Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

"What do you and Shui Ling mean?"

Li Wenli blinked innocently: "Maybe it's shy."

"..." Shui Ling.

In this way, the two lived a life of "pretending to be a family" here - pretending to be prisoners.

But their whereabouts are unknown to the people in the White House.

They only knew that Elder Sister and Brother Wenli hadn't returned all night, and it was getting hotter and hotter. This time it was morning, and they didn't come back either!

But after complaining, this matter passed, and no one took it to heart.

After all, they know what these two are capable of, and they are not mortals, so they cannot be judged by mortals' thinking.

So the indifferent Baifu said he would not look for it, and he really did not look for it, and he was very calm about the disappearance of the two.

Of course, this is something for later.

The shopkeeper Qiao woke up after sleeping all night, and he wanted to make these two delicate and expensive people suffer, so as to frustrate their spirits, so he went to the lobby to work early in the morning, and had no intention of opening a warehouse to see if the two were frozen or hungry.

Little did they know that the two of them were comfortable in the space.

No one loves grilled fish in honey sauce as soon as it hits the shelves.

Eat and drink enough, and clean up the messy underground palace by the way.

In the past few years, the space in the underground palace has been extremely unstable so that many treasures have fallen out, and the rest are either Buddhist scriptures or Buddha heads, which are of little value to them.

So the two of them just put these into one shelf, and when Shanci returns to Fahua Temple one day, they will pack up all the space for him and take them away.

Bai Junjun and Li Wenli used the rest of the shelves to store gold, silver and jewelry.

During this period of time, they played a lot of autumn wind at Yuwen Luanfei's place, and with the extra money they earned, the gold, silver and jewelry piled up so much that they couldn't fit in the small room and could only be placed in the courtyard corridor.

Now that there is an underground palace, it can be regarded as being able to stock up with peace of mind.

Moreover, the underground palace has a space of nearly [-] square meters, which is enough for them to stock up for a while.

So the two made plans for this space while they were in confinement.

The original space of [-] square meters continues to store salt and food.

The underground palace is used to accumulate gold, silver, jewelry and farming tools.

As for the outdoor courtyard, there is now more space in the underground palace, and a nearly [-]-square-meter yard has been donated, so there is more space for bees to fly.

Bai Junjun nodded in satisfaction, it seems that she is one step closer to becoming an agricultural tycoon.

They lay down on the grass in the space and squinted for a while, and when there was another rattling sound of gears turning outside, the two let go of their hands and returned to the dark and damp place again.

At this time, shopkeeper Qiao looked down at them with two steamed buns.

But what surprised him was that the expected two people were in distress and panic.

They were refreshed and flushed, and there was no other discomfort except for some lack of sleep.

Shopkeeper Qiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while, he gave the two of them a weird look, trying to see some cracks in their pretended strength.

However, the two were in such a good state of mind that Shopkeeper Qiao didn't want to give them the steamed buns.

Maybe, it's because he's not too hungry, or should he come back at night?

Of course, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli didn't know that most of the day had passed outside, and it was already noon the next day.

Bai Junjun and Li Wenli felt strange seeing the shopkeeper Qiao coming late, with a look of eating food on his face.

Could it be that something unpleasant happened to this uncle?

Why is he so disheveled so early in the morning?

In the end, shopkeeper Qiao didn't say anything, threw two steamed buns for them, and closed the gate again.