Jiang Di and Yan Xi are both people who are used to eating good food and good dishes, and they are not uncomfortable with eating food made in such a big pot.

The soup bibimbap felt better, Jiang Tu'an ate two large bowls quietly and easily, Yan Xi's amount of rice was not small, and he ate five, six, seven, and eight bowls one after another with the same bowl as Jiang Di's face that was much bigger than Lin Chuli's face.

Seeing that their eyes were gradually wrong, he stopped.

In fact, she hasn't eaten enough, and Yan Xi has a little resentment.

Jiang Di knew Yan Xi's thoughts best, and he couldn't help but be happy at the moment.

"Eat, eat as much as you want, haven't you ever seen a master eat a lot?"

"No one stipulates that the master does not eat grains and fireworks, right?"

That being said, after Yan Xi put down the dishes and chopsticks, he didn't want to pick up the dishes and chopsticks at all and continue eating.

It's not that she hasn't eaten in 800 years, she will have more time to eat in the future, so there is no need for people to stare at eating now. Although there is no malicious intent, it will still be uncomfortable.

Yan Xi has never been a person who will be easily shy, but in front of people who are worthy of her respect and attention, she will still be like a little girl from an ordinary family.

Hearing that General Zhang disliked the food on the side and that the seasoning was not to his taste, the others were accustomed to expressions, and the chef in charge only shook his head.

If you want to say that General Zhang is a good person, it must not be said, it is not possible to say that he has a bad stomach, he can't do anything big, he will only make trouble, maybe he was a lemon essence in his last life, and he still loves lemons in this life, plus he has enough power to support him to prevent those things that make him just lemon happen, and then there are those big and small troubles that General Lin has encountered that have never been broken.

When he was just a lemon, General Zhang had always been unclear.

But when it is not just lemon, General Zhang can still distinguish the priorities of things, perhaps it is also the world consciousness that gives him enough preference, otherwise if such a character is not spoiled and protected by no one, how can he always be safe and prosperous?

Jiang Di can now vaguely see everyone's luck, Yan Xi is an atmospheric lucker, there are not many people with good luck in this mission world with an ancient background, and he can't judge the preferences of world consciousness based on these people.

After all, General Lin is a serious air carrier, and General Zhang is still alive and kicking up many times.

Where are there so many absolute things, there are too many accidents, maybe General Zhang is such a special personality, I can't say.

It may also be that the world consciousness has its own ideas, or it may be that it wants to return some favors.

Everything has a reason, and all effects have a cause.

In fact, General Zhang is not too annoying, a bit like a mosquito, always buzzing, even if he occasionally bites you when you are not prepared, it will not seriously hurt you, but it can annoy you for a while.

Sometimes he still looks like a beneficial insect, not to mention how useful it is, and not to mention the merits and demerits, but to mention that he often does something that can make people laugh.

and the gold, silver and food that his family secretly subsidized, and finally used it on the soldiers.

It's not that it's either good or evil, there's so much to say.

From the urgency of the border war, to the abnormality of the General's Mansion to the appearance of giant insects, to the strange black fog and the unlucky national teacher, the context inside has not yet been sorted out.

But there is not much time, and Jiang Di does not pay much attention.

If someone investigates clearly and is willing to talk to her, then Jiang Di is still willing to listen.

Xu received a little more memories for a while, and Jiang Di only felt that he was a little tired, not only mentally, but also physically.

Lin Chuli is still just a little girl after all, what if she has divine power, her physical strength is just that, and she has to recover slowly when she is exhausted.

The physical fitness is not high, and there are a lot of thrilling things encountered this night.

"I'm sleepy after eating, and I'm about to turn into a pig." Life is not easy, Jiang Tu sighed.

Sighing here, General Lin got up and saw that the other soldiers had almost eaten, and only General Zhang was there to be picky and unhurried to solve the food in his bowl.

"There is strict discipline in the army, and you need to eat quickly during the march and battle, General Zhang is not used to eating the taste in the army, so it is better to put the bowl early, so we can pull out the camp and return to Beijing."

As soon as General Lin finished saying this, some people were eager to help General Zhang clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and General Zhang saw the posture they put up, where did he still have the heart to dislike and complain, and quickly finished eating, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks, his expression was quite proud.

It's fun and fun.

Jiang Di and Yan Xi glanced at each other and laughed out loud.

Jiang Di forgot if he had such a time, but he had heard something that a girl had inadvertently said before.

At the family dinner, every dish was made by the housewives of various small families, who were young at the time, and had drunk the same but better soup made by the same person, and when they drank the soup that had no taste and some fishy smell, they talked about the problem of this soup, and they were immediately severely criticized, and they were not let go after that.

"Actually, I'm also stating the facts, and I don't have any malice."

"I remembered that when I ate someone else's food, I could not boast about it, but I must not say anything bad, and I also remembered the embarrassment and sadness at that time."

"It's not my glass heart, it's not the person who speaks."

"They're all nice people, but they're also people who really hurt me."

"Maybe it's because of my glass heart, and after that, I rarely say how the food tastes, and I really eat less of the food I don't like when I love it."

"Maybe it didn't have any bad effect on me."

"It's just that I can't easily say what I really think."

Have a different attitude towards food, eat the food you like seriously, eat less or not the food you don't like, don't make your own food and don't pay for anything, don't judge arbitrarily.

It's something that has been taught since childhood, and it applies to everything else.

There is nothing wrong with it, and there are many uses.

If you think something ugly is unpalatable, the food is made with the heart of the person who made it, there is nowhere to praise it, you can not open your mouth, if you don't like it, you can not look at it and not judge, if you like it, you can look at it twice, after all, it is not so common.

It would be nice if the people who teach these things in a more tactful way.

The church is the church, but the psychological shadow is also left.

Jiang Di always likes to wander when he is tired, thinking of some distant things and people, thinking about it, he comes back to his senses, and he sees Yan Xi also thoughtful.

I don't know who or what she remembers.

It should be the people she wants to meet and the things that she will always remember and feel happy.

When a person is happy, there is light in his eyes, and his true spirit is flying, and he shows joy in every detail of his eyebrows and face.

Thinking of the red fruits that Yan Xi likes to eat, Jiang Di bought some while no one was paying attention to them, and when they were taken out, the red fruits were a disposable container made of a few leaves and a few thin branches that could hold the fruits.

The leaves have some herbaceous aromas, and the fruity aroma of red fruits is also attractive.

Yan Xi smelled the fruity fragrance when Jiang Di took out the red fruit, and happily took the leaf container to eat the fruit, not the juvenile form of the Vermilion Bird before, the fruit was a little small, but Yan Xi still ate them one by one, and did not forget to feed Jiang Di a few.

The red fruit that I was still thinking about just now is now in my hand, and the person I just remembered in my memory is now by my side.

It doesn't get much more satisfying than that.