So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 217: Daily

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Qu Hong didn't come to "teach" Chen He at all, but instead slipped a fat man named Shi Zhonghuo over to "teach" Chen He.

"At the beginning of the human being, the nature is good, the nature is similar, and the habits are far apart."

"..."

Chen He looked at the drunk rough men laughing and laughing in the far room, and looked at Qu Hong, who was squatting on the kitchen stove holding a broken three-character scripture, and reading to the fat Dun, he couldn't find anything for a while.

"What do you mean?" Qu Hong touched Mr. Beard.

It's weird that Shi Zhonghuo knew it. It stared at Qu Hong inexplicably, then took a careful look at Chen He.

"Stay at the door, don't let anyone come in." Qu Ye asked the little apprentice.

Chen He didn't understand why he recite the three-character sutra, and he asked him to go outside to check the wind. Out of the trust of "This is Master Shi Feng and my Master", he touched his nose and went out.

As soon as I stood by the door, I saw a horror when I turned around.

Qu Hong picked up the bellyband rope from the fire neck in the stone, looked around at no one, and directly stuffed the chubby into the stove.

"..." Chen He almost tripped over the threshold.

With his cigarette in his mouth, Qu Ye moved to the side of the stove, and flipped through the scrolls: "What this means is to tell you that everyone is born the same, but the place you stay is different. Not the same, it becomes good and evil...cough, the fire of causing trouble, and the fire of well-behaved."

Shi Zhong Huo sat on the burning pyre, dumbfounded.

"Do you think the fire here is so powerful?" Qu Hong asked with a smile.

Pang Dun snorted immediately.

"What can it do, how about you?"

Shi Zhonghuo looked at Qu Hong blankly.

"The firewood in the stove is almost burned out, so I won't add it. Come on, simmer the pot of soup on the stove." Qu Hong didn't know where he took out a handful of zongzi candy, and Liang showed it to Fat Dun. I will give it to you."

He patted his belly proudly.

Not rare, it has.

As a result, I photographed the sticky syrup in one hand. I was dumbfounded by the fire in the stone, staring blankly at my chubby palm. The flame shook happily, and quickly licked the sticky sugar marks in my fingertips. gone.

Ye Qu slowly smoked his cigarette: "Huowa is so good, I will give you a zongzi candy first."

Pang Dun raised his hand to catch it, and began to stare puffed up.

The heat in the stove is soaring, it is conceivable that the zongzi candy has melted again...

Shi Zhonghuo almost howled, and Qu Hong quickly stuffed it with another candy.

"Tweet?" Fatty was blank.

"Whether it is better to hold it in your hand or burn it out?" Qu Hong knocked on the stove with a cigarette stick, then hurriedly retracted. After a while, the cigarette stick became hot.

Shi Zhonghuo was greedy, holding the zongzi candy and refusing to let it go, and when he encountered the flames, he immediately waved the flame away in anger-this is its candy, only allowed to lick it by himself.

After the repeated tossing, the stove didn't burn, the sugar was gone, and the hot soup on the stove was boiling.

Qu Hong didn't see well, so he hurriedly greeted the little apprentice to come in, dragged the stone fire out of the stove, and then slipped away unconsciously.

After a while, the aroma of the broth drifted into the hall.

The guys who smelled the taste clamored to add a bowl of sober.

"Weird, the soup on the stove was not prepared for tomorrow? Who forgot to remove the fire?" The working women rushed to look at the fragrant hot soup, and almost nothing The stack of firewood was dumbfounded.

"Impossible, even if the fire is kept, at least I have to simmer until the evening..."

There is no need to stretch out the chopsticks, they just smell the smell, they know that the meat in the soup is thoroughly cooked, and the bones and muscles are crisp

It can't be seen by light, the soup will be cold if the fire is extinguished without being scooped out, and people have to put up their doubts and get busy.

The broth was exhausted, and two strong servants somehow tried to pick up the cauldron to see if there was any mystery underneath. As a result, this was too much to handle and the whole stove collapsed.

