The great wizard of the Northern Song Dynasty, surnamed Qian Yizi Xibai, once wrote a study tour notebook called "The New Book of the South", which recorded many customs in the wizarding world in the Tang and Song dynasties. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this notebook "Xin", an old news in the Kaiyuan period is mentioned, and it is said that '... Dragons are rough and fierce, and they are afraid of scorpions, love jade and empty green, and love to burn swallow meat. Therefore, people who eat swallow meat cannot cross the sea...', which vaguely pointed out that the dragon likes to eat roasted swallow meat, even if it is a person who eats roast swallow meat, because the body is contaminated with the breath of roasted swallow, it is easy to be injured by the coveted dragon beast, so it is not recommended to cross the sea after eating roasted swallow.

There is also a Tang Dynasty sorcerer named Zhang Shuo, the author of "Liang Gong Siji", containing the daughter of the Dragon King of the East China Sea in charge of the Dragon King Orb, Emperor Wu of Liang to burn the swallow to offer the Dragon Girl, the Dragon Girl to repay it with a variety of jewelry, during which there are more '... Burn five hundred swallows into the Dragon Palace... The little guard smelled the wax and did not dare to move. It's an interesting story to bribe it with a bird's nest and a hundred things.

Among the notes and manuscripts circulated by many wizards, they all mention the characteristic that dragons like to eat roasted swallows.

Roasted swallow is roasted swallow meat.

Swallows, feasts, peace, and the tautology of the ancients. Because of its fairy charm among the birds, it has always been loved by wizards, and is known as the 'fairy of the birds' - the popular spell 'swallow in flight', which is rumored to be born here.

Most wizards know that dragon beasts like to eat roasted swallows, but few people know how to roast them. There are not a few gray markets like wandering bars in the wizarding world, and wizards can always get something after paying a large amount of jade coins.

It's just that Zheng Qing felt that Lin Guo, who was an orphan, should not, and would not take a large amount of money to buy such a thing with a very short shelf life and a very single use.

"Where is the roasted swallow!" Zheng Qing looked at the paper bag in his hand, and finally didn't dare to open it at will, so he could only turn his head and ask the owner of this piece of barbecue: "Are you so sure that you can meet a certain lost dragon tonight?" I remember that the "Encyclopedia of the Wizarding World" mentioned that the shelf life of this thing is only thirty-six hours, beyond the deadline, not to mention those picky dragon species, even grass pythons and Shiba Inu don't like to eat it. ”

As creatures with thin dragon blood, grass pythons and Shiba Inu have almost the same hobbies as pure dragon species. Even they don't like roasted bird's nest after the expiration date, which shows how demanding this food is for time.

"I baked it myself. Lin Guo looked carefully left and right, and said in a low voice: "I've been preparing since last weekend, and I've been roasting for a week, and I'm almost roasted." ”

"You!" Zheng Qing's voice suddenly raised, and his tone was a little distorted.

"Shhhhhh

Not far away, several young wizards who were chatting glanced at the two of them curiously, and quickly withdrew their gaze. But the old hound at Uncle Verne's feet shook his ears.

Ever since Lin Guo's burning swallow took out his school bag, the old hound opened its mouth, stuck out its tongue and began to salivate, but its small movements were quickly noticed by the old man.

"How old are you!" the old man waved his stick and made a gesture to strike.

The old hound whimpered twice, smacked his lips, and collapsed to the ground with a weak breath.

Zheng Qing took a heavy breath, slowly exhaled, and after repeating it again and again, his mood finally calmed down a little.

The method of roasting bird's nest has always been known to few people in the wizarding world.

Books on this may be treasured in the depths of the Shushan Museum, but not to mention that freshmen who have not been in school for a long time are old students who have been in school for four years, and it is very difficult to find recipes for roasted bird's nest among millions of books.

It is no exaggeration to describe it as a fantasy.

""Dragon Food" written by Ryota Liu Blade," Lin Guo looked at Zheng Qing with a proud face: "I found it the first time I entered the library." The above details how to cook a roasted bird's nest for the dragon beast...... I've been studying for a summer vacation!"

"You can make money selling roasted swallows in the future. Zheng Qing pinched the kraft paper package in his hand enviously.

"No, you can't. Lin Guo said sullenly: "It is a magic book in the depths of the Book Mountain Pavilion, although I have learned it, I can only make one roasted swallow per month, and I can't use it for trading...... Don't think I'll teach you how to do it, the author named Ryota Yanagi seems to have attached a powerful contract to the book, you know. ”

"Where is that book, in what library, where?" Zheng Qing still didn't give up.

"I went a second time and couldn't find it. Lin Guo glanced at him embarrassedly, and whispered, "I asked Professor Zhang in the bookshelf corridor, but he ignored me." ”

"That stingy octopus?" Zheng Qing sighed regretfully, and finally gave up his new money-making plan.

"It's Professor Zhang, or Mr. Zhang!" the old man of Verne slammed his wooden staff on the ground.

Zheng Qing stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to squeak.

"Although all dragons love to burn swallows, not all dragons can be tempted by them. The old man Verne turned his head to look at Lin Guo, curled his thick fingers, knocked on his little brain, and scolded with a smile: "How can such a smart little brain melon not be able to figure out such a simple truth?"

Lin Guo touched the back of his head with tears in his eyes, pouted and did not speak.

"Prepare for it, I guess the previous patrol will be back soon. The old man didn't seem to have the patience to explain to them, but he just gave him an order, and went straight to his cabin.

The old hound dragged his tail and followed him lazily. Passing by the two young men, Zheng Qing seemed to see the hound sniff a few times.

When the old man walked away, Lin Guo patted his chest and complained in a low voice: "The old man Verne is so fierce! Every time I see him, I always have the feeling that he has been taught a lesson for a lifetime. ”

Zheng Qing looked at the little boy in front of him with pity, shook his head, and did not speak.

He had nothing to say.

Although he and Lin Guo exist under this starry sky at the same time, in fact, the two are not in the same world.

In other words, the two have completely different timelines.

Lin Guo is a very special student. This special does not refer to Lin Guo's entry into the first university at a young age, but to Lin Guo's peculiar concept of time.

According to Lin Guo's explanation, his concept of time has undergone the secondary processing of consciousness.

In his mind, the more important the event, the earlier the time series and embodied in consciousness, the earlier it happened.

With Zheng Qing's vague understanding, Lin Guo marked his own experience and rearranged it according to its importance.

Therefore, in Lin Guo's consciousness, he has known Blue for a long time.

Even he had known Zheng Qing for more than three years.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zheng Qing was still struggling in his hard high school life three years ago.

"Isn't this kind of timeline a distortion of your consciousness?" Zheng Qing remembered Xiao Xiao's warning not long ago, and asked curiously: "I remember that for wizards, distorting consciousness is a very dangerous behavior. ”

"But my consciousness isn't distorted. Lin Guo sorted out his equipment with great interest and replied, "It's just that our timelines are different." ”

"You can't live in your own world forever. Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help but persuade: "The past has passed after all, and adjusting your timeline indiscriminately is not good for your little brain." ”

"Don't you live in your own world?" the little boy retorted stiffly, and then lowered his head again and began to dig into his school bag.

On his school bag, the Mickey Mouse, who had been asleep, raised his head again at some point, and looked at the young public scholarship student with bared teeth.

Zheng Qing sighed and gave up discussing this slightly confusing topic.