Shen Moli had a faint smile on his face: "You are in the Qin Mountains all the year round, and I have walked three countries and six seas all the year round, Brother Tiger, do you think we have a chance to meet before?"

Regarding the strange question of the little white tiger, Shen Moli did not want to refuse directly, but fell into the heart of the little white tiger.

Hearing Shen Moli's answer, the little white tiger said gloomily: "Maybe it's ......."

As he spoke, the little white tiger raised a blue light and quietly presented an empty bowl.

Then two wisps of blue light flew lightly, and they actually controlled a pair of chopsticks to fly up in the void, and took a few dishes from each plate and put them into the bowl, and the whole action was done in one go, as if there was a transparent human race picking up the bowl and holding chopsticks to manipulate all this.

"Sister Li, although you are not hungry, I can't finish so many meals alone. Why don't I feed you some?" The little white tiger said very sincerely, and presented a bowl of food packed with blue light to Shen Moli.

"I'm not hungry yet, you ......" Shen Moli was halfway through his words, but his mouth was blocked by the roast meat that suddenly flew in.

The fragrant aroma of meat spread in Shen Moli's mouth, and the smooth and tender meat juice flowed from the meat, making Shen Moli's belly, which didn't feel hungry, growl instantly.

Hearing the hungry voice, the little white tiger didn't show any expression on his face, just pretended not to hear it, and then urged Shen Moli to say: "Sister Li, there are no outsiders here, you just have to eat like this." ”

After that, he handed over a piece of meat in blue light again, and happily presented it to the side of Shen Moli's mouth.

For some reason, Shen Moli's appearance at the moment actually made the little white tiger feel familiar for a long time.

It was clear that it had never seen Shen Moli before today, and it had nothing to do with Shen Moli before it met Qin Mingyuan's secret encounter, but just looking at Shen Moli, it felt inexplicably relieved.

"Brother Tiger, thank you for your care, you eat first, and I'll be fine. Looking at the meat that was handed to his mouth again, Shen Moli was actually a little unaccustomed to it.

Since she was a child, Little White Tiger was the first to feed her with spiritual power.

Rao is past life and in this life, Shen Moli and Yuehu have an extremely close relationship, and they have never let Yuehu feed themselves like this.

"Eating it. Unexpectedly, the little white tiger presented a plate of meat with blue light, poured it into his mouth, and took advantage of Shen Moli's time to speak, and quickly stuffed the meat placed in Shen Moli's mouth into Shen Moli's mouth again.

Looking at a delicate and lovely beauty, eating meat with her cheeks puffed out, for some reason, it made the little white tiger feel very happy.

For the little white tiger's sudden action, Shen Moli was caught off guard.

She knew the little white tiger's kindness, so she didn't postpone it.

Now that all the vases had been burned into a clay state by her black flame, she could shape a new vase by mixing it with just the right amount of water, shaping the clay into shape, and baking it with a moderate flame at a moderate temperature.

The vase sent by Qin's mother earlier, although the texture is good, but the craftsmanship of the shaper is really rough, and the clay mixed with the silt mixed with special materials in the Peifeng Valley was wasted to make a vase that is not good-looking.

Looking at the clay that was just soft and hard, Shen Moli took the black flame and hurriedly reached out and pinched it a few times.

"What's the matter, Sister Li, said that this meat has finally been dissipated?" The little white tiger misunderstood Shen Moli's intentions, and only regarded Shen Moli's stopped action as giving up tossing the vase that had already been melted by the black flame.

"Definitely. Shen Moli took the bowl and chopsticks presented by the blue light, and replied to the little white tiger with a smile.

Taking advantage of the fact that the clay was burning in the black heat and cold, Shen Moli finally had a moment of rest and food.

Hearing Shen Moli's words, the little white tiger stopped eating meat suddenly in his mouth, and was almost choked by a piece of meat.

It looked at Shen Moli in surprise, and then relieved itself before continuing to ask, "Sister Li, aren't you still tossing this mess?"

It is true that the clay after Shen Moli burned it was too dirty for the little white tiger to walk over from the clay in the past. It really couldn't understand why Shen Moli was so interested in tossing such a dirty-looking mess.

"If you want to make a good gold bottle, the selection of clay is particularly important, and the bottle sent by Qi Gongzi happens to be made of excellent clay. Shen Moli looked at the clay that was slowly warming up, and his eyes shone like autumn water.

That radiant appearance really made the little white tiger look a little stunned.

It likes to see women laughing, but in the years of Qin Mingyuan, most of the women's smiles when they see it are mixed with some fakeness. or flattery, or disdain to smile at it as a fellow party of Qi Heng, all smiles are mixed with a lot of different emotions.

With such a pure smile as Shen Moli, the little white tiger has not seen it for many years.

After being amazed by Shen Moli's smile for a few breaths, the little white tiger slowly came back to his senses.

It swallowed the little meat left on the plate in one bite, and then lazily pointed to the clay that was soft and sticky to the ground and said: "Even if you have a vision, the clay of Qin Mingyuan is sent by Peifeng Valley, Rao is a person with poor pottery, and the vase made of this kind of clay is worth worth thousands of people from the outside world." ”

When mentioning people with poor pottery skills, at the moment when Shen Moli didn't notice it, Little White Tiger secretly rolled his eyes.

All the unsightly pottery in Qin Ming Garden is shaped by Qi Heng.

There are clearly a few women who are good at pottery in each courtyard, but Xiao Baihu can't understand why Qi Heng likes to mess with these seemingly unclean soils, and after countless moldings, they can't improve.

And because of Qi Heng's preference, this object made of clay has become the first thing that many courtyard women rush to buy.

Although the little white tiger is very disgusted with the various unsightly pottery shaped by Qi Heng's hands, but for the sake of the celery coin, the little white tiger will still tout Qi Heng against his will for some time, in order to obtain some pottery to sell in various courtyards.

Naturally, for the scarce clay in Qi Heng's hands, the little white tiger has always been eyeing it.

If it weren't for Qi Heng's extremely strict management of the clay, he would have to do it himself every time he accessed the clay, for fear that the clay would have been sold to the girls of the various courtyards by the little white tiger.

It's a pity that under Qi Heng's extremely strict control, even if the little white tiger wants to take clay, he rarely has the opportunity.

Even in normal times, a few girls from each courtyard volunteered to take over the work of shaping clay, but it was extremely difficult to get Qi Heng's approval.

The clay that was transported from Peifeng Valley every once in a while was like a useless and reluctant waste in Qi Heng's hands, either made into all kinds of miserable shapes by Qi Heng, or put in Qi Heng's treasure pavilion as a waste product, but it was extremely difficult to give half a cent to others.

And the person who bought the pottery shaped by Qi Heng from the little white tiger regarded the pottery as a treasure, and naturally no one wasted the pottery like Shen Moli.

Looking at Shen Moli's scorched pile of dirt by the black flame, the little white tiger still feels that his heart hurts just by seeing it.