Swallow Dock has rarely been provoked recently. Zhao Ting knew one thing very well, that is, the one in the attic, who was very unhappy about it. Once the one in the attic is unhappy, all the people around him will be unhappy, especially him, Zhao Ting, who will be pulled to try out every time, which can be described as miserable.

A few osmanthus and podocarpus trees in the courtyard withered and dried up, and the season suddenly entered the middle of winter.

Zhao Ting stole half a day of leisure, brewed tea and drank it himself in the pavilion, and devoted himself to Yanshan thieves in order to survive, he had never had such a leisurely mood for a long time, and the scene of decay in the courtyard was as bright as spring, his little eyes narrowed, took a sip of tea, and let out a long breath. put down the teacup, took the tweezers to pick the charcoal, and unconsciously hummed a little song in his mouth.

At this time, a person came from outside the courtyard, it was a little girl with red lips and white teeth about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her clothes and materials were very unusual, it was the standard of the Phoenix Pavilion, and she was dressed in a ferret velvet, and her black hair was half-bunned, and she was pulled into a crescent moon, which looked cheerful and playful, and she held a pear blossom wood plate, which was full of delicious dishes.

Smelling the fragrance, Zhao Ting straightened up suddenly, sniffed greedily with his nose, and said in his mouth: "Rong Rong, Xiao Rong Rong, but wait for you, let Grandpa Zhao eat first, just one bite!"

The little girl moved the tray back, and her long willow eyebrows flipped upward, "No, my uncle hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, which turn will get you." ”

Her name is Su Rongrong, her ancestors have been imperial chefs for three generations, and she has lived up to expectations, she is ingenious, she makes good dishes, the style is exquisite and the taste is superb, and the Nanhuang Realm is a famous existence. She was originally Gu Yuehuang's royal servant, and after the birthday banquet, in order to make up for the relationship with Yanziwu, Gu Yuehuang sent her here, called Helping Liner Zhuquan, and actually took care of Yan Shiyi to live together.

Su Rongrong was extremely reluctant at first, and Gu Yuehuang coaxed her to say that Yan Shiyi had already decided on the eldest aunt of the Phoenix Palace, so she readily agreed, because the one she admired the most in her life was the young hall master.

Shake off Zhao Ting, climb the seven-story spiral staircase, go to the pavilion, push the door in, "Uncle is eating, what are you looking at, what are those clouds to look at, you don't get tired of it." Saying that, the dishes and chopsticks had been arranged, and he made a bowl of soup and walked over and handed it to Yan Shiyi.

Thousands of miles of clouds flashed in Yan Shiyi's eyes

change, such as tens of thousands of purple figures, all besieging together. Countless moves have been changed in an instant. As soon as Su Rongrong's voice sounded, this realm vanished.

Still dressed in a purple robe, his purple hair seemed to be cut short, the black knife leaned on his knees, the rattan chair froze, and the slender fingers rubbed lightly against the black knife. He didn't look at Su Rongrong, took the soup, and chuckled: "It's really unfortunate." When will you wake up to your shallow ignorance?"

Su Rongrong pursed her lips and said, "If you say that others are shallow and ignorant, are you proficient in everything? ”

"It's not beautiful. Yan Shiyi took a sip of soup and said with a low smile, "You are not only shallow and ignorant, but also naïve and ridiculous. ”

"Where is childish and ridiculous!" Su Rongrong was furious.

Yan Shiyi said with a smile: "It's like watching a play, if you suspect that people can't sing well, others will ask you to go on stage to see if you can sing flowers, but you are just a little cook who can cook." ”

Su Rongrong frowned suspiciously, and couldn't find the words to refute for a while, but suddenly she was overjoyed, "Uncle, uncle, you didn't expect that you had miscalculated." ”

"Oh?" Yan Shiyi handed the empty bowl back.

Su Rongrong proudly refilled a bowl and brought it to Yan Shiyi: "You praised me for cooking, I heard it clearly, don't want to deny it now." She crossed her waist triumphantly and said, "A person like my uncle who has empty eyes can praise people, which shows that my cooking skills are exquisite." ”

Yan Shiyi ate and drank to his heart's content, elegantly took the handkerchief that had been prepared on the tray and wiped his mouth clean, and then said, "I will not only praise, but also reward." With his backhand, he took out a beautiful box and threw it to Su Rongrong. Su Rongrong caught it, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "This is the rouge produced by Yunshui Pavilion, Yunxiang gouache, my uncle is so generous, it is said that a box is hard to find on the market, and you can only buy it at the black market." Thank you for your reward. After the little girl finished speaking, she opened it excitedly, and couldn't wait to give her beautiful little face Fu Fan, and then looked at Yan Shiyi with anticris, "Uncle, help me take a look, is it good?"

Yan Shiyi was blowing cold with the teacup, raised his eyes when he heard the words, and said calmly: "It's okay." ”

composed

There is no bronze mirror in this pavilion, and Su Rongrong can't see what she looks like, but she was very happy to get Yan Shiyi's rare recognition, and hurried back to see her pretty appearance, and met Zhao Ting head-on, she was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Old man Zhao, go back and cook something delicious for you." Do you think I'm good-looking? Hehe, my uncle gave me a gouache reward. ”

Zhao Ting was overjoyed at first, and was about to show off his three-inch incorruptible tongue to make the little chef happy, but when he looked at it, his face turned white with fright, and he said where did this black charcoal come from? I heard that it was the gouache sent by Mr. Big, and it was expected to be replaced with black charcoal powder, how dare I dismantle it, so I had to show a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Beautiful, beautiful, it's like a fairy descending from heaven." ”

Su Rongrong went on with satisfaction.

Zhao Ting came to the roof of the building and said respectfully to Yan Shiyi: "Those few chambers of commerce with the background of the Dragon Emperor are really breaking the rules, the chief manager, please give an instruction." ”

"Kill. "Yan Shiyi said.

Zhao Ting walked to the window and gestured to wait below. Seeing Su Rongrong's back bouncing from afar, the scene of the little girl stomping her feet in front of the bronze mirror suddenly appeared in her mind, and she shook her head with a smile.

"Commander Huang, please eat and drink, saying that it is a new product in Banshan Lu. Commander Lu is also there. ”

"Oh, Chaoyang is recuperating in the Palace of Hatred, and there are still new products in the Mid-Levels Mansion, it seems that it is the old guy's craft, go and try it." Yan Shiyi stood up, and the black knife drew a brilliant knife flower in his palm, which was firmly tied to his back.

When the two came to the Mid-Levels Mansion, Huang and Lu saw this and wanted to get up to greet each other, but Yan Shiyi waved his hand to stop them, "Drink." ”

The four of them sat down separately, and Huang Shaoyu filled it for Yan Shiyi first, "Everything is good in this half-mountain house, but there is no private room." ”

The four of them sat in the corner, because it was lunchtime, the wine shop was very lively, and it was full of chattering Jianghu guests.

Yan Shiyi took a sip of the bowl, smacked it twice in his mouth, tasted the taste, and squinted and smiled, "The old guy's craftsmanship is still old and spicy, and Chaoyang can't compare." ”

Lu Baichuan said: "Mr. Er's strength is not winemaking. ”