Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 48

When he was free during the day, he embezzled the household money given by Song Boming, went to the street to buy some materials for pastries, and spent the whole day in the kitchen, thinking about whether he could make pastries with recipes, hoping to earn some money.

This county is not too small, and many of its accents are from outsiders. There are merchants from other places, which means that the economy is developing well, that is, the purchasing power is considerable.But at the same time, due to the developed trade, the food is not novel, which may not impress people.

Mung bean cake and jujube cake are the most sold on the market, and they are very expensive. It seems that the recipe is in the hands of a few people, and not everyone understands it.

He bought it once, and Song Mu has bad teeth and loves food very much, but he just loves the money, and when Wei Ziqing said that he wanted to make it himself, he didn't think he was fooling around, and he was very good-hearted and wanted to help him.

Mung bean cake has simple ingredients and is easy to use. It just needs a mold. Simple molds are available in carpenters, but if you want to have beautiful patterns, you have to provide the patterns yourself.

He can draw patterns, but he has to borrow Song Boming's study.

There is a study room in the new home, but the study room belongs to Song Boming. He will go in and stay there after eating. The door is closed tightly, as if he doesn't welcome others.

So even if Song Boming didn't say it, he was not willing to trespass on other people's private territory, and paper and pens were not something he could afford at the moment, so he could only ask others to borrow a study room.

So for the first time after dinner, he didn't stay in Song Mu's room to sleep. After helping Song Mu fall asleep, he quietly slipped back to his and Song Poming's room.

Today, Song Boming asked someone to send a message, saying that he would not go home for dinner, so he opened the door and went in with confidence.It's just that there is no moon tonight, and the room is still dark when the door is opened. Wei Ziqing groped his way to the table. He remembered that there seemed to be a candlestick there.

Wei Ziqing only stayed here for one night after moving here. In fact, he was not familiar with the arrangement here at all, and all he could think of were the furnishings of his hometown in the countryside.

I had no choice but to change direction, and within two steps, I was tripped by something and fell to the ground, but there was no pain as imagined, and my hands caught him and pressed him on his waist.

"what are you doing?"

Naturally, Song Boming understood... Could it be that he tripped because he stepped on someone?

"Why are you silent in the house?"

Wei Ziqing was the first to file a complaint, which he did, making him think that there was no one in the house.

"I just fell asleep."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Wei Ziqing replied in embarrassment, it's so stupid to step on him to wake him up when he is asleep and to question him or something!

Song Poming wanted to laugh a little, but he was not asleep, he was lying in his clothes without a quilt, thinking about something, his eyesight was better, and he could vaguely see a figure groping in, getting closer and closer, and stepped on it before he could react. He hurt his calf, and the person also fell on him, hugging him full.

The sweet fragrance from Brother Qing came out again, maybe it was the dark night that made people act boldly, or maybe it was because the fragrance was really sweet, he pulled the person's neck down, sniffed it on his shoulder, and didn't let him Disappointed, the fragrance really is stronger.

Wei Ziqing was explaining his stupid behavior in a low voice, he was startled by the sudden approach, he pressed his big hand on his neck, his breath sprayed on his shoulder, the slightly itchy feeling made him almost scream out.

"What did you smear on your body?"