Chef Zhou was startled for a moment and said: "This morning, someone came to the house of the master where brother Damo studied. I don't know what he said to Damo. Damo and I took a leave of absence and hurried out.

Already."

"Didn't you say anything?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Chef Zhou shook his head, "I didn't say anything. I saw that his face was not very good at the time, and I was about to ask. Someone just delivered the goods at that moment. I was busy weighing and inspecting the goods, so I didn't ask any more questions."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I understand. Uncle Zhou, go and do your work. I'll look at the accounts myself and rest for a while until my father comes over."

Chef Zhou nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen next door.

Yang Ruoqing looked through the account book for a while, and there were footsteps coming outside. She thought it was her father Yang Huazhong coming, but she didn't expect it was Damo.

"Brother Damo, are you back?" Yang Ruoqing put down her account book, raised her head and gave Damon a smile.

Damo is a good man. Although he looks extremely ugly, he has a beautiful heart.

Just like Brother Ahao, Yang Ruoqing will repay Yang Ruoqing like a family member to those who have given her life to help her.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing sitting in the elegant room, Damo raised his head, a little surprised, and then came a surprise.

"Sister Qing'er, when did you come here?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's been half a day, brother Damo. I heard from Uncle Zhou that you went to see Xiao Mo? How is it? Xiao Mo learned how to shave his head from his master, did you learn well?"

Upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, the original smile on Damo's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by sadness.

"Hey, don't mention it. It's just because it was bad that someone came over there early in the morning and called me over," he said.

"Ah? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked, pointing to a stool next to her, "Brother Damo, please sit down and talk slowly."

Damo sat down, Yang Ruoqing poured him a bowl of tea and handed it over to him. Damo quickly stood up, feeling a little flattered.

"You are the boss here and I am the waiter. How can I still ask you to pour me tea? I can't help but..." Damo said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, "Brother Damo, what kind of friendship do we have? As for saying these things?"

Damo grinned, his smile was honest and ugly, and he had yellow teeth.

Such a large mill cannot be used as a waiter in the front yard of a restaurant, as it will affect the appetite of customers.

So Yang Ruoqing arranged for Da Mo to do odd jobs in the backyard and do hard work.

Damo himself also knows the position he is suitable for, and he does his own thing hard and without complaint in his position. Unlike that Wang Er, who relied on his relationship with Da Liu and was afraid that others would not know, so he told everyone he met,

Show your specialness.

Damo, on the other hand, had a real friendship with Yang Ruoqing, but he never mentioned this to others when working in the restaurant.

Except for Chef Zhou and Chen Biao who knew about Yang Ruoqing's care for Damo, no one else knew.

Yang Ruoqing is even more satisfied with Dasho.

"Brother Da Mo, have a sip of tea and tell me what's going on with Xiao Mo." Yang Ruoqing said.

Da Mo nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "Xiao Mo is stupid and not very smart. He learned to shave his head from his master and cut off his ears."

"When I passed by, I heard them saying that the man had lost a lot of blood, and he fainted at that time."

"Now the family members are all going to make trouble. They want to pay for it. If they don't pay, Xiaomo will have to trade one of his ears for it."

"His master came to me and told me this. Xiao Mo did something wrong, so I must go and apologize to others, so I just came back after all the trouble," he said.

"How much did it cost? Have you forgiven Xiao Mo now?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Damo said: "We have suppressed the matter for the time being. Counting the supplements and compensation together, we spent nearly three taels of silver."

"What? Three or two more?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes in surprise.

Damo nodded.

"In addition, I spent nearly one tael of silver to buy some things for Master Damo's family, which was a relief." He continued.

"When something like this happened, it also ruined the reputation of the master. His master asked me to take Xiao Mo back. I bought things and begged him hard to finally get his master to agree to keep Xiao Mo."

Grinding road.

After saying that, he picked up the tea in front of him and took a few more sips.

It's just like drinking a lot of alcohol when you're upset. Unfortunately, no matter whether it's wine or tea, essentially it can't relieve your worries, it's just a temporary self-paralysis.

"Brother Damo, you've spent almost all of your salary at the restaurant on this trip!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Damo also smiled bitterly.

"The money is gone, but I can still make more. My only relative in this world is Xiaomo, and I can't let him have one of his ears cut off," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, Xiao Mo is lucky to have a responsible brother like you. I hope that after this lesson, he can improve his memory and learn how to shave his hair from his master in the future."

When it comes to shaving his head, Da Mo has a strange expression on his face.

"If this head can't be shaved well next, then I will have no choice but to bring him back to do odd jobs with me," he said.

Yang Ruoqing heard something strange from his words, and couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean? Is there any difference between shaving one's head and that one? Aren't they all shaving one's head?"

Although it was ancient times, it was popular for both men and women to have long hair.

But the industry of shaving hair still exists in this era, because even if you have long hair, it still needs to be taken care of, otherwise, it won’t be dragged down to your heels, right?

And you don’t take care of your beard, it’s like a weed, covering your face.

Therefore, the industry of shaving hair exists in this era and there is a market.

But, is it possible that there are some specialties in shaving one’s head that she doesn’t know about?

Yang Ruoqing then cast her confused eyes on Damo again.

Damo glanced outside to make sure no one came in, and then said to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "Master Damo said that Damo has a bad temper. He is nervous when dealing with strangers, his hands are trembling, and things always go wrong."

"This is not the first time I have cut off someone else's ears. It has happened before, but it was not as serious as this."

"His master saw that I was begging for mercy, so he said, otherwise he would pass on another shaving skill to Xiao Mo, and that would be shaving the pubic head."

"Shave your vagina?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide in surprise.

I have been in this world for so long, and this is the first time I have heard this title.

"Are you shaving the head of a dead person?" she asked in a low voice.

Damo nodded.

"I asked his master, and his master said that this is an ancestral craft, and it is also related to Xiao Mo. Since Xiao Mo's birth date is Yin, he asked him to try it."
Chapter completed!