Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 27
Standing outside the door was Li Siwen, and a middle-aged woman, Li Qinzai's mother, Li Cuishi.

In the past few days after crossing, Li Qinzai was busy solving the migration crisis and taking revenge on the Zheng family, so he didn't care about getting along with his mother.

In my impression, this mother seems to be very gentle, her gestures are very elegant, and her temperament is cultivated over the years, through poetry and books, family education, self-cultivation, the environment she has been influenced by, and so on.

Li Qinzai's mother was undoubtedly very successful in cultivating temperament. Almost all the advantages of Chinese women, such as elegance, intellectual tenderness, etc., can be found in her.

What puzzled Li Qinzai was why his father was still so irritable after marrying such a beautiful, gentle and virtuous woman?
This temper is so bad for the governor, how good it is to go to the West Market to collect protection fees, and smash the shop if there is any disagreement. There is a huge protective umbrella behind the campaign of eradicating gangsters, and the Chang'an West Market is properly responsible.

Li Siwen in front of him burst into anger, but for some reason Li Qinzai's mind came up with a strange picture of Li Siwen shirtless, with a piggy tattoo on his back, and holding a machete all over the street to collect protection fees.

The picture was so funny that the corners of Li Qinzai's mouth twitched violently a few times. Because the old man in front of him was about to launch a big move of fatherly love, Li Qinzai worked hard for a long time before he could hold back his laughter.

Seeing the weird and twitching expression on this unworthy boy, Li Siwen became more and more angry.

"Nie Zi! What are you thinking when the old man talks to you?" Li Siwen began to look around as he spoke. Undoubtedly, he was looking for a weapon in his hand.

Li Qinzai's eyelids twitched, and he also began to look left and right. There was no doubt that he was looking for the best escape route.

Father and son are looking for their own things, and each has something to look for.

The mother Li Cuishi on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to pinch the soft flesh of Li Siwen's waist.

"Can't you talk to the child well? Do it when you meet, is this how you teach the child?" Li Cui gave him a hard look.

Li Siwen snorted angrily and stopped.

Only then did Li Qinzai come forward to pay respects: "The child pays respects to the mother."

Li Cuishi smiled happily: "My son, come quickly. I heard that my son made a sharp weapon the day before yesterday. Even His Majesty praised you very much. My son is really extraordinary!"

Li Qinzai said modestly: "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke..."

With a sideways glance, Li Siwen was still staring at him with a displeased look on his face.

Li Qinzai felt that he should teach his father a lesson, and this lesson was called "Keeping Wolf away".

"It's too late for the child to become a weapon, and I'm ashamed of my mother..." Li Qinzai sighed regretfully, and said: "If the father beat the child less often, so that the child can concentrate, the sharp weapon may have been made a few years earlier. , blame the child for being ignorant."

Li Siwen was stunned, this shameless kid...

Li Cui was also stunned, then turned her head, staring at Li Siwen with anger.

"I told my husband earlier that it is enough to beat the child less and reprimand him for making a mistake. You have to do it! What a clever child, who should have become famous at a young age and shine in the family, but you beat him until he matures. It is all made by your husband." damn!"

Li Siwen felt so suffocated that he couldn't let it out, and panicked in his heart: "Old man, this bastard..."

Li Cui's phoenix eyes glared, adding a sense of majesty: "You still say it!"

Li Siwen quickly shut up.

Li Qinzai was slightly surprised, just now he was silently appraising his wife for being gentle and virtuous, but now it seems that he may have made a mistake in her evaluation, what kind of gentleness is this old lady, she clearly has a tiger in her heart, sniffing roses carefully.

I feel that the gentle-looking old lady can safely eat the irritable old man.

He quietly revised his understanding of his old lady, but Li Qinzai was still persuading him: "Mother, don't blame the father, it's because the child is bad, and it's only natural for the father to beat the child. No matter how hard he hits the child, the child will not hold grudges, the child I only feel sorry for my father..."

After Li Qinzai finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

It's so refreshing to say this bitch, it feels like a hidden skill in the body is lit up...

Li Cuishi was so moved, she turned her head and said angrily to Li Siwen: "Look at our child, how sensible! How can you deal with such a sensible and capable child!"

Li Siwen was going crazy with anger, but he had nowhere to reason, and he couldn't even find an excuse for beating his son.So he stood next to Li Cuishi without saying a word, but panted heavily.

Li Cuishi ignored him, suddenly sniffed, and said: "It smells so fragrant, what is my son doing?"

Li Qinzai hurriedly brought the big cauldron, and said: "My boy made a pot of stewed meat, simmered it for half an hour, the gravy is rich and the meat is rotten, it must taste good, I specially honor my father and mother."

Li Cuishi was startled, then her eyes turned red, and she choked up with sobs: "My good boy, since you were born, this is the first time you have stewed meat for your parents. I... I am really happy in my heart."

