Manyue's eyes widened, and she was speechless for a long time, "You—How do you know?" She suddenly remembered that this person was also recruited by the judge, could it be ......

"Could it be that you are also the same clan of Nanxu?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "No." ”

"Not? Then why do you know so much, who are you, and what are your intentions here......" Manyue narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully, as if she wanted to see people through from the inside out.

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "No, no, because I am the magic weapon you are looking for!" ”

Manyue took two steps back, looked at him, still not convinced, "Aren't you a shopkeeper, why did you become a magic weapon again?" This magic weapon can open up the mind and speak to people, and it is the first time I have seen it in human form. ”

"My name is indeed Xiao Er......"

"Then your cultivation of human-shaped magic weapons, is it under the control of the demon clan or the spirit clan?" Manyue asked, but the shopkeeper couldn't interject, and looked at Lu Changfeng as if asking for help.

Lu Changfeng patted the top of Manyue's hair with a smile, "Aman, don't ask so much, let him talk about it." "It's strange to say, Manyue has always been a character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she dares to talk back to Suzaku when she is in a hurry, but she listens to Lu Changfeng's words very much.

The shopkeeper lifted his sleeves, revealing a golden arm, and said, "I didn't cultivate my human form by myself, it was Lord Xingguan who helped me create a body, and then I got out of the body of the magic weapon." ”

Manyue's eyes were straight, and she couldn't say anything other than the loser for a while. She took a deep breath and covered her heart: "He built it for you with gold?!" He has never been so generous to his uncle and uncle. ”

"Don't misunderstand, this body was created by Lord Xingguan when he was in the Nine Heavens, and the gold is in the upper realm, so it is really not valuable." Shopkeeper said.

The currency used in the Nine Heavens is the Spirit Bead, which is not like the gold and silver used in the human world, which the Manyue knows. It's just that there is a good saying that "if you don't belong to your family, you don't know that firewood and rice are expensive", and at this moment, she is in the world, so she naturally feels that gold is precious. The more she felt that the gold was precious, the more she wanted to scold the criminal.

I want to think about it, but I don't plan to worry about anything more with the shopkeeper. She turned around and said to Lu Changfeng: "If you want to find a prisoner, just tell him." Lu Changfeng only instructed the shopkeeper a few words, and he didn't stay long, and after explaining, he led the barbarian moon and turned around and walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

After such a toss, Lu Changfeng's wine woke up most of the time early, but the wine on his body did not dissipate, which was strange and uncomfortable. went back to Lufu to bathe and change clothes.

Manyue is a frequent visitor to the Lu Mansion, and the old housekeeper is even happier to see her come than to see his son-in-law go home. hurriedly instructed the little servants to prepare hot water for Lu Changfeng, and then smiled and pulled Manyue to the kitchen to eat his newly made snacks.

Steward Lu put the newly made preserved fruit dim sum jerky on a plate and set a table, "The barbarian girl hasn't been here for a long time, and the son won't come back." I'm old, and I don't have any other preferences, so I like to eat in this kitchen. If you don't come, you will make a lot of things and no one will eat them, so you can only sit idle. ”

She picked up a piece of dried apricot and threw it into her mouth, her teeth chattering with acidity, and a hint of sweetness wrapped around the tip of her tongue after the first sourness. It made her want to stop, clapped her hands, and praised: "It's delicious." ”

"Eat more if it's delicious, and here's more." Steward Lu smiled and narrowed his eyes, and pushed the dim sum plate towards her.

Lu Changfeng changed his clothes and came over, and saw the two of them talking in front of the stove. Manyue rolled up her sleeves, revealing a white and thin arm, and a ball of soft dough in her hand.

"There's a lot of attention to making pastries. Let's just say that this dough should be moderately soft and hard......" Steward Lu said, and pressed the dough in her hand with his upper hand, "You can't do it, add too much water." ”

"Why is the barbarian girl interested in learning to cook, is it going to be for someone to eat?" Steward Lu was looking forward to hearing his son-in-law's name from Manyue's mouth, after all, it was common for the girl's family to make pastries for the young man she liked to express her heart.

Manyue nodded, and grabbed another handful of flour and mixed it in: "Before I came out, I promised my master that I would learn to cook and go back and cook it for her." ”

The corners of Steward Lu's mouth narrowed slightly, "With such a well-behaved and filial apprentice as you, your master is also a good master." ”

"That's it." Someone praised her, and her tail was eager to reach the sky.

