Soon there were more than a dozen small porcelain vases on the table. A trace of warmth appeared in Song Chengwei's eyes, but his mouth seemed to be impatient: "Okay." If you take it again, you will eat it as a meal. ”

If you can't do it well with your body, you have to eat red medicine as a meal to barely hold the blood line, Song Yu slandered in his heart, but in the end he didn't take out the red medicine again. If you have any more space, you can't hide it. Although he has been hiding too carefully. But for people other than Xie Nanshi, Song Yu didn't want to reveal his identity as a player.

God knows if Anshi Technology will deduct his plot completion because of this.

Song Yu stood up and smoothed the hem of his clothes: "Dad, do you have anything else you need to explain?" ”

Song Chengwei waved his hand with a headache: "Don't come back if it's okay." ”

"Okay." Song Yu responded casually, anyway, whether he can return to Tianyong Capital City or not depends on the plot, and it doesn't depend on him. Song Yu bowed to Song Chengwei for a while, and was about to say goodbye, when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you want to have a meal together for a while?" I asked Qiaoyi to prepare a hot pot. ”

Normally, relatives will have a meal together when they say goodbye, but this kind of family relationship is something that Song Yu has never had. Although it was just a game, when Song Yu proposed this sentence, he inexplicably had a trace of anticipation in his heart.

Song Chengwei was stunned for a moment, but quickly concealed the unnatural emotion in his eyes. "It's not like a question you'd ask."

The smile on the corner of Song Yu's mouth froze for a moment, and then returned to his uncaring appearance. He comforted himself, but Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen didn't behave like NPCs on a daily basis, and as for the other characters, he probably shouldn't have such high expectations.

Including this father, who dislikes him on the surface, but shows love everywhere.

Song Yu walked out of the Qianming Hall and looked at the clear blue sky outside. In reality, the sky in the imperial capital is always gray, and there has never been such a washed color.

This is not the reality here.

Song Yu sank his face and walked back quickly. I don't know if it's because the real time has become completely consistent with the game.,The connection between him and the game seems to be gradually deepening.,The expectations are gradually lengthened.,Even more sense of belonging.。 This is not a good sign.

When Song Yu returned to the courtyard, Qiao Yi had already prepared a mandarin duck pot in the courtyard, and the bottom of the pot was still a version of Song Yu's adjusted recipe according to modern hot pot. The red pot is slowly boiled out with butter and chili peppers, and the white pot is stewed with chicken soup and stick bones for a day and a night.

I have to say that when he smelled the aroma of the hot pot, Song Yu's depression just now was swept away, and his saliva flowed down before tears.

I don't know if it's because she's a little girl who followed her at the initial setting, only she doesn't have any cuisine, even if it's a Manchu and Han banquet, the system defaults to Song Yu to eat.

It's a pity that you can't take Qiao Yi with you when you go to the ruins, but I don't know if I can let Qiao Yi make more food and put it in my backpack. Fried chicken, roast duck, etc., may be arranged.

"Young Master." Qiao Yi held Yuan Fang who was still trying to flutter into the pot in her arms, turned her head and smiled at Song Yu when she heard the movement, and went straight to the red pot without catching Yuan Fang in her hand.

At the last moment, Du Anchen grabbed the wings of fate and held the bird firmly in his hand: "Even if you want to add a dish to us, you have to pluck it first." ”

Yuan Fang was immediately angry when he heard this, and turned his head to peck Du Anchen's hand.

Song Yu smiled and watched as one person and one bird fought together, Du Anchen, who felt weird yesterday, has now returned to his normal state.

"Young master, eat more." Qiao Yi freed her hands and smiled at Song Yu's scalded meat and vegetables. "It's just hot, and it tastes just right."

Song Yu responded, and before he could pick up the meat, he was snatched away by Du Anchen, who was still fighting with Yuan Fang on the other side, with a pair of chopsticks.

Song Yu looked at the empty chopsticks and commanded Yuan Fang: "Come on and peck her, the young master will add food to you!" ”

Xie Nanshi was as quiet as ever in the face of the chaotic scene, but the speed of shabu mutton was not slow at all, and he ate the most in this moment.

He usually prefers to eat light, so he only stare at the white pot to shabu.

Song Yu watched it for a long time, took the chopsticks from Qiao Yi's hand, and personally sandwiched a piece of mutton for Xie Nanshi. Xie Nanshi didn't doubt him, and said thank you and put it in his mouth. Immediately after, his brows furrowed, his eyes and the tip of his nose instantly turned red, and his pale lips also became red and gorgeous. The expression presents an embarrassment that swallowing is not appropriate, and spitting is not appropriate.

Song Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the midst of this laughter, a gust of wind rose from the ground, and when the wind stopped, Song Chengwei's figure was already standing in the courtyard. At this time, Song Yu was still holding chopsticks, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw someone coming.

Du Anchen was the first to get up and salute, but she could still see her usual laziness from her posture.

