Seeing the lively street market in Shengjing, Shen Qing was finally no longer satisfied with the slap world of Mu Mansion. The weather was a little hot, so he took Dimi and Qingfeng out for a walk, in order not to worry Chunqiu, he always dragged a group of guards behind him, and he was swaggering through the streets and alleys.

In the past, in Newcastle Star, Shen Qing could also receive a movie and TV series to watch and relieve boredom, but now in addition to staring, he is staring. I heard Gu Shi say that there is a big tea house on Linhe Street that sings well, especially the drama written by Mr. Jiang, every story is like a legend that happened in another world. Not only Shen Qing, but even Dimi was curious about what kind of other world it was.

The noon heat is in full swing, and the business of Dahua Teahouse is the most prosperous, some specialize in listening to dramas, and some drink a cup of herbal tea on the way, most people sit at the same table, and Shen Qing is no exception.

There are seasonal flowers and potted plants everywhere in the tea house, and there are ice buckets at the bottom of each table, and you don't feel too hot when you drink a cup of cool tea.

"What do you want to drink?" The young man was warmly entertained.

"What do you recommend for your first visit?" Shen Qing asked with a smile, she didn't know tea or wine, and it was more reliable to listen to the guy's recommendation for the first time.

"Do you want to taste the treasure of our store, Mei Xue? This wine is made from the snow water of the previous year, and it has been sealed in the cellar. The young man waited for Shen Qing to nod with a smile.

But Shen Qing is a layman, "Isn't the tea house selling tea?" ”

"We sell tea, wine and snacks, hehe. Black tea has oolong, shou mei, red plum...... Green tea has before the rain, before the dawn, and this mountain...... What kind of tea do guests want to drink? The young man's tongue slipped to their daze, "Let's brew Mei Xue, and have two plates of good-selling dim sum and a pot of oolong tea." Shen Qing greeted the guy and asked Qingfeng again, "What else do you want to eat?" ”

"Melon" Qingfeng pointed to the plate of watermelon in the other corner of the table and said babaly.

"One more watermelon, thank you."

The young man heard the voice and replied "yes", and disappeared.

Only then did Shen Qing notice that the man who shared the table with them was dressed in white clothes and white shirts, and if it weren't for the awkward mustache, he looked like a white and pure jade-faced scholar.

The little student on the stage babbled and sang, "...... The wind and clouds suddenly change, the wings of this thing are like clouds hanging from the sky, hidden from the sky, and the longitudinal Kunpeng is thousands of miles, and it is difficult to reach the back of the neck...... Thousands of high-rise buildings, collapsed in an instant......"

"It's better to say that I saw scenes in science fiction movies before." Shen Qingwei frowned and said suspiciously.

"However, there is no fact that aliens have attacked the earth at present, and it is all up to you earthlings to come up with it yourself." Dimi glanced at Shen Qing obliquely, and his gaze fell on the man in white, who was looking at Shen Qing intentionally or unintentionally at the moment, as if he had found an outlier, or the same kind.

"Aliens?" Qingfeng asked with a puzzled expression, although he couldn't understand the words, he could understand everything, but he had never heard this term.

"Guest, you want drinks and snacks, please fill them up." As the young man spoke, he neatly set up the flask and the plate, and then went out to greet the others.

"Who is this Mr. Jiang? How to write such a paragraph. Shen Qing said to himself as he poured the wine.

The man in white at the same table suddenly said faintly: "Down there is Jiang Gushi, your so-called Mr. Jiang." Madame thinks there is something wrong with the story? ”

"You are Mr. Jiang?" Shen Qing raised his head suddenly and asked in surprise, is it unexpected? What a surprise!

"Exactly."

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's a rumored legend from another world, but how did you come up with such a story?" Shen Qing asked unhurriedly, but there was a strange thought in his heart, this Mr. Jiang should not have crossed over from the Eight Classics, her thoughts were more bizarre than the story.

"My story is indeed from another world, I wonder if Madame has ever seen it?" Jiang Gushi said meaningfully.

Not only Shen Qing was stunned, but Dimi was also stunned, if this person was not talking nonsense, he must be ...... The idea is crazy.

"Sir, you've seen 'Interstellar Strike'?" Shen Qinghuo went out and asked boldly, this sci-fi film was a hit when she was in high school, and the content was very similar to the drama that Xiaosheng was singing.

"I like Bill......" Jiang Gushi said exactly the second male lead in that movie.

Before Shen Qing could answer the next sentence, a fat old man walked up to Jiang Gushi and whispered a few words. Jiang Gushi nodded while listening, and then said to Shen Qing: "If Madame wants to hear the story again, come to Dahua Tea House to find me, there is an urgent matter to deal with at the moment, and I am out of company." With that, he turned around and hurried away with the old man.

Leaving Shen Qing and Dimi in a daze, Qingfeng didn't know what to do, concentrating on eating snacks and drinking, and he drank. "Smack, sweet, spicy, um"

"Qingfeng, you little kid, don't drink this, drink tea when you're thirsty." Shen Qing snatched the wine glass from Qingfeng's hand, dipped it himself, and drank it all, this thing is wonderful, strange, strange.

"025, capture one of your little companions alive." Dimi lowered his voice and said something that only Shen Qing could hear.

"I was frightened." Shen Qing said and drank a glass of wine, another glass, this Meixue brew is really worthy of its name, delicious. I didn't even taste the flavor, and the flask was already polished.

Others are not drunk with a thousand cups, but Shen Qing pours a cup, and suffocates a pot in a row, and the wine is strong on his face, like a heat stroke and fever, and he looks sick. Dimi was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he stayed any longer, so he hurriedly dragged Shen Qing into the carriage, and had to let her wake up before dinner, otherwise Mu Beichen and Chunqiu would have to ask questions again, and his personal maid was really hard.

Even if half of Shen Qing's body is functionalized, she is still afraid of heat and alcohol for fifty years. Dimi threw her back and slept until Mu Beichen returned home and didn't wake up. This is not great, I invited the doctor to see that it is ordinary drunk, and it will be fine when she wakes up, and she wipes and wipes it with a wet handkerchief, but there is no movement, so she has to continue to sleep.

After sleeping until the third watch, she finally woke up, to be precise, hungry. Shen Qing woke up from sleep, and she was very hungry, it was impossible to continue sleeping, she had to find something to eat. She couldn't do anything to alarm others in the middle of the night, so she had to sneak around the people on duty at night and sneak to the kitchen to find food. She thought that her steps were light, but she couldn't escape Mu Beichen's ears, and the senses of the god of war were not comparable to ordinary people.

Mu Beichen turned over neatly after hearing the movement, and quietly followed her all the way to the kitchen.

Shen Qing can eat and eat, but she can't make food, the leftovers are handled cleanly, there are only a few eggs and vegetables on the board that have not been disposed of, the rice is gone, the rice cooker is completely incompetent, and the flour can't be directly flushed and drunk......

Shen Qing closed his eyes in despair, sighed heavily, dizzy with hunger, and when he opened his eyes again, it was indeed Mu Beichen's big face.