He carried the fishing rod and the fire fish, walked back all the way, picked up a razor to clean the scales, and cut it a few times on the fish's belly. After the fish was cleaned, he thought carefully.

"Is it to make soup or to fry?"

"I want convenience!"

He continued to pretend that he didn't hear it.

Finally, he said 'hmm', "It's better to be lighter this morning."

So he waved to the servant. He had great skills in knife skills, but... cooking fires? He knew how to leave the kitchen in the courtyard so that he would not accidentally burn the entire kitchen.

The fish soup was boiled for an hour and the soup was milky white.

Zhou Yanqing held it in her arms for an hour and could not hold it in her stomach even with her arms around her.

She twitched her nose and smelled the smell of fish soup. After a moment of stunnedness, her face turned slightly darker.

She touched the room in the spot and didn't know what this small black room is usually used for. There were only a few small wooden sticks inside. She grabbed the stick and pointed it at the doors and windows and knocked it.

Anyway, she can't think of peace outside, she continues to make noise.

The white-clad national teacher Chu Liumu sat on the stone pier in the courtyard, looking at the small dark room from afar, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

He glanced at the dark room and tasted a bite of the mellow fish soup. He took another look and tasted a bite.

The slow posture seemed to be very content.

It seemed that the noise from the dark room made him feel good. With this noise, he had a big appetite and drank half a bowl of fish soup than usual.

but……

"Master, Emperor Yong Yin keeps making trouble. We can't stand it anymore. Emperor Yong Yin is too noisy!"

A servant looked depressed. His master was able to hold on, but his servants couldn't hold on.

The other end of Emperor Yong Yin was like a naughty child, making noise hard, and the noise was really annoying.

The national teacher thought about it, "By the way."

His eyebrows were full of soft colors, and he said warmly: "Prepare a urine bucket and let Emperor Yong Yin solve it there so that he won't pack it up anywhere... and it will be troublesome."

The servant twitched his lips and took his life.

Not long.

On the side of the small dark room, Zhou Yanqing sat cross-legged on the ground, shaking his wrists, and knocking on the door frame with a wooden root.

When the left hand is sore, change to the right hand and continue to knock.

Suddenly, she heard something moving on the roof.

I raised my little face and looked at it, and saw that the thatch on the roof was taken away.

Then with a clang, a clean urine bucket was thrown into the rooftop skylight.

Zhou Yanqing: “…”

Seeing the clean urine bucket lying horizontally, rolling in circles on the ground, her forehead twitched.

When she looked up again, she saw the skylight on the roof covered with thatch.

she:"……"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!

Continue to create noise.

"I'm hungry! I want to have a meal!"

But her voice was almost smoking, but the old god named Chu was there. After breakfast, she sat on a rattan chair in the yard, slowly savoring the tea. Her leisurely demeanor was full of time and quiet.

Chu Liumu is very stable and ignores the noise interference.

Emperor Yong Yin kept arguing, but the national master seemed to be listening to a song, and finally went to the rattan chair. Following Emperor Yong Yin's singing, he started to beat the clock one after another.

Do you think you are listening to an opera??

The attendants on the mountain looked miserable, but since the national guru could handle it, everyone had to continue to endure the annoying noise.

Until noon.
Chapter completed!