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Enlighten méng book network-> Nine-Pentathlon LatestPrevious|Back to Bibliography|Next|Add to Bookmark|Recommend this book|Back to book pageNine-Pentathlon TXT download text 123 The scenery is infinite Seeing He Qingqian's expression, Zhang Jin was also very proud.

Although there is no profession of gardener in the profession of "Three Kingdoms of Martial Arts", if you think about the beautiful scenery of Huang Yaoshi's Taohuā Island and Lu Miaozi's comfort nest, you can imagine that the beautiful garden arranged by the grandmaster-level array mage will definitely not be slightly worse than any gardener in reality.

Therefore, as a grandmaster-level array mage, Zhang Jin can naturally arrange the small courtyard like a holy realm. Delicate and hard-to-find flaws, grass, wood, roads, pools. The combination is natural.

Under Zhang Jin's arrangement, these few acres of small courtyards are definitely worthy of being 'beautiful and poetic.' Compliments!

If it weren't for that, even if Old Man Liu pouted again, he wouldn't be in a hurry to blush for the name of a small building when he first came. It is precisely because this old man is too fond and admired here that he thinks that Zhang Jin's indifferent attitude is simply a desecration of this small building and small courtyard! will think that this small courtyard and small building falling into the hands of the layman Zhang Jin is 'unladylike' and 'tyrannical things'

People who come from an artist background are usually extremely obsessed with beautiful things. With the eyes to discover beauty, at the same time, they always wish they had a pair of arms to protect beauty, which is very similar to the legendary "calf guard", but what they protect is often not their own "calf", it's just that!

Under the eaves, Zhang Jin squatted down and played with the black crystal for a while. After standing up, he found that He Qingqian was still there staring at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, his face was full of intoxication, and he had to be reminded; "Okay, don't look at it yet, let's go inside! It's not early, and I still have to prepare lunch! ”

"Oh

He Qingqian suddenly sobered up, and then the drunkenness in his eyes immediately turned into a colorful ripple of joy, and he said happily; "Wow, Ah Jin, your little courtyard is so beautiful! It's really beautiful! It's the prettiest courtyard I've ever seen."

At the juncture, He Qingqian suddenly found that he was a little short of words. There used to be countless beautiful words, but now all that can be remembered is the only one that is 'beautiful'.

Women are all sensible. What's more, He Qingqian, a woman who studied music. You must know that art is often the same, whether it is a calligrapher, a painter, a singer or a dancer, they all pursue the same thing, that is, beauty!

And although He Qingqian's mind is as pure as water, she is still a woman with deep connotation after the precipitation of age and the edification of art.

He Qingqian is different from 'girls' like Ye Meng and Lan Feifei, who don't know how to appreciate this faint beauty;

He Qingqian is also different from 'Sun Erniang, the incarnated Mu Xinran, who can only show a little bit of the subtlety.

So these women who have come to Zhang Jin's house, although they also admired the beauty of Zhang Jin's courtyard at first sight, but in fact they did not really touch the bottom of their hearts.

And He Qingqian is different, but she is amazed by this small courtyard. It's like He Qingqian's own spirit hún and the spirit hún of the small courtyard get along with each other and get the admiration.

In this regard, Zhang Jin can only explain it like this, "The reason why Qingqian touches Liangshen may be because the temperament of this small courtyard is so similar to her!" It's all the same purity and beauty," Zhang Jin took He Qingqian and walked along the red brick garden road. Zhang Jin is in front, and He Qingqian is behind.

Zhang Jin walked in front, leisurely walked in the eighth master's step, and introduced to He Qingqian, "This is a little cabbage, this is a tomato............... It's "

And He Qingqian followed behind Zhang Jin. It doesn't seem to have listened to Zhang Jin's chatter at all. I only care about the frequent left and right looks.

In the pond on the left, the palm-sized fish gather and scatter, sometimes chasing each other, which is very interesting; The fist-sized tomatoes in the field on the right look red and interesting;

felt that everything in the small courtyard was fresh, that is, He Qingqian felt more and more that her eyes were not enough, and in order to see it really, she looked more and more carefully, so her steps were naturally unconscious. It slowed down. until you stand still.

Zhang Jin found that He Qingqian behind him was walking slower and slower, and Zuihou simply stopped. Standing on the edge of the pond and watching the fish in the water fight lively. He reluctantly turned around, walked back to He Qingqian, who was already some distance behind him, and pulled her to the recliner under the big locust tree and sat down; "Since you like it so much, you should go to the recliner and sit down for a while." After speaking, Zhang Jin hurriedly walked into the vegetable field and pulled a tomato with hoarfrost from the seedlings. casually picked up his clothes, wiped them with his own placket, and handed it to He Qingqian, "Taste it, absolutely pollution-free vegetables." You can't buy it in the city, you can't eat it! One bite will never be forgotten. ”

Zhang Jin's words, this tone is very similar to the charlatans who sell strong pills on the streets. If you use a familiar phrase to describe it, it is 'Wang Po sells melons, sells herself and boasts,'

He Qingqian obviously thought the same way, so she took the tomatoes from Zhang Jin's hand with a smile.

