The next day, when Luo'er woke up, Lin Yuanzheng looked at her with a smile on his face.

Lin Yuan has always been smiling and welcoming people, but smiling so brightly still makes Luo'er shiver.

"I bought breakfast for you!" Lin Yuan said softly.

"What's early?" Luo'er asked subconsciously.

"Sesame balls, sesame cakes, and egg pancakes and soy milk!" Lin Yuan said with a smile, "There is a breakfast stall at the mouth of the alley, and I bought some." ”

Luo'er frowned and said, "I want to eat Sun Ji's fresh mushroom soup cake!" ”

When Lin Yuan heard this, he smiled and his eyebrows crooked: "You go and freshen up first, I'll buy it!" ”

"Wait!" Luo'er hurriedly shouted to stop him, and when she saw Lin Yuan turning back with a smile, Luo'er couldn't help but rub the corners of her forehead.

"Do you have a headache?" Lin Yuan asked with concern.

"I'm not drunk!" Luo'er said helplessly.

Lin Yuan raised the corners of his lips and waited for her to continue with a happy expression.

Luo'er stared at him and thought for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak.

"I'm going to buy soup cakes if it's okay?" Lin Yuan asked with a smile.

"Can you be normal?" Luo'er couldn't help but ask.

Lin Yuan smiled good-naturedly and asked rhetorically, "What's wrong?" He looked at her with a look of indulgence.

Luo'er forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, looked at him deeply, and said, "I lost my temper last night, you don't have to be like this, I hope nothing has changed!" ”

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed, nodded with a smile, and said, "I'll go buy soup cakes!" And then he left.

Luo'er didn't know if he listened or not, and went downstairs with mixed feelings.

The only table of eight immortals downstairs, sure enough, it was full of breakfast, Zhishu, Zhang Yang and Mo Qi sat together and ate hotly, the door was half open, and some voices could be heard at the mouth of the alley, but no one passed by the door.

The past five years have been spent in such an ordinary way, no one knows, no one is curious, the years are like water, calm and waveless.

It's a pity that when she was ten years old, she left here, and as the man traveled through the rivers and lakes, she still felt new at first, but after being away for a long time, she began to miss the days in Fengling, but the things that the person decided never changed, and there was no explanation.

Luo'er never knew why they came to Fengling, nor did she know why they left Fengling.

When Zhishu saw Luo'er coming down, he stood up and scooped hot water from the stove for her to freshen up.

For the first time, Zhang Yang saw Zhishu waiting around Luo'er like this, and sneered: "The pomp and circumstance of the young master is really not bad!" ”

Zhang Yang has always been yin and yang, and Luo'er didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he glanced at him with disgust, Zhang Yang snorted lightly and turned his head.

Waiting for Zhishu to comb Luo'er's hair, Lin Yuan also came back with soup cakes.

The soup cake is the name of Helian and the Jin Kingdom, and it is also called the boiled cake in the Wei State, and as for other places, it is called noodles, although it roughly belongs to the same kind, but the noodles in Chen, Tang, Zhu, and Yu are mostly slender strips, also called noodles, while the boiled cakes of the Wei State are wide strips, and the soup cakes of the Helian and Jin States are mostly flaky.

The Jin people love to eat large slices of knife-cut, as for Helian's soup cakes, they generally cut the kneaded noodles into short strips, and after the vegetables and meat in the pot are cooked, the short strips are pressed and stretched, and they are made into squares by hand and cooked in the pot.

What Luo'er has been thinking about is the soup cake that Sun Ji cooked with fresh mushrooms as a soup.

Huanhuan tasted it happily, but suddenly stopped the spoon, and asked Lin Yuan with a melancholy expression: "Sun Ji has changed?" As soon as the words came out, he couldn't help laughing at himself, how did Lin Yuan know that Sun Ji had not been replaced.

