Chapter 7: My wife's hands are so tender

ping several people, the other side covets their family's money, so they are killed! Sun Erniang had no choice but to come here and Zhang Qing, the vegetable garden, pretended to be husband and wife,...the maid cold hummed: "look at your five short stature, dressed in sackcloth, at most is only a cookie seller, what can you do"

"I'm a cookie seller, but I can cure body odor."

this Wu Yuemei was born as a daughter. After she married Ximen Qing, because of her strong body odor, the husband and wife still did not get married.

although she dresses herself up like a ripe peach, she is actually a big girl with no experience.

husband and wife live a disharmonious life, but they worry about the beauty.

hearing Wu Zhi say this, Wu Yuemei hurriedly got up. She saluted Wu Zhi Ying Ying: "dare to ask, sir, is there really a cure"

"of course I do, but I'm afraid the Simon lady won't believe me."

"as long as the husband really has a way, no matter how much money, the slave family is willing to pay!"

Wu Zhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly. When he was a child, he studied martial arts at the Shaolin Temple, and his head was often broken. It so happened that there was a floor-sweeping monk in a courtyard of the Shaolin Temple.

this monk knows the art of medicine. Wuzhi has been with him for a long time and knows a little bit about it. Among them, there are ways to cure body odor. Of course there are methods for

, but I have just come to Yanggu County. Many guys have not brought anything and need to be rearranged. The aunt only needs to give me ten taels of silver and will be able to deliver the things tomorrow. "

Wu Yuemei was desperate for a cure for body odor, so without saying a word, she took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi smiled and said, "the lady will wait at home with peace of mind. I will give you the good things soon."

take ten taels of silver, turn around and walk away with Pan Jinlian.

on the way back, Pan Jinlian looked at Wuzhi with a very strange look.

the way she hesitated, she was so lovely that Wuzhi could not help shaking her index finger. Wu Zhi smiled at Pan Jinlian and said, "if you have anything to say, please ask."

Pan Jinlian patted her sexy lip flap and asked in a low voice, "official, do you really have a way to treat the Ximen lady"

"my wife can just watch. You, man, and I know a lot of things."

looking at Wu Zhi's confident smile, Pan Jinlian was stunned in a trance. If she hadn't been with Wu Shik all the time, she might have thought that the person in front of her was not the cowardly and incompetent Wu Dalang at all.

somehow, for a moment, Pan Jinlian suddenly found that her man was still very good-looking.

"what are you waiting for let's go, let's go home."

Wu Zhi, holding Pan Jinlian's hand, crossed the street and went back to his door.

Pan Jinlian is holding a light blue dress in her hand, just like holding a treasure, with a light smile at the corners of her mouth and a faint color of happiness in her eyes.

"official, I'll go upstairs and put away my clothes. Come down and knead the dough with you. "

as soon as she entered the room, Pan Jinlian hurried upstairs, while Wu Zhi smiled at her and said, "how can I do this kind of rough work for you" Leave it to me to make money. "

with that, Wuzhi rolled up his sleeves and began to work.

even in modern times, Wuzhi is praised as a business genius by many entrepreneurs. He has a strong sense of making money. As long as it is the industry in which he invests, he must make a lot of money!

Wu Zhi wants to mass-produce before ordinary people get tired of grabbing cakes with spring onions and oil, and then invest the money they earn in another industry.

in fact, when he saw Wu Yuemei, Ximen Qing's wife, Wu Zhi already knew what he was going to rely on to make money.

No matter in what dynasty, women's money is best earned!

while Wu Shih was kneading dough, Pan Jinlian changed into coarse cloth clothes, rolled up her bright and white hands, and stood beside Wu Shih to knead the dough together.

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the couple stood side by side, although they did not speak, there was always a vaguely ambiguous smell in the air.

Pan Jinlian didn't even know how to tilt the corners of her eyes before, but now she always floats at Wuzhi from time to time.

floated, inadvertently two people's hands touched each other.

how could Wuzhi miss such an opportunity and seize Pan Jinlian's tender and soft hands at the moment.

Pan Jinlian struggled slightly, but Wuzhi grasped it firmly. Her struggle was like a small fish. The more jubilant she was, the stronger the feeling she brought to Wuzhi.

"my lady, your hands are so young." Wuzhi said without shame.

Pan Jinlian was shamed by Wu Zhi. Her delicate and flamboyant face was just like an apple in autumn.

Pan Jinlian hurriedly diverted her attention and found that Wuzhi had prepared a lot of flour. These ingredients were not necessarily sold out for more than ten days on weekdays. Now she couldn't help asking, "officials, can we sell so many cakes"

Wu Zhi was about to speak when a woman's voice was suddenly heard outside the door: "is Jinlian home"

Pan Jinlian hurriedly said, "it's Gan Niang!"

she came in with a baggage and saw Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian kneading dough with a look of disdain: "I said Dalang, not Gan Niang talking about you. Even if you do this kind of rough work by yourself, how can you let Jinlian follow "

as she said, the Wangma handed the burden to Pan Jinlian: "Jinlian, go and wash your hands quickly and bounce all the dust off your body. If you get this dress dirty, you can't afford it."

this lady made a lot of demands on Pan Jinlian, as if she was holding an imperial edict from the emperor, and almost asked Pan Jinlian to burn incense and take a bath.

"Hey."

Pan Jinlian obediently turned to wash her hands when Wu Zhi suddenly grabbed her soft arm.

Wu Zhi stared straight at Wang's wife and said, "what's in this package"

"what else could it be Of course, they are the clothes of a large family, and they are all filled with silk and satin, which you can't even see on weekdays. "

"in that case, take it somewhere else!" Wuzhi is not tall, but what he said was loud and enlightening!

in the past, Wu Dalang was a cowardly coward who dared not even say a word loudly with others. Wang Po was bluffed by Wu Zhi at first, but she soon reacted and yelled at Wu Zhi.

"Wu Da, don't be ungrateful! Do you know how much these clothes are worth "

Wuzhi smiled coldly: "I don't know, and I don't want to know!" We can earn the money ourselves, so we won't bother you! "

"besides, don't come to my house in the future, and don't use these messy clothes to practice my wife!" From now on, my wife will not make any female celebrities for other people's families! "

"you, you." The king's wife was choked by Wu Zhi and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Hello!" If you sell a few broken cakes, the tail will go to heaven, won't it You wait, I just need a word, so that you can not sell any of this broken cake! Don't kneel at the threshold and beg me! "

Wang Po left Wuzhi's house angrily. As soon as she entered the teahouse, Ximen Qing couldn't wait to meet her.

"Gan Niang! How are things going "

Wangma snorted coldly and threw the burden on the table: "this Wu Dalang seems to be suspicious and won't let Pan Jinlian come into contact with others."

soon, a sinister smile appeared on the wrinkled old face of the old woman: "he is a stinky cake seller, dare to fight with me!" Then there will be his bitter fruit! "

Ximen Qing asked, "what is Gan Niang going to do"th, and when they were unable to communicate with each other, they immediately launched a mass murder.Black Thirteen wanted to kill Wuzhi, waving his machete in the crowd and killing the Jin people on...