Mr. Mu's face turned dark when he heard this, "Old Ming! Don't get in trouble here! I only have this picture of lotus and koi, and I want to give it to you. Who should I ask for?"
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"Don't you know the junior who painted the painting?" Mr. Ming said in a matter-of-fact manner, "Since I am a junior who has made good friends with you, it shouldn't be a difficult task for you to go to her and ask for another painting, right?

?"

He had long known that Master Ming was thinking about the lotus and koi picture.

So he often posts pictures in the group to make others angry.

I never thought that the master would take advantage of the situation and try to pocket his lotus and koi pictures.

Although he could ask Wen Jiu to draw another painting, as an elder, he would not bother him.

Therefore, after he returned to the Imperial City, he never asked Wen Jiu for new calligraphy and paintings, but only accepted the desserts sent by him.

Who knows Master Ming’s plan?

It was actually louder than him.

"Don't even think about it!" Mr. Mu was so angry that he turned around and left.

See the situation,

Master Ming started to get angry, "Didn't you say that this junior treated you very well? Why is it so difficult to ask for a painting from someone? Could it be that you were lying earlier and there was no such junior at all?"

He didn't believe that a teenage girl could draw such a stunning lotus picture.

So he always thought that Mr. Mu only said in the group that those calligraphy and paintings were all made by a junior out of vanity.

"Old Ming, what the hell are you talking about!" Mr. Mu really couldn't bear it this time, "You just like to rely on your elders to get things from younger ones. Where did you get such a big face?"

"Also, what's wrong with people having extraordinary talents? Just because you haven't seen a junior with superb painting skills, it doesn't mean that such people don't exist in the world!"

As he spoke, he clicked on the light screen panel and displayed the chat interface between himself and Wen Jiu in front of Master Ming.

["Jiujiu has a lot of money": Grandpa Mu, I have to go on a trip recently, so I asked someone else to send the desserts. But don't worry, the taste will definitely be the same as the ones I made myself, and I won't cheat you.]

["Jiujiu has a lot of money": Hahaha, you are ridiculous~ In fact, I was in a hurry when I drew the lotus and koi pictures, which caused me to not perform well. If you like it very much, I will find some free time when I come back from traveling and draw a few more pictures for you.

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"Did you see that?" He raised his chin proudly as he spoke, "This junior is extremely considerate to me! He makes desserts by himself and sends them to me every week.

It’s also hard for me to eat desserts from a little girl even though I’m an old man.”

Seeing this, Mr. Ming turned his head with disdain, "Don't think that I won't play Xingbo anymore when I get older. The chat history of my friends on Xingbo can be forged. Who knows if you are doing it for face...

.."

When he said this, he snorted angrily.

After saying this, Mr. Mu was so angry that he took out a box of desserts sent by Wen Jiu from Zhijie Space.

"You must have never eaten this flower cake, right?" He opened the box and took a piece of flower cake, "These are all made by my juniors."

Seeing this, the head of the Mu family silently lowered his voice and asked Mrs. Mu, "When did our family have a junior who can make desserts?"

"It's not from our family. The old man met a little girl by chance when he was traveling on a low-level planet." Mrs. Mu has always been good at taking care of housework.

When Mr. Mu was so angry that he ran away, she even went to a low-level planet to find him.

However, Mr. Mu was as stubborn as a cow and couldn't be pulled back, so she could only arrange some manpower on the low-level planet to prevent the other party from being in danger.

Therefore, she knew something about Mr. Mu selling his house.

"That's it." Master Mu nodded with a clear face.

As he said that, he looked at the two old men who were arguing.

I saw Mr. Ming looking at Mr. Mu with a puzzled expression, "Isn't it just a flower cake? My daughter hired a private chef specifically for me.

He cooks different kinds of delicious food for me every day."

Hearing this, Mr. Mu did not answer and just snorted coldly.

Then I distributed a piece of flower cake to everyone present.

Even Mr. Ming, who was quarreling with him,

He broke off half a piece of cake and handed it over.

However, the other party did not eat it in a hurry, but just complained in disgust: "How can you treat a cake like this that keeps losing crumbs as a treasure?"

"You old man, just try it and you'll know. Don't beg me to give it to you then." He said and ate the remaining half of the flower cake into his mouth, and then showed a very satisfied look.

Seeing this, Mr. Ming picked up the flower cake with great confusion.

The burnt yellow debris kept falling down, and just looking at it made him feel upset.

He originally wanted to throw away the flower cake, but when he thought that Mr. Mu loved the flower cake so much, he wanted to take a bite and taste it, so that he could attack the opponent in all directions.

So he endured his disgust and took a bite of the flower cake, only to hear an extremely touching crisp sound when his teeth met the crust.

Trace after trace of the fragrance of noodles kept coming from the tip of his nose.

After the teeth break through the layers of extremely crispy skin, a very rich rose fragrance comes out.

The soft and dense filling was full of sweetness, and he didn't even taste a hint of bitterness.

With each bite, the fragrance of the rose becomes stronger.

Especially when mixed with the meringue with the burnt aroma, he felt like he was in a sea of ​​roses, with waves of fragrance coming in layer upon layer.

Delicious! It’s so delicious!

This is a hundred times more delicious than all the desserts he has eaten before!

No! Those desserts can’t be compared to it!

While Mr. Ming was immersed in the fragrance of flowers, Mr. Mu on the side smiled sarcastically and said: "Didn't some people just dislike it so much? Why now, even the dregs that fall on the palm of the hand must be licked off with great care.

What?"

Hearing this, Mr. Ming rarely blushed, "I...I cherish food! You know nothing!"

"Oh, you mean you don't like to eat it, right?" Mr. Mu snorted coldly and turned around and left, "Anyway, don't think about the lotus and koi pictures. I also said the apology that should be given, and gave it away.

The gift has also been given to your daughter."

"Since there is nothing else, I will leave first..."

Before he could finish what he said, Mr. Ming stopped him with a smile and said, "Old Mu, don't leave in a hurry. I didn't even taste the flower cake just now. Otherwise, give me another piece."

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"I haven't eaten enough for myself, why should I give it to you?" He finally got back the game, "Old man, please don't touch your nose, because I don't..."

Seeing that he was not happy, Mr. Ming endured his anger and interrupted: "In this case, as long as you are willing to give me a box of flower cakes, I will give you Master Zhu's calligraphy."

"Is this true?" Mr. Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He has wanted Master Zhu's calligraphy for a long time, but he has never had the chance to take a picture.

Since Mr. Ming can go to this extent for the flower cake, then he should reluctantly accept it.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be hesitant and said: "Well, I don't have a few boxes of flower cakes left. I'll send a message to Xiaojiu to see if she can send a few more boxes next time."
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As he spoke, he opened the light curtain panel and edited the message very skillfully.
Chapter completed!