Chapter 1113: Imagination of the Future
"You've always been full of reason, I can't talk about you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" The drunken boy walked over and helped Xuan Miao'er support the hairpin on his head: "You still like plain gas so much." ”
"It's easy, if I wear a head full of jewelry, I'm afraid that I will have cervical spondylosis when I get old. "Xuan Miao'er really doesn't understand those young ladies and ladies, some of the headdresses weigh a few pounds, and they are really tired, and finally feel that if they bow their heads and pick up something, they may not be able to lift it back.
"Is cervical spondylosis a pain in the neck? But it does look very tired, how can we still be comfortable, by the way, the south has sent seafood today, just you can taste it." "The drunken boy knows that Xuan Miaoer knows a lot, and he doesn't have too much introduction.
Xuan Miao'er ate seafood in Qianfu last time, but the taste of the chef last time was too ordinary, so she didn't want to waste good things this time: "I'll write you a menu recipe, let the kitchen do what I say, and then let Brother Xiao come too, let's eat together." ”
"I know you have an idea, okay, I'll ask someone to invite Xiao Jin later. The drunken boy said as he went over and spread out a pen and paper for her.
Xuan Miaoer doesn't care what kind of seafood they have, anyway, if they can think of it, they can write more, and the rest will be used by the drunken boy in the restaurant in the south.
The drunken boy looked at her and wrote the recipe page after page: "Are you adding another way to make me rich?"
"It's just a matter of hand, but it's a pity that something is rotten in my head, and that's where it comes in. Xuan Miaoer said as she wrote.
"You mean to draw silver, you are really my god of wealth. The drunken boy took what she had written and looked at it.
"Then you can offer me, but seriously, this sea freight arrived in the capital in a few days, even if it is fresh, it is not fat, and when we are idle in the future, we will go to the south to eat seasonal seafood." ”
"Well, let's eat all the delicacies and see the beautiful scenery in all these places, and then we can write a book for those who can't travel far and south, so that they can also know what life is like elsewhere. Hua Jiye said excitedly, and his face was full of anticipation.
Xuan Miaoer put the written recipes into the hands of a thousand drunken sons: "Then we will really be famous for a hundred years, in fact, the two of us are really lucky, how many people have lived for a lifetime, that is, children and grandchildren can remember him for decades, and our paintings, magazines, books, these will be passed down for thousands of years, and there will be our legends in the world thousands of years later." ”
"Yes, if it weren't for you, I really didn't know that life was so fun, and I'm very grateful to God for sending you to me. The drunken boy looked at Xuan Miao'er with a satisfied face.
Xuan Miao'er turned her head and glanced at Hua Jiye: "You bring the mask, so that no one will come later." ”
The two talked for a while, and Xuan Miaoer also finished writing those dishes: "Just write this, because there are some deep-sea fish that you can't catch." ”
"How do you know how to do it?"
"It's not important, the weather is good today, let's go to the yard for a walk, and wait for Brother Xiao by the way." Xuan Miaoer didn't continue the other party's topic.
The two of them went out of the study and had the recipes sent to the kitchen, where they were handed over to the cook.
The chef was very surprised to see these recipes, but more of a surprise, because they were naturally excited to have new recipes.
Qian Drunken Boy and Xuan Miao'er were pacing slowly in the yard, the sun was shining on their bodies very warm, the two of them didn't talk much, quietly enjoying such solitude and quiet.
"You finally remembered me?" Xiao Jin came over, the ink-colored big cloud was very eye-catching in the snow, and he greeted the two from a distance.
Xuan Miao'er walked a few steps quickly to greet him: "Brother Xiao, you came so fast, I don't know if I thought you were waiting at the door." ”
"You girl, you're here to tease me again, I've been busy giving you art exhibitions these days, how can I have time to pick up the roots of the wall. Xiao Jin pretended to be angry.
Xuan Miao'er covered her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled: "I don't remember Brother Xiao's hard work, I won't notify you immediately if there is something delicious." ”
"You still have a conscience. After Xiao Jin finished speaking, he looked at the drunken son: "If Miao'er doesn't come to the capital, it's really rare for me to see you." ”
"Why are you picking on it again, you don't know my personality yet. The drunken boy reached out and patted Xiao Jin's shoulder: "What happened to Princess Salian of Fanbang?"
Speaking of this princess of Fanbang, Xiao Jin frowned: "What else? I'm afraid I have to marry, this princess holds a whip every day, and when she sees something unpleasant, she will do it, you help me think of a way, can I not marry her." ”
Xuan Miao'er couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Brother Xiao, your kung fu shouldn't be afraid of Princess Salian's whip, right?"
"I'm not afraid of her, but I can't marry someone who fights with me all day, although there are many people in the backyard now, there is nothing right or wrong. What Xiao Jin said was still a little pitiful.
"You men, you just get cheap and sell well. "Xuan Miaoer really sympathizes with the women in Xiao Jin's family, waiting for Xiao Jin to go every day, you say this mood, and the man who thinks about himself all day long doesn't know whose collapse he is rolling on, this mood, I can't stand it.
"Unless she doesn't want to marry you. "The drunken boy said naturally.
Xiao Jin was anxious: "She is looking for me everywhere every day, can she still get married?"
Xuan Miao'er didn't think much about it, and said with a little joke: "Then let her not like you, what do you do if she doesn't like it?" For example, where there is no one, you can do it if she does it, and touch it by the way, so that she feels ungentlemanly and automatically doesn't want to marry." ”
When the drunken boy heard Xuan Miao'er say to touch it by the way, his eyes were a little serious: "Miao'er, you are talking nonsense again." ”
Xuan Miao'er stuck out her tongue: "I won't say it." ”
Xiao Jin was very happy, thought for a while and slapped his face: "Okay, I'll try it when I go back, anyway, I have to try all the methods I can come up with now." ”
At this time, someone came to report that the meal was ready, and the three of them went back to eat together, and talked about the art exhibition for a while, and after the meal, Xuan Miaoer and Xiao Jin left Qianfu together.
The next day, Hua Rong came to Xuan's house, saying that he was optimistic about the shop and asked Xuan Miaoer to go over to see if it was suitable.
However, Hua Rong is not empty-handed when he comes to the Xuan family, this gift is not less, everyone has it, the fat kid will coax people, and when he sees Hua Rong, he will praise the beauty of others, and give Hua Rong a small mouth.
Xuan Wentao and the Liu family also came to ask this and that greeting, Hua Rong was actually a little anxious, because he almost slept very little during this time, and all his thoughts were on this shop.