didn't close his eyes all night, Xian An was so sleepy that he yawned all day, hurriedly helped Mu Yue brush the dishes and chopsticks, turned his head and ran towards his cabin.

Mu Yue's legs hadn't slowed down yet, and he couldn't squat down, so he bent down in the vegetable basket and picked out two sweet potatoes, "The sweet sweet potatoes in Fujian Liuao are the sweetest and most delicious, this is a good thing, you will definitely not be able to eat enough for a bowl of noodles, Xian'an, you sit down and wait for a while, and then I will make a sweet potato with a pulp ...... quickly." ”

There was no response behind him, and Mu Yue called again: "Cui Xianxian!" When he turned his head, there was no one else in the stove room except himself.

Suddenly, Mu Yue felt angry and funny, and washed the sweet potato skin with a basin of water, and said angrily: "This girl has run away, and she won't squeak." ”

Xian'an's clothes were not untied, so he lay on the bed, still holding a simple knife in his arms.

In her deep sleep, her expression gradually became calm, as if she had flown away with the breeze outside the window, and the warm sun accompanied by a trace of hookah mist smeared on her pretty cheeks.

Thoughts are flying, it seems that he is already on the top of a high mountain, overlooking the pavilions and pavilions nearby, the mountains are lofty, I don't know when to start! There was also a famous girl standing beside her, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long black hair, fluttering in the wind, the silver bells on the flower crown rustling, and the patterns of the dress complemented each other, which was very beautiful!

The water smoke drifted away, as if there was a veil of mystery, and gently pressed the girl's face, although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she also felt that she should be a good-looking girl. There is an indescribable sense of familiarity in that seemingly virtual appearance, as if they are one.

The girl's footsteps swirled slightly, and she walked to the side of the cliff, facing the abyss in front of her, and there was no trace of fear, but she still looked like a light cloud.

Xian'an was shocked: "Don't look for short-sightedness! Hurriedly ran over and tried to grab the girl, but the other party was extremely fast, turned sideways and flew with his sleeves, and pounced.

On the contrary, it was the girl who grabbed Xian'an's wrist in time, Xian'an's hand was on the other party's cuffs, and when she touched it, she knew that the material was excellent, presumably high-quality silk, but she let Xian'an grab her cuffs.

Lightly opened his lips, hooked up a cold arc, and said lightly: "Xian'an - this name is really good." The girl stopped talking, and every pause was as crisp and beautiful as the song of a lark in the mountains.

"We know each other?" Cui Xian'an asked her suspiciously, although she still couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, but her worldly temperament, no matter who she was, she would never forget it at a glance.

After hearing this, the girl turned around, a hint of intriguing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she only said noncommittally: "If you only talk about the scenery, do you think that Wushan Mountain in Xiangxi is more beautiful than the fireworks in the Central Plains?" ”

In the distance, the mountains are stacked and green, the clear stream is rapid, and the reflection is left and right, the beauty here is more like a painting, the girl in front of her and the streams and plants on Wushan are so familiar, obviously feel familiar, but I can't remember half a point.

That Miao Jiang girl, smiling like a mirror, like a warm lake under the gentle breeze, even though there are thousands of customs in this world, it is not as good as her leisurely look, and the beauty is as beautiful as a god that cannot be blasphemed.

"You are richly dressed, if this is Xiangxi, then who is the girl?" Xian An asked sharply.

"Miaojiang Holy Maiden ......"

Xian'an woke up like drowning, patted his chest, panting, and there was a knock on the door outside the door, "Master Cui opened the door, it's me Mu Yue." ”

Although Mu Yue's knock on the door was not loud, it was enough to pull Xian'an's flying thoughts back, and said, "The door is not latched, push the door in!" He stood up and walked to the table, poured himself a glass of cold water and drank it all, like a cold flowing into his heart, and immediately sobered up a lot.

The door was not opened, only a crack in the door was pressed, and Mu Yue stretched out an arm and admonished: "You haven't rubbed the medicine on your knee yet, right?" This is what my father asked me to take, and the medicinal wine he made himself has a good effect on blood circulation and blood stasis. ”

Xian An walked over and took the porcelain bottle from Mu Yue's hand, Mu Yue knew how to avoid it, closed the door with his backhand and stood outside the door, and said in a very gentle tone: "Master, I also specially made you a snack, just wipe the medicine and wine and call me." ”

She nodded silently, pulled her trouser legs up little by little, poured some medicinal wine into her palms, and rubbed them hot before placing her palms on the knees of her legs. Xian'an has always practiced human affection, how could he not know that the night he knelt at the door of the master with Mu Yue, the master did not close his eyes all night, and from the moment they knelt at the door, they were already distressed and regretful.

