Madam, let's steam buns together

Lu Zhiyou has been doing portraits of all kinds of beauties for a long time, and he has read countless people. During the period, he saw all kinds of glamorous scenes. It must be because he is tired of aesthetics, or he has done corresponding training, so he will not be moved by his temptation.

But Yang Dabao is different.

Liu Qingsu looked at Yang Dabao, his eyes were full of certainty.

If he can pry Zhang Huaruo's corner, it means that Zhang Huaruo is nothing more than that, and Liu Qingsu can definitely overwhelm him and snatch Zhang Huaruo away from him.

He looked Yang Dabao up and down, and began to pick and choose.

He was quite tall and looked quite strong, unlike those lustful people he met before, those lustful people looked like flamboyant vases, they didn't have much ability and could only brag.

Yang Dabao has a loyal, brave and upright face, he looks like the kind of person who doesn't have any flirts, it's just that he knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart, who knows if there are other thoughts hidden under this honest and honest appearance.

As far as the people Liu Qingsu meets on a daily basis, the more honest they seem, the more dishonest they are in private.

After all, Azhan grew up in Qingyifang, and he can still see a little way. Seeing Liu Qingsu staring at Yang Dabao, he didn't show the hunger of wanting to eat buns at all, so he understood Liu Qingsu was interested in Yang Dabao, not Yang Dabao's buns.

He was a little flustered.

It is impossible for Liu Qingsu not to know that Yang Dabao is Zhang Huaruo's newlywed husband, and it is impossible not to know that Zhang Huaruo is the son of the current prime minister. No, who would dare to have that kind of thought for Yang Dabao?

Regardless of whether Liu Qingsu can accept Yang Dabao as a guest under the curtain, if this matter gets out, it would be fine if Zhang Huaruo and the Prime Minister's Mansion don't care about it, as long as one of them feels uncomfortable and wants to care about it, a little young How could Yifang dare to compete with the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

It should be because I thought too much, the master I just talked to shouldn't be so confused about the situation.

Azhan stood quietly beside Liu Qingsu, already making plans in his heart.

As long as Liu Qingsu shows even the slightest intention to seduce Yang Dabao later, when he returns to Qingyi Square, he will start to pretend to be sick tonight, so that another servant will be arranged to serve Liu Qingsu in the building, but he dare not follow This ambitious master is by his side.

Yang Dabao didn't know anything about the situation here, he was greeting the guests with a smile at this time, and he didn't have time to look around at all.

It was late noon, and there weren't many customers at the steamed stuffed bun stall, and Liu Qingsu was lined up in a short while. Liu Qingsu didn't go across the table to pick up the steamed stuffed bun that Yang Dabao handed over, but went around to Yang Dabao's side, leaning close to him.

Liu Qingsu usually uses flower petals to take a hot bath, and likes to put on makeup and powder. Naturally, there is an indelible fragrance on her body, which naturally floats into the range of Yang Dabao's sense of smell when she is so close. Kind of floral fragrance.

It smells good, but Yang Dabao is not used to being so close to others, so Yang Dabao took a step back, stuffed the bun into the opponent's hand, and continued to entertain other guests.

Liu Qingsu stared blankly at Yang Dabao, just...is it over?Yang Dabao never set his eyes on his face, didn't see what he looks like at all!

His outfit today can be said to be very eye-catching. Looking at the passers-by outside, at least half of the ten will stop their eyes on him, and his appearance is not bad at all. If Yang Dabao sees him clearly It's impossible to be so indifferent.

Liu Qingsu did not leave, but took the initiative to move closer to Yang Dabao, and asked softly, "Is this bun really as delicious as everyone said?"

Yang Dabao lowered his head and stuffed the buns: "You can taste it now, if you don't like it, then I won't charge you money."

Liu Qingsu frowned slightly, this Yang Dabao still didn't look at him, he just stared at the dough and fillings making buns the whole time, what's so good about buns, why is this person so dumb.

Originally, I didn't want to really eat the few buns I bought, but now I seem to have to eat a few mouthfuls before continuing to talk to Yang Dabao. Looking at the hot buns in his hand, Liu Qingsu showed a slightly disgusted expression, he never eats them This kind of food made by roadside stalls.