Lin Yuan actually knew, he nodded and said: "There is only that soup and cake shop nearby, I inquired, and said that the Sun family moved away, and now it is called Zhang Ji-" and asked with concern, "Isn't it delicious?" I bought it because it smelled good. ”

Luo'er shook her head silently and continued to eat.

It's delicious, but it's different after all.

After eating breakfast, Luo'er took a group of people to walk around the city.

The population of Fengling City is similar to that of Yuannan City of Yu Kingdom, but the products of Fengling are more scarce, and the local people have wheat growers, and they will also go up to the mountains to hunt, and the harvest is relatively limited, and the largest livelihood still comes from Fengling Lan.

"As long as you cultivate ten Fengling orchids every year and sell them in the spring, it will be enough for a year's expenses in Fengling!" Luo'er said.

Fengling Lan was also one of the livelihoods she relied on when she and that person lived in Fengling City.

"In addition, Fengling people are also good at carving orchids, wood carving, stone carving, jade carving, he will, every March, the Orchid Valley flowers bloom, the world loves orchids gathered, and his carved orchid works are also sold for a lot of value-" Luo'er smiled slightly, "The matter of silver money, to him, has never been nothing!" ”

The flowering period of Fengling Orchid is in March every year, the Orchid Valley in the east of Fengling City is the only wild place of Fengling Orchid, when the flowers are full of flowers, there will be countless people who love Orchid to come, but few people can transplant the Fengling Orchid of Orchid Valley.

Only the old flower farmers in Fengling City can only cultivate the Fengling Orchid in a pot after some unknown changes, but it is also slightly different from the Fengling Orchid in the Orchid Valley, but despite this, it is already rare and hard to find.

Only Wang Jiehuan can transplant wild Fengling orchid seedlings in the Orchid Valley into pots, and no matter where they are transported, they can survive until the end of the year's flowering period.

Wang Jiehuan was able to cultivate about ten Fengling orchids every year, but he was only willing to sell one, and then they left Fengling, and no one could take the real Fengling orchid out of Fengling.

"Could it be Mr. Langu?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise, but his eyes looked at Zhishu lightly, only to see her gaze looking into the distance abruptly, but when she heard "Mr. Langu", she suddenly closed it, as if she felt that Lin Yuan was observing her, and lowered her head silently.

Luo'er nodded, although Wang Jiehuan did not show up in person back then, he was also famous, and it was not unusual for Lin Yuan to know.

"Fengling Orchid was first seen in "Continuation of Xiang Zhai Orchid", and there is also a method of transplantation of Fengling Orchid in the book, but it is still the author's conjecture, the orchid master died unexpectedly before he could try it himself, and later "Continuation of Xiang Zhai Orchid" was also scattered and disappeared!" Lin Yuan said with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect Mr. Lan Gu to be able to transplant successfully!" ”

When he said that he didn't think about it, his face was not admiration or surprise, but a kind of emotion with sadness and joy, and the corner of her eyes swept over Zhishu, and she seemed to raise her head slightly for a moment, and then buried it again.

Luo'er glanced at him puzzled, and said: "It's nothing, there are few things in this world that he can't do, not to mention "Continuing Xiangzhai Lanpu", I have also seen it!" ”

Lin Yuan looked at her in surprise: "Have you seen it?" Do you have this book in your hands? ”

Luo'er shook her head and said, "There are no books, but he once gave me a copy silently, and after I read it, he burned it!" ”

Lin Yuan looked at Luo'er thoughtfully, and Luo'er looked back calmly.

"What's wrong with you?" Behind him, Zhang Yang suddenly asked in a concerned tone.

Luo'er looked back, Zhishu's face was different, and when she saw Luo'er turn around, a trace of panic flashed.

Luo'er had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and blurted out: "Do you also know the "Continuation of Xiang Zhai Lan Spectrum"? ”

Zhishu lowered his eyes and struggled for a moment, nodded and said, "Deng Niangzi has a manuscript!" ”