Chapter 37: The Sorrowful Barbecue

The whole meal revealed an eerie atmosphere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because there was a straightforward Zheng Du sitting opposite. Li Qingqing and the three of them are like rats eating cat feces - quietly, they don't even raise their heads from beginning to end, they just bury themselves on the barbecue grill and eat and drink. Cabbage, leeks, and cauliflower ......, and after tasting them all over the place, I didn't see a single bit of meat, so I wondered: "Why are they all vegetables?" No meat? ”

Zheng Du chattered for a long time, and when he saw someone interjecting, he glared at him, and a small emotion came up at the moment.

When the master speaks, you students still dare to interject, is it polite?

Immediately, his eyes rolled and he thought to himself, as if this kid hadn't let go of meat when he cooked, just once, every time like this, what's going on? Weighing politeness and food, he still made a wise choice of food.

couldn't help but shout: "You kid, you are stingy, I have eaten so many times, why is there no meat for a while?" In the past few days, I've been working hard and exhausted to sign you up, and my face has become emaciated, so why do you have to be rewarded, right? ”

Didn't you add it casually after all your efforts ...... it? Looking at his face again, the flesh on both cheeks was about to condense into a lump, and his face was ...... Thin?

Although Zheng Du's appearance is clumsy, his acting skills are absolutely superb, and his expression of blowing his beard and staring at his eyes is extremely exaggerated and distorted in conjunction with the two trembling pieces of fat.

Mo Fei raised his chin at the maid and signaled, "She doesn't like to eat meat." ”

Yaya sat on the side, and coldly carried the pot that Mo Fei threw off. raised his head slightly, glanced at Mo Fei blankly, and then looked at Zheng Du. Receiving the cold and silent eyes from Yaya, Zheng Jingma died down, and for some reason, every time he saw the eyes of the little girl in front of him, a chilling feeling arose.

Although she looks beautiful, the coldness of her whole body makes people feel chilled to the bone.

If you don't eat meat, don't eat meat! Zheng Du couldn't help but touch the fat on his cheeks and sighed.

He wondered, but was even more sad! I was afraid of people all my life, and in the end I was eaten to death by a little girl.

Zhang Jingmo and Li Qingqing, who were on the side, looked at the eye contact between the three of them, and shouted incredible. Shikovzi, who has always had a strange temper and has no good face for anyone, in front of Mo Fei, is so ...... It's so salivating. It's okay, but when a little girl looks at it, why don't you dare to speak? I'm obedient, if I let the poetry students know, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Could it be that he didn't see the colors on Li Qingqing and Zhang Jingmo's faces, turned over the vegetables for a long time, moved in his heart, and asked casually: "Do you think the barbecue is delicious?" ”

Li Qingqing looked up at her delicate little face, and said crisply with a little joy: "Of course it's delicious!" Then he frowned again and asked, "Master, how did you come up with that?" ”

"It's a whim, it's a fool."

When Zheng Du heard this, he lifted the long gray hair draped on both sides, and said angrily: "Hmph! Fooling around? I want to mess around too. ”

That's what he said, and that's what he did. Since he knew that these things were come up with by Mo Fei himself, Zheng Jingma became confident and inflated, thinking of secretly tinkering with some things, so as to show off in front of Mo Fei. Who would have thought that within a few days, the kitchen caught fire three times, and each time it choked the people of Cangzhuyuan.

It's really more popular than people. Zheng Du muttered: "You can still make so many good things by fooling around, I really don't know how your brain grows?" ”

"Haha, maybe it's a coincidence." Mo Fei was very modest on the surface, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.

I didn't think so much about eating before, but after dumplings, barbecue, and hot pot were praised one after another, I couldn't help but want to settle the score. If all these foods are promoted, it is definitely a good deal, even if you can't open a restaurant, no matter how bad it is, you can get a considerable income, and you may have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei was suddenly very depressed.

It's still not thoughtful enough, and the whim of the moment has delayed such a big deal. It's good now, good food and drink for these people, and they can't even receive money. Now ask them if they want it, this really can't pull down the ......, not to mention, look at the ...... of these people's faces. Forget it!

Zheng Du naturally didn't know that he was thinking about these things in his heart, otherwise, he would have kicked it up. He wiped the rice residue on his beard with his hand very recklessly, pretending not to see the slight disgust in Mo Fei's eyes, and earnestly admonished: "In two or three days, the academy selection will begin." Next is the Tang Dynasty Cultural Conference and the Tianxia Meeting, you kid has to prepare for a good life. This time, I heard that the two boys of the Leng family and the demons of Qin and Han will participate, so you have to fight for our academy. ”

Fight for our academy? This shows that it is not just a personal matter to participate in the Cultural Society, but also the glory and reputation of the College.

Li Qingqing, Zhang Taiyi, and Zhang Jingmo were stunned when they heard Zheng Du say this.

The three of them don't understand these poems and songs, but they still have the ability to read their faces. Some of the students present that day joined in the fun with schadenfreude, and a considerable part of them participated in the poetry meeting. Seeing that after Mo Fei finished writing the poem, they were all dumbfounded, and Mo Fei's poem must be excellent.

It's just that this kind of good, which kind of good, they don't know. However, in terms of the degree of inner acceptance, it is more inclined to be generally good. After all, the fourth prince of Chang'an, everyone who knows, knows that it is not a great title at all. At least in Chang'an, those real geniuses scoff at this kind of title. So even if he wins Leng Wuhuan, in their opinion, it is probably a little better than Leng Wuhuan.

But now that they saw Zheng Du sparing no effort to encourage Mo Fei, they thought in their hearts: Could it be that the master's literary talent can already be compared with those demons?

Surprised to surprised, for Zhang Jingmo, what should be boasted has to be bragged.

"It's like, you have to read well, don't you...... Delicious. I won't participate, it's too boring. Otherwise, I will ...... with you. Zhang Jingmo puffed out his mouth, chewing the food in his mouth while about to speak, when he suddenly received Zheng Du's cold gaze, lowered his head and sneered: "It's delicious, come on, you eat." ”

At the end of the meal, everyone stopped having fun.

Zhang Taiyi brought Li Qingqing and Zhang Jingmo to a page of the book today, originally wanting to discuss medical matters. Unexpectedly, I was a little concentrating on eating, and I forgot the purpose of this trip for a while. Before leaving, I thought about it, but looking at Zheng Du's dark face, I thought about it and forgot it.

The food is a bit stretched...... Belch...... The three of them looked at the model drawings of the barbecue grill in their hands, huh...... It's not good to disturb the master's study again, so let's go back and do this thing first.