At dusk, the sun is gradually falling, the red sky is blooming at sunset, there are those undulating mountains at the end of the vision, and the thin mist gradually fills the air, becoming unclear, there are a few traces of white mist, bypassing the fingertips, bringing a wet coolness.

The young monk told Er Bai to go back to dinner, and Er Bai followed the little monk through the narrow lacquer-dyed mahogany corridor again, and came to the room, where she brought the meal and went to eat with the three of them.

A small bowl of buckle vegetables, a bowl of white porridge, and a white flour cage cake, the cage cake is filled with soft sweet soybean noodles, Er Bai broke the cage cake and ate it in small bites, Yan Luo also learned to break the cage cake like Er Bai, dipped in the bowl of white porridge and ate, it was not painful to eat, it was stumbling.

Ear Bai chewed the bun in his mouth, while drinking white porridge and eating buckle vegetables, which was delicious, Yan Luo looked at her and sighed: "I didn't think that you, who were originally dressed in fine clothes and food, could eat clear soup and porridge so happily." ”

Ear Baimei's eyes turned, she glanced at him coldly, and then said slowly: "Master, I can eat anything happily, brocade clothes and jade food are family background rather than nature, and the flexibility of speech does not lie in what you eat, how to eat, but in ......."

She poked her chin with the top of her chopsticks: "What you think." ”

"Can the food be made delicious because of what you think?" Yan Luo took a bite of the side dish and put it in his mouth, with a painful look on his face.

"Don't underestimate simple meals, white porridge and side dishes can restrain your brain from being full of fat, do you know it, the taste of the world is refreshing." As he spoke, a chopstick hit Yan Luo's head.

After dinner, it was time to walk around and eliminate food, and after a while, the night completely fell, and the stars twinkled in the sky, and they were clearly extinguished.

When she looked up at the sky, a stream of fire actually fell from the sky, and the white light flashed in the dark night sky, and Er Bai suddenly thought of Qi Boyuan.

She clasped her hands, gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile suddenly bloomed on her lips, like a little red in a white snow-like flower, quietly blooming, blooming beautifully and moving.

The sunshine in the early morning is not terrible, get up early, clean the ears, rub the milk fat, the climate in the south of the Yangtze River is humid, plus the summer is rainy, it is not dry at all, but the milk fat of this formula has some slightly able to isolate the sun's smoke, so it will not be tanned and ugly for so many days.

She picked up a milky white paper umbrella with red petals and prepared to stand up in the light in the hot time.

There is a different kind of wine in Metroidvania, called Snow Pulp, it is more like a northern wine, it will have the aroma of milk, the color is also like milk, the milk is white, the aroma is smoky, the entrance is delicate and silky, there is a little bit of wine prickling, and a little warm milk, neutralization is just right.

What's more valuable is that it is not easy to get intoxicating, it is very suitable for women to taste, and a greedy person like Er Bai may not be so easy to get drunk even if he drinks too much.

In the drunken tavern, the crowd was close to crowding, and when you looked at it, most of them were women drinking in the tavern, probably the reputation of the snow puree was very high, and it even exceeded their expectations.

Yan Luo looked at the women in the room, very cramped and uncomfortable, so Erbai took his hand and sat down in a dignified manner.

Ordered a bottle of snow pulp with a high price, ignoring the strange eyes of all beings, Xiao Er looked around, and recommended to them the spirits suitable for men, it seemed that they were afraid that they would not know that this was the wine that women drank and made a joke.

Er Bai smiled a little deeply: "People do not distinguish between high and low, and wine does not distinguish between men and women." ”

The three of them heard the meaning of her words, she reversed the sentence, and the original meaning was "Wine does not distinguish between high and low, and people do not distinguish between men and women." ”

So they all smiled, their smiles were bright, and their words were open-minded, and their attitudes were very calm and generous, so the eyes around them became kind and ordinary.

Yes, how can it not be beautiful when three young and beautiful sons accompany them to drink together?

The snow puree is soft in the mouth, but the aftertaste is very sufficient, it is indeed a veritable wine, they taste the syrup, order some tea snacks, and soon the sun is hot.