Li Siwen, who was furious next to him, was also in a trance for a moment, and when he looked at Li Qinzai again, the anger in his eyes had disappeared, and turned to a complex look, he quickly turned his head away, sniffed vigorously, and then pretended to be nonchalant.

"Husband, you and I come to taste the stewed meat made by the child himself, but his filial piety, hurry up, get the bamboo chopsticks!" Li Cui said with a smile, wiping his eyes.

The meat was so soft and rotten that the bamboo chopsticks broke as soon as it was clamped. After more than half an hour of simmering, the seasonings were already infused.

Li Siwen and Li Cuishi each stuffed a piece of meat into their mouths, and their eyes lit up immediately.

In order to protect his father's majesty, Li Siwen still put on airs, but Li Cui said in surprise: "It's delicious! It's really delicious! I didn't expect my son to have such a skill!"

Li Qinzai also smiled: "If my lord likes it, my child will often make it for you in the future."

"My son is filial, and I will die in peace for my mother." Li Cuishi wiped her eyes and smiled, then touched Li Siwen, and said, "Is the stewed meat delicious?"

Li Siwen put on airs, hummed lightly, and said, "It's okay."

Li Cuishi turned her head and said to Li Qinzai: "I'm afraid your father doesn't like it, so it's okay, my son will just do it for my mother in the future."

Li Siwen was stunned, and then became anxious: "You, why bother, this old man is just..."

But Li Cuishi ignored him, stretched out his hand and pulled Li Qinzai over, hugged him tightly, and stroked his head vigorously like a cat, making Li Qinzai's hair messed up.

"My son is really a bit of a late bloomer. He didn't show his talents before, but after [-] years, he gradually realized his talent. He can make sharp weapons for the country and cook good stew. What do you do? When you were born At that time, my mother thought that you were not an ordinary person, but today, it seems that it has really come true."

Being hugged tightly by Li Cuishi, Li Qinzai had a smile on his face, but his heart felt sore.

The relationship between people is very strange. For many days now, Li Qinzai's impression of his father is neither salty nor weak, neither love nor hate. In his consciousness, Li Siwen is just a person who has nothing to do with his life .

However, it was only the second time I saw my mother today, but there seemed to be a feeling of mother-child connection in the dark.Li Qinzai instantly recognized his mother from the bottom of his heart.

This is true family affection, which does not require principles and bottom lines. No matter right or wrong, the child in her eyes is always the best.

Since time travelling, the lonely and helpless heart hidden in the bottom of my heart inexplicably settled down in Li Cuishi's arms.

It turns out that I am not alone in this world. There is a towering tree behind me.

Don't let me be wandering, don't let me have no branches to rely on.

…………

Making a mask should be on the agenda.

Because of poverty.

A penny can kill a hero, and Li Qinzai is so poor that about a hundred heroes can kill themselves on the spot.

The children of rich families usually give pocket money every month, which was called "monthly money" in ancient times, but it was cut off by his father Li Siwen.

It doesn't matter, if you don't give it, you won't give it, I make money by myself.

A modern person who came through time travel, if he can't even earn money in the Tang Dynasty where he wants nothing, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

There is still a lot of controversy in modern times about whether the mask is useful for the skin.

Most men sneered at it, thinking it was an IQ tax, but most women flocked to it, thinking it was an artifact to save their skin.

However, no matter how controversial it is, the market sales of various brands of facial masks are only increasing.

That's enough, if you focus on the female market, you will definitely be able to make money. This is supported by data. After a thousand years of data analysis, the consumption of the male market is not as good as that of dogs...

It is not difficult to make a mask. It is made of egg white, pearl powder, ginseng powder, a few non-irritating herbs that are good for skin healing and repair, and high-quality lotus root powder to form a paste.

Functions, acne removal, freckle removal, hydration, scar removal, etc., you can blow it as you want.

As for the price, is it too expensive to sell such a god-defying skin-saving artifact for a small bottle?
Not too much.

Do whatever comes to mind.Li Qinzai ordered his servants to get the materials, closed the door as usual, and wrote and drew on the paper. Not long after, a small box of facial masks was completed.

The production process is too simple, and it is not so thick-skinned to pretend to be painstaking.

The mask is ready, but clinical trials are still needed. What if the medicinal materials are not matched correctly and the guest is disfigured?
Opening the door, a maid who didn't deserve her name stood timidly at the door.

Li Qinzai was taken aback: "What are you doing at the door?"

The servant girl timidly said: "Madam has ordered, the things made by Wu Shaolang must be amazing, and the servants are required to stand at the door and no one is allowed to disturb you, and no outsiders are allowed to steal Wu Shaolang's secret recipe. Anyone who dares to covet his things will have his hands chopped off..."

Li Qinzai's heart warmed up, and he said with a smile, "It's not a big secret. Just come in and help me try..."

The servant girl entered the room tremblingly, quickly tied her own belt into a knot as she walked, and pulled the knot even tighter with all her strength.

The heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman are a little cute.

Li Qinzai pretended not to see it, and if you can solve this dead settlement when you go back, I will lose.

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(End of this chapter)