After managing the expression on her face at this moment, Liu Qingsu began to take a small bite of the steamed stuffed bun.

The quicksand buns were already sold out, and Liu Qingsu disliked the greasy meat buns, so he only ordered two plain buns with cabbage filling.

Originally, he thought that even if the steamed stuffed bun was not tasty, he would still act delicious to please Yang Dabao, but he didn't expect that the steamed stuffed bun was really delicious, and even the skin of the steamed stuffed bun was delicious. It was also chewy, which surprised Liu Qingsu.

Unknowingly finished one, when Liu Qingsu started to eat the second one, he stopped suddenly, and finally realized that he should have talked to Yang Dabao long ago, instead of just eating buns.

"Your buns are really delicious." The soft tone, with a hint of coquettishness, attracted the attention of another guest.

That person must have seen what kind of industry Liu Qingsu was engaged in, and his scrutinizing eyes began to be unceremoniously explicit.

Yang Dabao was still busy making buns, so he responded casually: "Guess, you just need to like it. Cabbage is wrapped for three Wen each, and the total is six Wen. Just throw the money into the wooden box over there."

Yang Dabao heard that this was the first time a customer came to his house to buy steamed stuffed buns, so he kindly guided the payment process, and took time out of his busy schedule to point out where the wooden box where the money was placed.

Liu Qingsu was unwilling to leave like this, and after putting the money into the box, she still stood by Yang Dabao's side and did not leave.

The movement finally caught Yang Dabao's attention, and he turned his face to look at the guest beside him.

Liu Qingsu raised her hand to straighten her temple hair, and smiled shyly.

Yang Dabao's gaze returned to his steamer in the next second, remembering that there was a layer of meat buns inside that should have been cooked long ago, and with a kick, he unconsciously pushed Liu Qingsu out. Liu Qingsu was afraid that she might fall to the ground directly.

Yang Dabao looked at Liu Qingsu who barely fell down a few steps away with embarrassment, and reminded him: "Guest, if you want to eat here before leaving, you should stand farther away. Standing so close to me, I don't want to leave." It’s a good activity, but it’s easy to bump into you, isn’t it.”

Liu Qingsu forced a smile on her face: "I just want to get closer to you, and I didn't want to disturb you. It's my fault. You won't blame me, will you?"

Yang Dabao was obviously taken aback, he frowned and looked at Liu Qingsu one more time, then turned around in doubt and went back to continue kneading the dough.

He was just a steamed bun seller, and this young man was just a customer who came to buy steamed stuffed buns. It sounded strange that they were so close to each other.

Liu Qingsu finally understood that this Yang Dabao was not a person with a slick mind who knew everything, so he no longer wanted to catch Yang Dabao's lust at the first meeting, but should let Yang Dabao leave an impression on him. , come back another day.

After going back and forth again and again, he didn't believe that Yang Dabao would still be enlightened.

"Since you're still busy, I won't bother you any more, and I'll come see you tomorrow." As he spoke, Liu Qingsu stretched out his fingers and stroked the back of Yang Dabao's hand lightly. Yang Dabao obviously froze. Liu Qingsu took this opportunity to Whispered in Yang Dabao's ear, "My name is Liu Qingsu, you have to remember."

Without waiting for Yang Dabao's next reaction, Liu Qingsu turned and left, leaving Yang Dabao with an invisible back.

Yang Dabao watched this strange guest get into a carriage, and the carriage slowly drove out of his field of vision. He looked down at the obvious finger marks on the back of his flour-stained hand, and put the back of his hand on the cloth apron, Wipe up and down a few times.

What does this guest mean, let him remember the name, the guest will come to buy buns tomorrow, and ask him to save a few buns so that they don't sell out?

Even if the cabbage buns are sold out, he can still make them fresh, unlike quicksand buns, which need to be steamed early in the morning for other processes, which is more cumbersome.

Anyway, happy to have one more repeat customer!