In an instant, people kneeled in shock.

Look carefully again. The stump of the stove is solidly built with black marks. What kind of fire can burn the stove? Suddenly, a group of people were bluffed and knocked their heads desperately at the New Year picture of Lord Stove.

As for the culprit, Chen He has been carried to the corner of the backyard.

"Fish." He took a handful of chubby dumplings and began to firmly ask Chen He for what he had just agreed to.

Where did Chen He go to find fish for it, and couldn't help but press it on the stone bench: "Be honest."

Fatty stared at him angrily.

Chen He looked at Qu Hong vigilantly, for fear that he would find a copy of Mencius and read to Shi Zhonghuo, "Fish, what I want". Shi Feng said that Nan Hongzi traveled the world and did everything. Now thinking about it, he must have never been a school teacher.

Qu Hong sighed and knocked off Fat Dun’s outstretched hand: "Fish, money? You understand?"

Chen He:...

In the following days, the dog flies and the dog jumps——Qu Hong brought the fire in the stone to the river outside the city, and even though the fat dun threw in the puddles to catch the fish, he was covered in mud. Although he could not tell, he still had more A group of mud children followed it enviously.

A few days later, Chen He saw a fat man dragging a herring to show off.

"Fish!" I patted the gills proudly, and then smoked from the fish body, the fragrance overflowed, and the scales were browned.

Ye Qu chased after him and stopped with a bunch of noises: "You can't eat it, you cleaned the belly of the fish, and the scales are scraped--"

The voice stopped abruptly, because the fire in the stone burned all those burdens.

"What do you dare to do, look at the wind!" Qu Hong turned around and caught Chen He and shouted.

"..."

Sure enough, some people sneaked out of the courtyard and stretched their heads out of the courtyard after a while: "What kind of smell is this, is it grilled fish? Ask the brothers to order wine and food?"

"Come in for the fun, kids fooling around!"

Qu Hong held his cigarette in a serious manner, patted his sleeves and went out, and took a satisfied look at the little apprentice standing next to the courtyard gate filled with wooden stakes.

The rough man was surprised: "Master Qu, you are always here."

"It's okay, I will eat in the house later."

At noon that day, there was a stocky grilled herring on the table. In some places it was too dark, and some places were still half-baked. The most important thing was that there was no salt at all, even those who are used to eating coarse food. With a bitter face, I tore a piece of fish and dipped it in the sauce and served with rice.

"Master Qu, we have made a lot of money in this business." Why have to eat this.

"Dislike the craftsmanship of the apprentice's baby?" Qu Hong squinted.

"No no, how could it?"

The rough guys laughed dryly, and immediately bored their heads.

Shi Zhonghuo kicked his fat leg, sitting on the side of the stool, looking curiously, and then leaning into Chen He's ear and saying, "It's unpalatable."

Referring to Qu Hong, indicating that he was talking, and grinning openly, like every urchin who succeeded in a prank.

Chen He wanted to call Fat Dun Shao toss, but although this alley is deep, there are many yards, but there are a lot of people living in them. Everyone rushes to and fro without knocking the door. Chen He is often called by Qu Hong to watch the wind. .

When the weather got hotter and everyone was sweating profusely in a single gown, Qu Ye finally taught Shi Zhonghuo to say something awkward.

Its face is so fat that it can't see the facial features clearly. The good saying is that this baby is blessed, and the unsounding is obese, and it is regarded by others as something wrong with its brain.

The origin of Qu Ye's apprentice is mysterious, and the children he brought with him were a little weird. They were originally the target of many people's inquiries. After hearing that the child's head was a little bad, and seeing the chubby and clumsy appearance, his vigilance changed to pity.

"Hey, Brother Chen, you don't look like such a big kid."

The rough guys have nothing to do, and ran over to talk to Chen Hekeng.

