Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Li Wangyou graciously invited Cheng Yaojin father and son into his home, and immediately asked his Niu Family brother to go to the village to help him buy pigs for slaughter, and send them to the kitchen after they were killed.

Since Cheng Yaojin said he wanted to eat a pig-killing feast, Li Wangyou would naturally not refuse.

Actually, Cheng Yaojin will suddenly come to Dingzhou Village with his three sons today, not for a meal of bastard, it’s just an excuse that’s all.

Cheng Yaojin, this product, looks like a mess, in fact, very shrewd. To use the saying goes as the saying goes in later generations, it is like a pig with a bright heart.

He has already seen that Li Wangyou will definitely not be in the pool in the future, so he naturally doesn’t mind to burn the stove now and make a good bond.

Of course, the premise is that Cheng Yaojin really looks at Li Wangyou. Otherwise, no matter how talented Li Wangyou is, he will not bring three prostitutes to Dingzhou Village to eat Great Family.

Since Cheng Yaojin brought these three aunts to the door, Li Heng’s smile on Old Zhang’s face has not broken. The look of dog legs makes Li Wangyou gnash the teeth.

The beauty boss learned that Cheng Yaojin was visiting with his three sons, and he quickly came out of the backyard for paid respect.

For Cheng Yaojin, Su Changqing is also very curious, this is the first living “Great Tang celebrity” she saw.

“The little girl has seen Duke of Lu.”

“wow hahaha, no courtesy and no courtesy, little girl, I heard that you are the cousin of Virtuous nephew, then you are also called old together Man Uncle.” Cheng Yaojin deliberately increased the tone of the word “cousin”, and while talking, he winked at Li Wangyou.

This old but still lecherous bastard!

Li Wangyou rolled the eyes speechlessly. Sure enough, no one believed that the beautiful boss was his cousin!

Su Changqing’s face was slightly red, but he was not nervous, and gave another blessing: “Yes, my niece has seen Uncle Cheng.”

Cheng Yaojin would not go to Su. Changqing’s identity problem, he was disinclined to pay attention to this kind of thing, just smiled and revealed it.

As soon as Cheng Yaojin entered the front yard of Li Family, he noticed the chairs made by the beautiful boss in the front yard.

Especially the rocking chair that the beautiful boss asked the carpenter to build, let this old fogey seeing others do what one loves to do, one is inspired to try it again, after pondering the function, I just sit on it. It was very pleasant to shake.

“Virtuous nephew, you little baby is so sensible, how can you have such a good thing and dont know how to honor your elders? Forget it, I dont care about you, Da Lang, Erlang, Saburo, remember to go Time to take this chair away.”

Cheng Yaojin’s words made Li Wangyou completely stupid, fuck, is this Great Tang’s Founding Duke or a bandit?

Oh, yes, this guy turned out to be a bandit who had been in Wagangzhai!

Damn! Does this count as an introduction of a wolf into the room?

Li Wangyou entangled whether to let old steward Li Heng put away all the valuable things at home? But looking at the look of Li Heng’s dog legs, I guess he would take the initiative to stuff them to Cheng Yaojin, right?

“Uncle Cheng, I have asked the guards at home to buy pigs and kill pigs. Since I have nothing to do, how about not equal to me playing mahjong?” Li Wangyou suddenly turned his eyes and thought A bad idea.

Great Tang naturally has not yet created the national quintessence of mahjong. The earliest record of playing mahjong in China only began in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and Mahjong was probably only invented at that time.

But because I was bored a few days ago, in order to pass the time, Li Wangyou specially asked the carpenters in the village to help him build a wooden mahjong.

Now at home, including the four servant girls, Li Heng, Pei Lan and Niu Family brothers have all learned how to play mahjong as an “entertainment activity”. They have nothing to do, Li Wangyou and Su Changqing Let the people in the house play mahjong with them.

Li Wangyou didn’t feel angry with Cheng Yaojin, an old man. He ran to his home to eat and take. He wanted to seduce Cheng Yaojin to play mahjong and win some copper from him.

As a native of Sichuan, Li Wangyou will naturally play mahjong. I dare not say it is an expert, but he also plays Li Residence invincible.