Qiao Yi, who was still busy cooking for her young master, knelt down next, and Xie Nanshi also got up and saluted. Only Song Yu was still sitting in place and did not move, his mouth trembled a little, and the whole person was not very controlled, only joy churned in his chest.

If this continues, the future will simply live in the game. After Song Chengwei sat down, Song Yu got up and entered the house, took out a brand new set of dishes and chopsticks and placed them in front of the other party.

In fact, there is also a hot pot in this game, but the method is antique, and the top one is the five-cooked kettle, but that kind of ingredients are often already stewed in the pot. Of course, shabu-shabu is also available, but the soup base is not as colorful as in modern times, and the dipping sauce is also missing the soul of sesame oil or sesame sauce. The taste is naturally different when eaten.

Song Chengwei went directly to the red pot, and when he entered, he was stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Finally, he muttered with difficulty: "This hot pot doesn't seem to be the same." ”

Song Yu laughed and handed over a glass of peach blossom wine, this wine is warm, and the patient is not suitable for drinking strong wine and eating spicy things. immediately stopped Qiao Yi from continuing to cook vegetables on the side, and pulled her to sit down to eat.

Relatives and friends sit around, a table of steaming hot pot, this is the fireworks in the world.

After the meal, Song Chengwei disappeared silently without alarming anyone. And Qiaoyi, under the request of Song Yu, re-entered the kitchen, vowing to cook more delicacies for her young master.

Xie Nanshi went back to the room to prepare the spell again, although he still had many charms with him that had not been used up, but he was prepared.

Song Yu was still wandering around him at first, but then he remembered something, so he simply used Xie Nanshi's pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to try to upgrade his skills. After all, with such a skill, maybe he can still save Song Chengwei.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Song Yu almost didn't hesitate too much and decided to draw a portrait of Xie Nanshi first. Xie Nanshi is the person he is most familiar with here, and he is drawing a talisman next to him at this time, a ready-made model, no need to use it in vain. However, he has only learned sketching, not too much, and now he is holding a brush, and he actually doesn't have much knowledge in his heart, so he can only try the most familiar.

However, the moment he put down the pen, Song Yu realized that it seemed that this brush stroke was much easier than he expected. The tip of the pen flows, as if you already know where to put the next stroke.

Could it be that this is the ability that comes with skills? Song Yu looked at the portrait that had begun to take shape, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Without the impetus of the aura, it is unlikely that he will become a martial arts master in reality, but ......

Remembering the feeling of putting pen to paper now, will he be able to learn Chinese painting without a teacher after returning to reality? Song Yu suddenly became a little more interested, and the speed of the pen was also accelerated by two points, and when he finally finished the finishing touch, Song Yu looked at the painting that almost completely depicted Xie Nanshi's demeanor, and he was stunned for a while.

What if this were a reality...... Painting a few more pictures is enough for him to get rid of poverty and become rich, right?!

When he raised his head contentedly, he saw Nanshi looking at him in surprise. Song Yu blinked, and showed the painting show to Nanshi: "How is it, is it still painted that you are seven points suave, handsome and chic?" ”

Xie Nanshi frowned, just now, he had a feeling that his soul was being pulled. But it's only for a moment, and it's hard to say whether it's an illusion or not. He carefully examined the painting in Song Yu's hand, but found nothing unusual. He lowered his head and continued to draw talismans: "It's very good, don't draw it again next time." ”

This is a precondition for skill upgrading, and Song Yu naturally didn't take Xie Nanshi's words to heart. After confirming that his skill proficiency was increased by one, he directly hung the painting in the south stone room, and turned around and went out with a smile.

He also had to prepare to go back to the ruins.

……

Song Yu originally planned to go to the ruins directly with Lin Ting for a showdown, but since Xie Nanshi stopped him, his cheap father also urged him to leave quickly.

More is better than less, to be honest, he doesn't want to talk to Lin Tingxu and the snake too much, and after leaving the ruins, he plans to go directly to Bai Zhao, and he is not ready to go back to Tianyong immediately to accompany Lin Ting.

But there is one person he still has to explain a few more times.

"Good Qiaoyi, help me make some ice cheese, it's going to be hot this day." After Song Yu came out of Xie Nanshi, he went into the small kitchen in this courtyard and instructed Qiao Yi to cook more food he liked.

Qiao Yi did as she did it, tears fell: "Young Master, I really can't go with ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was held down by Song Yu. Song Yu's eyes were full of smiles: "My good Qiaoyi, be careful that the wall has ears." He said and leaned into Qiao Yi's ear: "I have hired someone for you, and I will send you back to Yongxi tomorrow, and you should be more careful on the road." ”

Qiao Yi nodded obediently and did not speak again.

Since he decided to leave, Song Yu didn't want to delay too long, let alone alarm the people of Chen Guogong's mansion. After Qiao Yi prepared enough food for three people to eat for the rest of the month.

The three of them set off before dawn, this time they walked through the back door, and there were Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen guarding the mansion without alarming Chen Guogong at all.

Yuan Fang silently followed behind Song Yu.