Chen He has never encountered a person of this kind in his two lifetimes--not his own subordinates (senior brother's subordinates are his own subordinates), not enemies, or "neighbors" or "allies" with good strength and worthy contact. .

Chen He’s humility and estrangement used to deal with passers-by is obviously incompatible with Qu Hong’s subordinates. They are a group of people who drink alcohol and eat meat with their hands. They can fall asleep without a house, and their hearts are wider than the yellow river. Man.

They didn't dare to ask more about Qu Ye. When they arrived at home, the servants were talking about it. After listening to them, they went to Chen He one after another.

——What Qu's disciple, based on their years of experience in the world, this must be a deceptive statement.

Chen He deliberately showed the clues that made people guess. It was a certain big family or a certain faction. In an emergency, no one can entrust the child, so he asked for refuge in Qu Ye.

Everyone looked around, the baby was like a fool, and it was useless to save it, so they turned their eyes to Chen He.

"Actually, that was his brother." Chen He thought about it, and gave Shi Zhonghuo his identity.

"I'll just say it!!"

A rough guy patted his thigh fiercely and shouted: "Brother Chen is so handsome, how can he be a nurseryman, at least he must be a master, the kind that ladies often marry in the drama ."

Chen He:...

The rough guys echoed in succession: "That's right, I'm still clever!"

After investigating Chen He's identity, they are no longer interested in asking more.

Since Qu Ye is not afraid of trouble accepting these two "comers for refuge", and usually smiles at each other, they may count up any friendship, they are happy to play stupid.

"Brother Chen, have you been to the capital, let me tell you--"

The way for the rough men to open the chatterbox is very simple. They squatted together in Yanzhi Lane of Kanjingcheng, Jinling Qinhuai River. All said as if they had actually been there, and they kept nodding their heads to admit that there was something like this.

"The northern girl plays the pipa, she played the other way around, right?"

"..."

This is not a girl, but a stone mural.

"Where, the girl in the Yangzhou Louzi is so versatile, gentle like water, with long sleeves and beautiful eyes, but she gets a little bit more powder." Another man pretended to read all the sails. Shaking his head to comment.

Yes, this one is visiting the theater.

Who knows the roots of the Escorts? It's not easy to reveal the short story in front of Chen He. They only laughed loudly, and even arrogantly took out a shabby book, and patted the big blue stone next to it.

"What kind of atmosphere are you blowing? This is the licensed product I brought from Qinhuai River, real guy, understand?"

Chen He lowered his head and suddenly discovered that this "Chun/Gong Album" was so rough that only two people could be seen. The face was drawn with crooked melons and jujubes, and the upper body and the legs were out of proportion. It was simply uneven ink, fat and thin. Mess up.

His calm appearance made Yigan’s back betting that the red-faced rough guys on the scene of the "unknown age of love" were unexpected

"How much did the seller charge you? I was cheated!" Chen He looked at each other sympathetically.

You guys, look at me, I look at you, suddenly there was a low cry.

"Oh, I heard that a wealthy member of the family can buy such a good album. Brother Chen has seen it?"

"I heard that some mysterious Jianghu sects still have ways to harvest yin and replenish yang!"

"Are there any? Where can I buy it? Money is not a problem. It will be fine if I can't eat meat in a month."

"There is still money for wine!"

"Brother Chen, point to the road!"

There was a lot of noise, and Chen He vaguely remembered that there really seemed to be a stack of beautifully drawn spring/gong pictures in his storage bag. I bought it in Yuzhou, but I couldn't get it.

Because...cough, don't mention it.

Qu Hong came out from the house to look around, and saw Chen He standing outside watching the wind, chatting with his subordinates, and smiled meaningfully: This little apprentice is far from the world and unkind. The taste and temperament of the exercises will only go more and more biased. It's too easy to break, so it's good to dye him a little smoke.

East China Sea.

"You say it again?" Shi Feng looked at his subordinates coldly, and Yuzhou Moxiu was about to shiver.

"Mozun...Master Chen, he has not returned yet."