Lu Changfeng raised his hand and knocked on the door, and Manyue found out that he was here. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"Sweet potato cake." Manyue replied. The dough in her hand was a little harder, probably with too much flour, and she mixed it with water. Over and over again, the dough snowballed and got bigger and bigger.

Lu Changfeng looked at the dough in her hand, which was half larger than the housekeeper, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that for her, cooking seemed to be indeed a difficult thing for a strong man. But the person concerned didn't notice it at all.

He shook his head and smiled dumbly: "Aman, it's snowing outside, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom, why don't you go and take a look?" ”

It is obviously impossible to let her stay in the kitchen in peace, but this is only half of the learning, and leaving without her will make her seem to be very untenacious. Manyue raised her hands full of white face, "I'm still busy, don't go out to play." ”

"It's a long time coming. It's not necessarily a good thing to rush to the end, don't you? Lu Changfeng knows her temperament very well, swaying from side to side, and often being reversed when she says a sentence or two.

Manyue thought about it and felt that Lu Changfeng was right, "It makes sense, let's go." He washed his hands in the basin on the side, wiped his clothes casually, and pulled Lu Changfeng out of the door, as if he would regret it. Steward Lu looked up at him and smiled, slowly cleaning up the mess left behind.

There are only a few plum trees in the yard, and they are growing well, but they don't bloom. On the branches stand a few flower bones, interspersed with a few blooming red plums. The snow fell heavily, covering the bright red plum blossoms, and in a short time it condensed into ice crystals.

Manyue's eyes are not very good, looking at those plum blossoms, she feels like sugar gourds sold by street vendors, and the sparkling syrup is wrapped in vermilion hawthorn, sweet and sour, and the taste is very good.

She sniffed it, but unfortunately, there was only a faint floral fragrance, not as sweet and attractive as a sugar gourd.

"Why aren't these trees blooming?" Manyue turned her head and asked Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng looked at those plum trees, frowned slightly, and looked ...... Manyue strangely saw a trace of depth in his expression, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Thinking of the books I once read, the protagonist in it usually stares at a tree with such a look, if it's not thinking, then that tree must have a great background! It's either planted by my mother or planted by my father, and it's all left by my loved ones anyway.

Lu Changfeng looks like this, this plum tree can't be planted by his aunt.

Looking at his contemplative appearance, it should be! Manyue couldn't help but want to praise her intelligence.

Thinking about it, didn't he step on his sore spot, so wouldn't Lu Changfeng be very sad. In case he says something sad, what should she say, she is not good at comforting people, usually Shangguan and the punishment work.

Manyue took a breath and raised her hand to pat him on the shoulder, reassuring him, "You ......"

As soon as the words came to his lips, he heard Lu Changfeng say: "Maybe it hasn't grown well yet, I just asked someone to dig it in the suburbs a few days ago, and after a few years of growth, there will be more flowers." ”

Her words swirled around in her mouth, and then she swallowed them back, her raised hand frozen in the air, and she withdrew it stupidly. Thanks to her thinking so much, these trees are really ordinary trees, and there is no story at all. is worthy of Lu Changfeng, and the domineering general Evil Demon Prince in the script is different, and Manyue admires him very much.

"I remember you had a swing at the inn. In a few days, when the weather is better, there will be a swing here, and you can pick and plant whatever flowers and plants you like. I saw that there were no plum blossoms in the post house, and the season was just right, so I let people plant them first. The next winter, the flowers will bloom. Lu Changfeng's eyes fell on her and said slowly.

Manyue waved her hand, "It's not good, it's not good, those flowers are all cultivated by seeds, and they don't attract butterflies, but only some bees and ants." She thought for a while, "It's better to put a table with osmanthus cakes and braised pork on it, and you can also put flower rolls......"

Lu Changfeng smiled: "I don't like it, why don't you pull out all those flowers?" "It's not like hers.

"Brother won't let me. He valued flowers as heavier than silver. I tell you, I used to raise a pig, and because he had broken a few of his flowers, he asked the cook to bring it to the table that night. ”

Speaking of this, Manyue sighed and was indignant: "I'm not a stingy person, and it's not impossible for him to eat it." I still want to eat it again after fattening, and I have lost several years of meat in vain. The braised pork that day, I felt fragrant when I thought about it, and he ate a big bowl by himself, and he didn't leave me a few pieces. ”

Lu Changfeng raised his hand and touched the top of her hair soothingly, "In that case, let's eat braised pork at night." ”