Xian'an made up his mind, no matter how complicated this case is, he must go all out, not only for the sake of four taels of silver a month, but when he thinks of the master dragging a broken leg, he has to worry about himself everywhere, but he can't make trouble for the master and his old man anymore!

After straightening his clothes and pants, he said to the door: "Da Mu can come in." There was a big knock on the door, and then Mu Yue was like a trick, holding a thick dish in his hand There were many pieces of sweet potatoes with syrup in them.

Beat the sweet potatoes and cut them into pieces, go through warm oil, fry them until golden brown and crispy, use a bamboo drain to drain the sweet potatoes, and then hang a layer of amber syrup.

Xian'an's eyes lit up, and he couldn't care about the bruises on his knees for a while, picking up the chopsticks prepared by Mu Yue, the sweet potatoes were mellow and sweet, and the sugar silk pulled out could also be played for a while, and the heat was just right, and the most rare thing was the last process - hanging pulp.

Xi said: "Da Mu, your skills are too good!" Okay, I'm going to eat this next time. ”

Mu Yue smiled: "This meal hasn't been eaten yet, so you think about the next meal?" ”

This shows that I appreciate you, Master Cui." Xian'an praised vaguely.

There was a sound of gentle footsteps outside the door, this voice Xian'an and Mu Yue were very familiar, and raised his eyebrows at Mu Yue, Mu Yue turned around and walked to the door, pulled a crack in the door, turned around and squeezed his eyes towards Xian'an, indicating that it was his father.

She wiped the sugar silk on the corner of her mouth, got up and greeted Mu Yue outside the door, and said politely: "Master, you are here." Mu Yue took a few steps forward and hugged his father, looking at the two children so obediently, Mu Chengwan couldn't bear to reprimand them, and didn't say a word about what happened before.

Mu Yue squatted down to pinch his father's legs, and poured a glass of water for his master with envy.

Da Mu heard that there are many famous dishes in the Gusu area, can you tell the master? Although you can't eat them one by one, it's good to have a way to quench your thirst. The envious ghost glanced at Mu Yue and asked him to follow his words.

For a while, I couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in her gourd, and Mu Yue was also very cooperative: "Su Bang cuisine, as the name suggests, is the cuisine of the Bengang in the Gusu area. Xian'an nodded again and again.

It seems to be a normal praise, but it gives Mu Yue a lot of confidence, and continued: "The materials are high-quality, fresh and sweet, pay attention to the heat, and the thick oil red sauce is even more suitable for the art, the four seasons are different, and the cooking skills are known for stewing, stewing, and simmering. Pay attention to the soup to keep the original juice. The most distinctive ones are Qingyu river shrimp, squirrel mandarin fish ....... ”

Mu Yue's reciprocal remorse for the way of cooking, Mu Chengwan also saw it in his eyes, and said slowly: "Are you two going to ask something?" "These two children, Mu Yue is gentle and honest; Envy is a good person, a ghost, and has no bad intentions.

Squatting outside Lu Yu's window and eavesdropping, as for mentioning that Mu Chengwan was calmed by Jinyiwei back then, it was also Lu Yu's intention, and he treated Mu Chengwan very humbly and politely, this person's words and deeds can be described as leaky, no less than his father Lu Bing.

Mu Yue didn't want to reveal his father's scars, so he smiled and said, "Daddy, since you don't want to say it, then we won't ask." Xian'an nodded in agreement, and it could be seen that she still agreed with Mu Yue's words.

There is still more than an hour to get to the shore, Xian An took Mu Yue away, dragged him to help get his luggage, and didn't know where to start with Fang Cai's dream that seemed to be real and real, so he felt that it was different from what the master said.

Before Xian'an could speak, he heard Master Mu Chengwan say: "Xian'an, do you think I'm too strict with Yue'er on weekdays?" Asking about Xian'an's opinion, it was rare to see the master's concerned look.

Originally, I was still hesitating about how to talk to the master about Da Mou, but now when I heard the master ask, I couldn't ask for it, and replied: "I have always regarded Da Mu as my own brother, and the master told you the truth!" In fact, Da Mou doesn't like to be a fast catcher, but he doesn't want to make you angry, he likes to cook, stir-fry a few side dishes, he is happy. ”

Mu Chengwan said lightly: "Xian'an, what you said is very right, as a teacher, you should not impose your own ideas on Mu Yue, Yue'er likes cooking, and I, who is a father, should also support him." ”