After taking it, He Qingqian first admired it. How so? Well, it's beautiful! The red ones are as deep as gemstones, and they look very full of roundness. It smells like there's a faint fragrance, but it's not real.

He Qingqian loves cleanliness very much, but she never dislikes Zhang Jin, she was and still is.

So He Qingqian didn't eat fruit as usual, he always had to wash and wash before he was willing to eat it in his mouth with confidence. Instead, it was a direct bite from the benevolent and gentle opening of the mouth.

As the cool juice rushed out from the bitten mouth, the sandalwood that flowed into He Qingqian immediately exploded in his mouth, not particularly fragrant or particularly sweet, but the taste was very rich and eternal. It is a good taste that He Qingqian has never tasted.

And this tomato has a lot of juice, but very little pulp.

After He Qingqian took a big gulp and smoked it several times in succession, the tomatoes were only left with an almost transparent skin. And He Qingqian was still sucking the zuihou in the skin a little sweet.

After He Qingqian reluctantly removed the tomato skin from the cherry blossom mouth, Zhang Jin saw that He Qingqian had eaten too quickly, and his mouth was already full of red juice, so he smiled and took out two pieces of paper from the tissue box on the coffee table, bent down and handed them over.

"You see, the crimson tomatoes here are the ones you ate before, the meat is less juicy and the best are eaten raw. Although the Yan sè next to them is slightly shallow, and the seedlings are also shorter, they can also be eaten raw, but the taste is not as good as this, but it is less juice and more meat, which is a good material for cooking! ”

After speaking, Zhang Jin straightened up and said with a smile; "If you like it, pick it yourself and eat it. I'm going to prepare a big lunch for you first! ”

Where would Zhang Jin be busy in the kitchen by himself, while he was 'idle, resting? Hurriedly got up from the recliner. "Then I'll help you."

Zhang Jin hurriedly pressed her back to sit on the recliner, "You should sit here!" Don't worry about going hungry because I can't eat what I made. I'll tell you, I'm a good cook! ”

After speaking, Zhang Jin waved his hand at He Qingqian with a smile, and shook back to the small building step by step.

Although because of He Qingqian's arrival, Zhang Jin wanted to have a good hand. But alas, the time has passed twelve o'clock. If it's complicated, I'm afraid I'll have to eat lunch and dinner together.

Therefore, Zhang Jin thought about it for a while and decided to focus on cool tones. Just make five cold, three hot and eight dishes, and it's almost enough.

Washing and chopping vegetables............... flavouring

Washing vegetables............... Chop the vegetables and put them in the pan

Just as Zhang Jin was dancing and waving a spatula and fork in the kitchen, He Qingqian poked his head out of the kitchen door. When I saw Zhang Jin's skillful and graceful movements like the previous decoction, I couldn't help but light up my eyes.

At this time, Zhang Jin also found He Qingqian, who was standing at the door and had already let the gold go, and asked in his mouth while continuing to move in his hand; "What's wrong? Not resting outside? ”

"Oh, I wanted to help, but seeing you like this, I really can't help it!" He Qingqian's look of admiration made Zhang Jin very comfortable.

"Then you can go upstairs and have a look, the scenery upstairs is still very good." Zhang Jin suggested.

"Okay!" With a promise in his mouth, He Qingqian walked towards the stairs.

Soon, Zhang Jin heard He Qingqian's exclamation, "Wow, it's so beautiful!" ”

Even Mu Xinran, a 'rough person, and Lan Feifei, a little girl, couldn't help but praise the invincible sea view on the second floor, not to mention He Qingqian, a woman with a sense of xìng?

Therefore, when he heard He Qingqian's aria-like sigh, Zhang Jin's face immediately showed a smile that he knew this was the case, and he continued to play his 'pot and bowl ● pot sonata' without delay.

Ten minutes later, just as Zhang Jin's lunch homework was coming to an end, He Qingqian's voice, which had disappeared for a while, sounded again, "Ah Jin, Ah Jin"

Hearing the call, Zhang Jin hurriedly poked his head out of the kitchen door, and He Qingqian was standing behind the guardrail of the entrance on the second floor.

He Qingqian saw Zhang Jin poking his head out, and hurriedly asked with a shy face; "That............... Can I borrow the bathroom in your bedroom? ”

Zhang Jin nodded and replied happily; "Absolutely!" After saying that, he retracted his head into the kitchen again.

At this time, Zhang Jin's hand speed was at least two beats slower than before, and he was muttering while working; "It's really not the same! Not only looks and speaks, but also not only temperament and demeanor, but even the preferences are the same as before. I still like the single sè pure cotton inner kù with the little pig pig pattern! ”

Zhang Jin couldn't help but recall the infinite scenery under the long skirt he saw from the bottom up when He Qingqian stood in the entrance on the second floor just now.

Lunch didn't start until one o'clock in the afternoon, and the table was set under the big locust tree. A table of eight immortals sits for seven people, just right.

Looking at the people sitting in a circle, blowing the sea breeze blowing through the hall from the direction of the sea, Zhang Jin boldly picked up the cup, "Come, everyone have a drink." ”。！。