At this time, Huang Rong saw clearly that there was a little honey stuck to the slender mouthparts in front of the mouths of these bees, and then dripped into the celadon bowl.

There was half a bowl of water in the bowl, and a layer of yellow honey was already dripping from the bottom of the bowl.

This swarm of bees was caught by Jing Zhou from the ancient tomb.

When he came to this world, the centipede on his wrist woke up.

This centipede can control a swarm of insects, so he came to his mind to try to see if he could control the jade bees in the ancient tomb.

In the original work, the seven sons of Quan Zhen did not suffer less from this jade bee, and Zhao Zhijing died tragically under the bee venom.

Later, when he found out that the centipede could really control the swarm of bees, he brought a nest back and placed it by the window of his house.

This jade peak is a good thing, not only is it dense and sweet, but it can also be used against the enemy.

When he went, the little dragon girl didn't know if she had been taken back to the ancient tomb. If you come to this world a few years later, you can still take a look at the fairy cold beauty in the world, which is a pity.

Because there were bees in the house, Huang Rong didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of angering this group of jade bees, so she stood in front of the door and watched for a while before she whispered:

"Boss, are you there? Landlord? ”

Huang Rong was still thinking about her sweet and sour fish at this time, and wanted Jing Zhou to see her cooking skills.

This guy, the fish he ate yesterday, even said it was delicious, it was really a local bun, and he had never seen it on the market.

She cooked some food casually, and it was much better than that old king's head!

Huang Rong glanced inside, this room was not small, it was empty all around, only a few bookshelves were placed in the middle, blocking her sight.

"This house is a little strangely arranged, very different from Peach Blossom Island." Huang Rong whispered, and seeing that no one replied to her, she walked inside.

When she got to the bookshelf, she saw that behind the bookshelf was a table with a stack of papers on it, and behind the table was an empty bed.

"Haha, this bastard is not here, this girl looks at what the hell you write like a ghost drawing", Huang Rong clapped her hands, with a hint of playfulness on her face.

Since there was no one, she took the courage to look through the things on Jingzhou's table.

Linjiang Immortal Lingyu

Remember that Xiao makeup is in the treasure mirror, and ten thousand plum blossoms surround the Red Mansion. Bun clouds with two sideburns. Crazy golden wisp song, the phoenix head of the note.

The magpie ding incense is warm and the smoke trembles, and the majestic tea pot is delicate. Luan Xiao repressed the old sorrows. A spring hatred is secret, who is with the sue Yoyo.

After reading this song, Huang Rong only felt that there was a very beautiful girl in front of her who was thinking: "I don't know which girl Lingyu is, could it be Xiao Ling'er's young lady?" By the way, this bastard looks at some kind of place all day long, and gives away words from others, maybe he has some bad thoughts in his heart. This bastard's brain is spinning too fast, he's not a good guy! ”

"Let's look at what he's writing underneath, there's still a little bit of style in what this guy writes."

Putting this word aside, Huang Rong looked at the following things again.

"Phew, I know that this bastard is not a good person, he, how can he draw, can paint such a shameful person... Stuff ... ”

Below that Linjiang Immortal is a painting, painting a beauty, Luo shirt is half-dissolved, the tempting ketone body looms, and Huang Rong, who saw it, instantly turned red.

She had never seen this kind of painting before, and she only felt ashamed and indignant.

Huang Rong looked around again to make sure that no one was there, and her mind returned to the painting, and she secretly said in her heart: "This woman is not Lingyu, well, I'll take a few more looks, anyway, there is no one in this house." ”

Looking at it, she actually felt an inferiority complex.

"How can there be such a person~"

Huang Rong looked down at her softness, muttered in a low voice, and looked at the next piece of paper.

"He 。。。。。。"

When she landed, Huang Rong's eyes widened, and her face was even more red and hot.

"Is it nice to draw?"

"Beautiful, huh... When did you come? ”

Reacting to Jing Zhou's voice, Huang Rong quickly hid the painting behind her, frightened and frightened.

She was looking outside just now, but she didn't even notice when Jing Zhou was standing behind her.

Wouldn't this bastard find out what he was looking at, and give him another handle?

At this time, Huang Rong's heart was in a panic.

Looking at the embarrassed look of the girl in front of him, Jing Zhou said with a smile: "It's not good to peek at other people's things, and if you don't take out the things, don't you think that the young master I painted is too beautiful and reluctant?" ”

Jing Zhou is quite confident in his Danqing technique, although he paints a lot on weekdays, it is just a lonely self-appreciation.

Unexpectedly, the first person to see his masterpiece turned out to be Huang Rong, a girl.

"I didn't peek, I, I came... is coming ... I told you to go down and eat.

Thinking of the purpose of her coming here, Huang Rong's tone hardened, raised her head and said to Shang Jingzhou's eyes: "You haven't gotten up yet, the sweet and sour fish I made for you is not delicious when it's cold, I'm here to ask you to go down to eat!" ”

This girl refused to admit it, Jing Zhou was afraid that she was grasping this topic and would make Huang Rong anxious.

"Okay, isn't it just a painting, seeing that you like it so much, I'll give it to you, young master. This painting is hard to find, there is only one in the world! ”

This painting is not only hard to find, but also a priceless treasure in the eyes of fellow practitioners!

If it is touched by the officials of Simon, it can be sold for at least 2,000 gold.

If you let Zeng Shushu see it, cough cough, the three-legged rabbit, the long-haired turtle, and the hedgehog without a tail, take which one you like, pick whatever you like!

As long as he has it at Fenghui Peak, except for Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, I am afraid that he can take it out!

If Feng Huifeng doesn't have it, he will rack his brains to get it for you!

"I got a treasure from the young master, Feng Rong, why don't you hurry up and get a few more dishes for the young master, what is the jade flute to listen to Luomei, the bright moon night of the twenty-four bridges, how can one dish be enough for the young master to eat."

Jing Zhou remembered that when Huang Rong saw Guo Jing for the first time, he ordered four first fruits, four dried fruits, four candied fruits, and the dishes were lychee white kidneys, mandarin duck fried tripe, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, countless others, how did he get here, just a dry sweet and sour fish?

Could it be that Guo Juxia is five big and three thick, and the amount of food is amazing?

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, put the painting behind her to her chest, and hurriedly trotted out.

This shame was discovered, and she still feels that her face is hot.

Huang Rong's ghost sent him to the kitchen before he reacted: "How does this bastard know whose jade flute listens to Luomei, the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges?" ”

"Forget it, cheap you bastard, huh!"

Thinking of the painting again, Huang Rong suddenly softened, picked up the kitchen knife, and moved "bang bang".

Huang Rong is ingenious, and she cooks very quickly, and after a while, she made these two dishes.

After scolding a few words, Huang Rong put it in the food box, and Huang Rong carried it up to the second floor.

Only this person was holding a Longquan celadon bowl in his hand, and he was leaning against the window and being very idle, and she felt angry for no reason.

The First Cause of All Worlds

"Who's jade flute listens to Luomei, the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, this is what I spent a lot of effort to do!" After speaking, Huang Rong put the plate heavily on the table, reached Jing Zhou's side, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and ate it by herself.

Pouring the honey water in the bowl into the cup and drinking it all in one gulp, Jing Zhou smiled: "If it weren't for you to make this dish, you think you could sit next to the young master and me to eat?" ”

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