Waiting for the guests in the afternoon to gradually disappear, Yang Dabao packed up and pushed the cart home, Zhang Huaruo poured him good tea, seeing Yang Dabao's exhausted appearance felt a little distressed, so he walked behind Yang Dabao and asked Yang Dabao to put his hands on the table superior.

Yang Dabao didn't suspect him, so he did.

Zhang Huaruo began to relax his muscles by pinching his shoulders and arms. The technique was skillful, but the force was too light. In Yang Dabao's view, Zhang Huaruo was rubbing his arms lightly.

Zhang Huaruo had already seriously increased his strength, but Yang Dabao still felt as if a few feathers were flicking his sore arms, and the touch was not very obvious.

The touch is not obvious, but the visual experience is obvious.

Looking at the black and white white fingers on his own arm touching and pressing the acupuncture points, for some reason, Yang Dabao felt a little itchy in his heart.

Aware of this strangeness, Yang Dabao quickly looked away, but he didn't dare to look any further.

Curious about why Zhang Huaruo was so skilled in pressing acupuncture points, Yang Dabao asked aloud.

Zhang Huaruo smiled lightly and told him about his childhood.

In the early years, the little emperor was not full-fledged and still young. Many government affairs were assisted by Zhang Xieyi. He was often busy until late at night, and had to go to court early the next morning. He often had headaches, shoulder pains, and backaches.

Xiao Huaruo learned a set of massage techniques from his master Ye Wentian, and improved his understanding of acupuncture points in the human body. Occasionally, he rubbed Zhang Xieyi's shoulders and pressed acupuncture points.

Zhang Xieyi didn't think that Xiao Huaruo's method would work at first, but it was his son's intention anyway, so he let Xiao Huaruo try this method of eliminating physical fatigue on him, but he didn't expect it to be true. It worked a little bit, and I felt refreshed after a few hours of sleep the next day.

Now that the little emperor is able to control the power alone, and all the imperial power is gradually returning to him, Zhang Xieyi doesn't have to work so hard, and he doesn't use this trick anymore.

But now it seems that it can still be used. If Yang Dabao finds it effective, he can often massage Yang Dabao to get rid of fatigue in the future.

However, this method has a small disadvantage, that is, the effect will not be obvious until the next day, and there will not be a particularly obvious feeling of relaxation just after pressing.

Watching Zhang Huaruo carefully press the time for one stick of incense, his body seemed to be a little more comfortable, but it was not so obvious. Yang Dabao didn't want Zhang Huaruo to do nothing, so he patted the back of Zhang Huaruo's fingers lightly, signaling that he didn't need to press the button again. go down.

Zhang Huaruo stopped, thought for a while, and was about to go out of the house to ask the wolfberry to boil a pot of hot water, but before the others went out, the wolfberry outside the house seemed to have sensed Zhang Huaruo's thoughts, and suddenly popped its head from outside the house.

It’s not a big deal if it’s just poking a head into it suddenly, the key is that the wolfberry’s face is a bit scary now, the corners of the eyes are so red, at first glance, it looks like a grimace on a stage, Zhang Huaruo, who was so frightened and defenseless, took several steps back one after another .

Afraid that Zhang Huaruo would fall, Yang Dabao got up to support him, and subconsciously supported Zhang Huaruo's lower back, because the inertia of Zhang Huaruo's fall brought Yang Dabao backwards, and behind Yang Dabao was the stool he had been sitting on before, so Yang Dabao Dabao sat back on the stool, and Zhang Huaruo sat on his lap.

The atmosphere paused for a few seconds, Zhang Huaruo regained his composure and was about to get up, but Yang Dabao somehow wrapped his arms around Zhang Huaruo's waist tightly, obviously not wanting Zhang Huaruo to leave.

Seeing this situation in the room, Wolfberry retreated quietly, tears still streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Damn, I cut the chili just now, and forgot to wash my hands and wiped the corners of my eyes twice. Now the hot pepper has been shedding tears, and it didn’t get better after washing it many times. Taking advantage of the young master and uncle needing a private space for a while, he hurried to use clean water to re-apply. Wash your eyes several times.