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Chapter 92: All kinds of tricks

Landlord? Poker? Game? Cardboard or hard? Multiply by two? Times? Liangshan hero? Oh my God! What is going on in the head of her master? She has never heard of these.

Situ Qing, who didn't know it, was surprised to see a look of disbelief on his face.

Humph! What a blow to me, you little one? Why do you claim to know everything? She is not as good as her master. Ruoer snorted twice in his nose, and then like a little pug, he ran to Ding Yaoyao to learn from it.

"Mother, Ruo'er has never heard of what you said! Can you tell Ruo'er?" Ruo'er was indeed asking for advice humbly, but Ding Yaoyao didn't have the patience to do so. He looked at Ruo'er with wide almond-shaped eyes,

No, haven’t you heard of it? Alas! How could she forget again that this is Rizhao Country, not her great modernist society?

Ding Yaoyao slapped her forehead helplessly and asked Ruo'er: "You don't know anything I said? There should be something hard and thin about the size of your palm?" If she doesn't even have this, then she will die directly.

Okay, don't make them angry to death

Sure enough, Ruo'er nodded like a fool, "We do have this. Can wooden boards or iron sheets or something like that be okay?"

There was a "bang" sound, which was the sound of Ding Yaoyao suddenly standing up and knocking down the chair behind him. Angrily, he decided not to pay attention to Ruo'er and pointed directly at Situ Qing's nose and said: "I don't care what method you use,

In short, you must bring what I mentioned within one day, and it must not be wooden boards or iron pieces! Otherwise! Humph!"

Ding Yaoyao's obviously threatening words were of little use to Situ Qing's ears. After getting along with him for so long, if he didn't understand that Ding Yaoyao was such a sharp-tongued person, he would be in vain.

"Empress, it's not that I don't do it, but I don't know what you are talking about." Situ Qing said to Ding Yaoyao with a slumped face, but he felt ashamed in his heart. He still pretended to know everything.

, I can understand every word of what Ding Yaoyao said, but when they are put together, I can’t understand anything.

I don’t even know. Ding Yaoyao sat down in disappointment. If you can’t play Landlord, how about playing mahjong? A flash of inspiration. Ding Yaoyao excitedly grabbed Situ Qing’s neck and shouted: “I have a solution! You,

Just find a way to cut the wood into small pieces of wood that are so tall, so wide, and so thick, and then bring them to me!" Ding Yaoyao said while gesturing, she is really smart: "Ah, wait! There is more! More!

One hundred and thirty-six cards, I have decided, I must turn this Qingshui Tower into a chess and card pavilion!" After saying this, Ding Yaoyao laughed without any ladylike image, completely unlike the careful protection he has been doing these days.

Ruo'er, a gentle woman with a belly, couldn't help being dumbfounded again. Although she was used to it, her master's irregular tricks and endless ideas made it difficult for her not to be stupid.


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