Chapter 214: Reversal (II)

The tube was smooth and low, and Tan Sheng seemed to have grasped the hemp rope in the quiet and waveless ancient well, and struggled to climb up.

Which tea soup was boiled in the carriage...

Tan Sheng was dumbfounded, looked at the steaming table, and then raised his eyes in amazement to look at Xu Xinghua, who was holding his hands on his chest and looking calm.

"Eat. ”

Xinghua's words are concise and to the point, and her face is cold, which is in stark contrast to the glittering hot pot on the table.

Who eats hot pot in a carriage?

Have you ever eaten hot pot in a carriage?

Tan Sheng blinked, and saw the burning copper pot in the smoke of the carriage, the copper pot was floating with hot red oil, a few slices of tender beef and a few mushrooms floating in the red oil, and there was a big bowl of vegetables next to the pot, which contained everything, and several large bowls of soba noodles were placed next to the dishes...

Tan Sheng: ???

Xu Yizhi felt Tan Sheng's puzzled eyes, didn't say anything, handed over a pair of chopsticks, and then made a seasoning, "The food in the Criminal Department is unpalatable, I'm afraid that you will be hungry, so let the cooks in the house prepare something to eat." ”

Whatever you want...

Tan Shang glanced at the table of hot pot dishes pointedly.

Xu Yizhi's eyes drooped, scalded a piece of crispy tofu, soaked it, and explained after a long time, "I heard that Sichuan people like to eat pots when they are happy, and they also like to eat pots when they are unhappy. ”

Well.

In the minds of Sichuan people, there is nothing that a hot pot can't solve...

The crispy tofu is put into Tansheng's bowl.

The strong aroma mixed with the cold breath, Tan Sheng was silently moved, indeed... Some are hungry... The girl buried her head in the pot, commanded the prince of Zhenguo to blanch the tofu shabu slices, mixed with the stimulating spicy taste and the heavy butter smell, Tan Sheng snorted, saw Xu Yizhi's eyes and soft look on her face through the dense mist in the carriage, and suddenly wanted to throw herself into the arms of the young man, and grabbed the young man's clothes to complain how sad she was today.

However, the hot pot stopped the girl's hot blood.

Xu Yizhi saw that the Tansheng hot pot was almost shabu-shabu, so he buried his head in mixing two bowls of soba noodles and pushed them over, and asked casually, "Go back to Dongyue Temple?"

Tan Sheng's eyes flashed.

In addition to returning to Dongyue Temple, where else can she go back?

Can I still go back to Zhao's house?

Old Madam Zhao probably wanted to swallow her.

"Back to Dongyueguan, today I have broken off with Zhao Jiaen in the hall. Tan Sheng said softly.

Xu Yizhi smiled, "I heard about it." ”

Tan Sheng raised his head and laughed inexplicably with Xu Yizhi, "What else have you heard?"

"I also heard that Miss Zhao and the head of the Hezhen Dao accused their uncle of being a widow. Xu Yizhi poured another spoonful of soybean oil for Tan Sheng and reminded softly, "This spicy is very spicy, if you eat too much, you will not feel well at night." ”

Tansheng stirred the soba noodles a few times, ate two small bites, and only felt that it tasted exactly the same as the one cooked by Dongyue Guan.

Maybe it's a good cook's skills, all of which are similar.

"Well, don't eat spicy anymore. Tan Sheng was interrupted, and he almost forgot what he wanted to say, so he buried his head in thought, looked up and said, "What else did Kyori say?"

Her reputation was almost ruined.

The boudoir girl accused her uncle at a young age.

not only accusations, but also kept saying that it involved his uncle's bed.

This little girl's innocent reputation has been passed on for ten to hundred, how much is left?

She has thousands of ways to get things done today, and there is really no need to take advantage of her reputation and let herself go out of this way, but she has to go.

She had to give herself an explanation.

She wants to break off with the Zhao family.

She wants to let Man Dingjing know that she doesn't want the Zhao family anymore, not the Zhao family doesn't want her anymore!

What's more, what is fame?

She is a person who has been impregnated with all religions, she has never seen anything, she has never heard of any dirty things, is her reputation edible or wearable, and the big deal is that she can't get married.

That's fine.

Xu Yizhi is still there.

What is she like, Xu Yizhi has never seen it?

No matter how fierce and shameless she is, Xu Yizhi has seen it.

What is that?

Although she doesn't know, what does Xu Yizhi like about her?

But she knew that what Xu Yizhi liked was her, and she was the only one.

Hearing Tan Sheng ask like this, Xu Yizhi smiled unconsciously, "What can Dingjing City say? It's just that the name of the head of the true path is a little louder." Xu Yizhi reached out and touched Tan Sheng's head, "Good, it's nothing." His voice was extremely gentle, but a fierce anger suddenly rose in his eyes, "Whoever dares to say anything about you, his tongue is useless for a long time, and he won't need to speak anymore in the future." ”

Good!

Shizi, you are so good!

Tan Sheng thinks the taste under the tough guy's squeaky nest is too wonderful!

The carriage went to Duliang Mountain.

The walk was extremely smooth.

Tan Sheng and Xu Yizhi finished a pot, five bowls of soba noodles, and four plates of dim sum.

Tansheng felt that he was about to vomit, and put his chopsticks down.

Xu Yizhi frowned and said, "Why do you eat so little today?"

The freshly eaten beef slices in Tansheng's throat were still churning up and down, and she looked at the pile of empty bowls in front of her, a little suspicious that she had misunderstood the word "less".

"On weekdays, don't you eat ten bowls of soba noodles?" Xu Yizhi's expression was grim.

Really!

broke off with Zhao Xianen, and sure enough, it still made Xiao Tansheng lose his appetite!

Ming'er wants people to boil some hawthorn soup.

Appetizing.

Tan Sheng was about to cry, and he wailed, "The bowl in the Taoist temple is small! The ten bowls of soba noodles I eat are filled with tea bowls! The noodles I eat today are all filled with sea bowls!"

What misunderstanding does Xu Yizhi have about her appetite!

What normal cardamom girl would eat ten bowls of soba at once!

Or is it that Xu Yizhi didn't treat her as a normal cardamom girl at all!

Instead, think of her as a soba killer!

Who passed on the word?

God stick doesn't want to be imaged!!

Tan Sheng was supportive and angry, and the confusion in his heart during the day disappeared without a trace.

Coming to Dongyue View can be described as a familiar road.

Tan Sheng lived in the small courtyard as usual, separated by a wall from the Six Tone Pavilion of the Enlightenment Female Crown.

Xu Yizhi lived in the inner courtyard with a cheeky face, walked through a group of embarrassed sisters-in-law without squinting, and called it looking for a female crown to discuss the Taoist scriptures, and ran to the Liuyin Pavilion for two days in a row, but the eyes unabashedly penetrated the window lattices of the Liuyin Pavilion and fell in Tansheng's small courtyard.

The female crown of enlightenment hated her teeth.

Who are these people?

Who is this!?

Does this prince of Zhenguo want to be shameless? Do you still regard her as a true master?

How could anyone visit the little girl's yard like a wolf in front of the master?

Zhengjue female crown hate, while hating, while asking the sister-in-law to give Xu Yizhi more food - I heard that half the eldest child eats the poor old man, there are many women in this Taoist temple, and there are few meals to cook, this can't make your aunt hungry...

Tan Sheng escaped.

The Zhao family seemed to have fallen into this dusty mortal world, together with a butt of ashes.

You can't even dust it off.