Chapter 18 Come to the Tang Dynasty to go to the restaurant
After saying goodbye to the little master, Mingyi's belly sounded high-pitched.
Zimo pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly, and smiled very reservedly. Sister Mu Han gestured her index finger and slapped her face.
Shang Lang spoke directly, "Master, let's drive the car to Liquanfang, let's eat some hot food." Master Wu Xi put down the teacup, didn't even have time to swallow the tea soup, and hurriedly went to drive.
Shang Lang led her until he got into the carriage and let it go, sweating his hand.
Now, he has taken root in the Tang Dynasty with peace of mind, and for him, Ming Yi is no longer so repulsive, of course, it is not possible to sublimate to the emotional level. But today's edge is too exposed, which always arouses suspicion, but fortunately, the woman's words just now have slightly gilded the foggy life experience.
Ming: You're not curious?
DS: What are you curious about?
Ming: Why am I so good? (conceited)
DS: It's normal for someone I like to be excellent! (Narcissism)
Tea:......
Seeing that Shang Lang was still joking, she had no choice but to the other party's wrist domineeringly, and said seriously: "Let me tell you the truth, I don't know why I have those Laoshizi." I just vaguely knew that I was going to do that, so I did it naturally, as if I had always done it that way. ”
He held Mingyi's smooth little hand like fermented bean curd, "As long as you're here all the time, it's fine!" ”
Maybe she didn't experience real love in her previous life, Mingyi's heart kept beating, her face was also hot, and she stiffened, not knowing how to deal with it.
Shang Lang flicked her smooth forehead, as if waiting for the fruit to ripen thoroughly, and said slowly: "Grow up quickly, grow fat, and have a round house!" ”
As soon as these words came out, the feelings that Ming Yi had just brewed were completely dispersed. Hmph, sure enough, they are all livestock with the lower body thinking!
In Zimo's carriage, Mu Han couldn't help but ask, "Lang Jun, but are you happy with Ming'er?" ”
His family Langjun closed his eyes, and said lightly: "I am fortunate to have it, but I can't die, she is already a concubine of the Shang family, so don't talk nonsense." ”
Mu Han listened, although his face was regretful, but in his heart, he didn't mention ironing more. She also likes Lang Jun, Ming Yi is naturally good, but she can't hold back envy, jealousy and hatred, Lang Jun can give herself hope.
Everyone carried their own little ninety-nine, and they didn't save their minds until they arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.
Mingyi is like a Persian cat held in the palm of her hand, and is helped out of the car by Shang Lang. She touched her heart and said secretly, as soon as she came back to the Tang Dynasty for the first time, she was not excited, it was fake!
Who would have thought that the store would be waiting in front of the door with the guy in the morning, and they would come to say a welcome in a neat way. It turns out that this is the capital of Shang Lang's family, no wonder!
As far as the eye can see, the magnificent rouge wood (mahogany) is built, and the surface is covered with deep and simple textures, like the reincarnation mark on the side of the Sansheng Stone, giving birth to the Zen of Buddhism. From modern considerations, red can arouse people's appetite the most, so the storefront of a certain Lao is red, which greatly stimulates the consumption of hamburgers and fries.
The blonde hair and blue eyes of the Tang Dynasty grabbed a handful, but they didn't know that they were stolen to learn!
Shang Lang walked in front to lead the way, smelling the fragrance of the wood in the wooden blocks, which was refreshing, and most of the hot summer had disappeared (the Tang Dynasty without air conditioning was not hot).
When I entered the private room, I looked at the curtains hanging down from the side of the window, revealing the soft sunlight, faintly emerging the pattern of the gourd silk, taking the meaning of its longevity.
People can't help but sigh, everywhere you have to be in harmony with nature!
The shopkeeper Yu Jiang followed in and said to Shang Lang: "Lang Jun, the fish body that was sealed a few days ago was red, and it was just made to make a fish stew, and for the new master in charge of the stove, can you give me a taste, is it good to cut and cut?" ”
Shang Lang looked at Zimo and said with a smile: "In this case, then let's follow the willow leaf wisp (knife technique)." Yu Jiang nodded silently.
Zimo: "I'll taste some snow lotus silk first, and then add moon sprout beans." ”
After finishing speaking, Mu Han thanked Dade on the side. Ming Yi looked at her tears, and her heart was relieved, it was estimated that she loved to eat.
After interpreting it, I came back to my senses and saw that Shang Lang was also looking at her, so I had to hehe.
Shang Lang said helplessly: "Fool! Do you have food you miss? ”
Ming Yi continued to be stunned, "If Lang Jun eats, I will eat, you can call the shots!" ”
Although it is a flattering stupid word, Shanglang is very useful. He said to Yu Jiang again: "Qibao soup (camel's hoof soup), eight treasures stewed, remember to add a few bowls of rice." After a pause, he said to Ming Yifen, "This dish has the effect of rejuvenating the face, you can eat more in a while." ”
Ming Yi nodded like pounding garlic, Yu Shopkeeper smacked his tongue (picking the point of killing the expensive and the expensive), Zimo silently built a vinegar jar in his heart, and Mu Han was moved by the little touch, and was compared to Lang Jun of other people's families.
Shang Lang then recited: "Vinegar celery, gourd chicken, steamed cakes, golden bells, jade dew glutinous rice and all kinds of seasonal fruits." ”
Yu Jiang wrote them down one by one, and was about to go out to prepare food, Shang Lang glanced at Ming Yi's flat mind and said: "For dessert, you need papaya snow clams!" ”