to say, even if he was a man, and he was not as delicate as a woman, so he just gave up with a nod.

Zhao Ma had long been used to her husband's character and continued, "We'll cook in a while now."

"Why do I go and ask?" Uncle Zhao said as he was about to go out.

But Zhao Ma asked her to retreat and looked at her husband with a look of despise.

"I don't ask how we cook. Don't mess with the young master if we prepare." Uncle Zhao felt that his thoughts were correct. Over the years, the young master finally found someone he liked. It is normal for such a good opportunity to try more.
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