The beautiful boss is of average level, just can play, but there is nothing to do in Great Tang, the addiction of the beautiful boss playing mahjong is not small.

“What is Mahjong?” Cheng Yaojin strangely said.

Li Wangyou led Cheng Family father and son to the mahjong table and poured out the mahjong. Together with Su Changqing, he narrated the rules of mahjong in detail, but Cheng Yaojin and his three sons were very tickled.

“Virtuous nephew, did you make this mahjong again?”

“Also.” Li Wangyou agreed to have no shame very much, and it was used by the beautiful boss Cover your face with your hands, sorry to see the cheeky of this stuff.

“This mahjong is interesting. Come on, sit down and try.” Cheng Yaojin is not welcome, and Dama Jindao sits at the mahjong table: “Dalang, you come too, Erlang Saburo is here Watching the battle.”

Li Wangyou glanced at the beautiful boss with a smile, and took her to sit at the mahjong table.

After teaching Cheng Yaojin father and son how to shuffle and lay the cards, the four began a sparrow war.

Li Wangyou stretched out his hand to pick up a mahjong tile from the wall of mahjong, and rubbed his right thumb with his thumb: “Yaoji!”

With a snap, he turned over the tiles and it turned out to be one .

This act of touching the hidden cards made Cheng Yaojin and his three sons bright in their eyes, and they felt really chic and tight.

In fact, Li Wangyou is just pretending to be compelling. He played Li Residence’s invincible card skills and was slightly better than a rookie in his previous life. Anyway, every time he goes to his hometown in Sichuan, he plays mahjong with his classmates and relatives , Are the lives of ten fights and nine losses.

However, his skill is also enough to show off in front of Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chumo such early scholars. After he deliberately released the water, Cheng Yaojin played a few games and was happy to be laughed heartily.

Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi who watched the battle looked itchy, but couldn’t make it to the table, so they wanted to let their brothers give way.

Cheng Chumo, who has just tasted the sweetness of Mahjong, will not be able to give up his position at this time, facing the plea of two younger brothers, only if he has not heard.

When Li Wangyou saw that the fire was almost over, he smiled like a fox stealing a hen: “Uncle Cheng, it’s boring to play like this, why don’t you bring a color head?”

“Wow hahaha, Virtuous nephew is right, then bring a little color, how about a consistent one?” Cheng Yaojin has just learned how to count in Classical Chinese Studies, and just now he has just played all the cards.

Li Wangyou glanced at the beauty boss, and immediately nodded agreed.

Everyone began to rustling sound again, and the battle started again. I have to say that Li Wangyou is lucky today, and Cheng Yaojin father and son are both new learners, how to be his opponent.

“Take it yourself! All right and right Hus, a total of eight times, Uncle Cheng, Chumo brother, hehe, Chenghui all eight.” Li Wangyou knocked down the cards in his hand, smiling very brightly.

“Accounting and accounting will be calculated together later.” Cheng Yaojin shouted impatiently.

Li Wangyou immediately called the old steward Li Heng to keep accounts for everyone, and everyone started fighting again.

“Huh!”

“Uncle Cheng, sorry, fire a gun, I am crazy!”

“Chumo brother, I am crazy!”

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The two laps of mahjong are not finished, Cheng Yaojin’s original black face becomes more and more unreadable. The black one is exactly similar to the Ch_ng’n Xi Market Kunlun slave.

Cheng Chumo was also depressed. He didn’t know how to play two rounds of mahjong and was losing money.

“How much money do Li Heng, Uncle Cheng and Chumo owe me?” Li Wangyou said with a smile proudly.

“Master, Duke of Lu owes you fifty-six pens, Cheng Noble Son owes you 43 pens.”

Li Wangyou narrowed his eyes with a smile and just wanted to talk and write and so When on, the body suddenly lightened.

He was lifted directly from the chair by Cheng Yaojin, and he said word by word: “Virtuous nephew, the pig should be killed! Should you go to do that pig-killing meal?”

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So, Li Wangyou was tragically driven off the mahjong table. In the face of the beautiful boss’s mouth-covering chuckle, Li Wangyou fell dejected and went to the kitchen.

As for his vacant position, Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi almost didnt fight for seats…