Chapter 72: A Treat (I)
It was still early the next day, Zhang Ziyu was still asleep, and he was woken up by a phone call from Ling Shijian: "Hurry up, it's time to go grocery shopping!" β
He squinted at the time, half past six in the morning.
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"Alas!"
He sighed, but got up anyway, put on his clothes, dragged his shoes to the door, and opened it.
Ling Shijian was just outside the door, wearing a sportswear, crossed at the waist, and with a serious face. I almost engraved the words "victory" on my forehead.
Last time, when she went to see Li Weiming, she was wearing a tracksuit; Last time, when she passed the Loquat Tree copy, she was wearing a tracksuit.
In order to seduce Zhang Ziyu, she usually dresses beautifully, and only when she needs to fight, she will wear loose sportswear.
So, obviously, regarding the matter of inviting Wang Tao's family to dinner, she regarded it as a battle.
"Sister! Have you ever looked at the time? Zhang Ziyu's face was loveless, "It's only six o'clock!" β
"Yes, it's six o'clock!" Ling Shijian corrected.
She gestured down the hallway, "Look, it's already dawn!" β
Zhang Ziyu looked over, there was the window of the corridor, the sky was just bright, and there was a thin veil in the air.
Ling Shijian continued: "Moreover, if the vegetable market is late, there will be no good dishes!" You don't know the horrors of those aunts and uncles! β
"How scary can it be?" Zhang Ziyu didn't believe it.
Ten minutes later, he stood at the door of the vegetable market, looking at the surging crowd inside, and couldn't help but look at the sky.
Although his family runs a restaurant, he has never seen a vegetable market at six in the morning.
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The first time I knew it, it could be described in four big words: terrifying.
"Is this necessary?" He was puzzled, "What kind of food do you want to buy?" Aren't they sleeping? β
Ling Shijian was experienced, and replied: "For the sake of the children and grandchildren in the family, grandparents are so crazy. β
"......" Zhang Ziyu paused and looked at Ling Shijian, "Then should we go in?" β
"What do you say?" Lingshi Jian glanced at him, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and shouted softly, "Follow close." β
dragged him and rushed into the vegetable market.
Well, to buy a dish, there is a trend of Zhao Yun entering and exiting seven times on the Changsaka slope. Naturally, Zhang Ziyu is that Adou.
Lingshi Sword is not a loss of immortal cultivators, and his strength is strong, which is beyond the reach of idle uncles and aunts. She took Zhang Ziyu and easily lined up the uncles and aunts, like swimming fish, in the crowd left and right.
Finally squeezed out of the crowd, Zhang Ziyu was still dizzy and couldn't figure out the state, and heard Ling Shijian asking, "How do you sell this chicken?" β
"I'm an authentic local chicken, thirty yuan a catty!" The boss said.
βwhat's up?β Ling Shijian sneered, "Are your chicken feet made of gold or are the chicken feathers made of gold?" β
The boss glanced at her and asked, "Look at where there are local chickens now?" I'm all a native chicken from the countryside! Do you want it? β
"I'll tell you ......a count," Ling Shi Kendao said, "Fifteen yuan a catty!" β
"You're here on purpose, aren't you?" The boss is holding a chicken-killing knife, and he is menacing.
"I don't want you to kill, I'll kill myself, twelve pieces!" Lingshi Sword continued to lower prices.
"No, no, no, if you don't buy it, you can leave!"
"Thirteen!"
The boss took off the cigarette from his mouth, looked at Ling Shijian, and said, "If you don't see that you are a beautiful little girl, Lao Tzu will beat you." Cheaper for you, twenty dollars. β
"Okay!" Lingshi Kendao said, "Tie one up for me." β
Zhang Ziyu looked stupid on the side, his sword immortal would still do this?
After buying the chicken, Lingshi Sword was carried by Zhang Ziyu, and then dragged Zhang Ziyu, who had just woken up, into the crowd.
The two wandered around the stalls in the vegetable market, and Ling Shijian was responsible for skillfully bargaining with various stall owners and asking for more; Zhang Ziyu was in charge of the whole process, like a robot, Ling Shijian handed over something, and he carried it.
I don't know how long it took, but when he came out of the crowd again, Zhang Ziyu found that there was sunlight hitting his face.
When he looked ahead, it turned out to be from the vegetable market.
It's getting dark.
"Whew......," he sighed, "saved!" he sighed. β
A pair of grandmothers and grandfathers who got up early in the morning to buy vegetables came over, and when they saw them carrying large bags and small bags, the grandmother smiled and praised: "What a couple who can live." β
Thumbs up again, "It's rare to see young people like you now." β
Zhang Ziyu felt embarrassed and explained aloud: "We are not ......"
"Yes!" But as soon as he spoke, Ling Shijian interrupted him, she smiled sweetly, and replied to the old grandmother, "Thank you, grandma." We're done buying, and grandma is about to go grocery shopping. β
"Hahaha...... "The old woman smiled, "you have bought all the good dishes!" β
"Hey, hey!" Ling Shijian smirked.
The red sun shines on her smile in the early morning, which is a little well-behaved and cute. Zhang Ziyu suddenly found a problem, she is no longer like when she first came back, except for him, she was cold and arrogant to everyone.
She seems to have become normal.
became the original one, the spirit poetry sword in his heart.
But when?
He didn't pay attention.
After all, she only slashed the helicopter with a sword last week.
When the old grandmother and the old grandfather entered the vegetable market, Ling Shijian turned around and saw Zhang Ziyu staring at her directly, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?" β
"You ......," Zhang Ziyu said, "isn't it different?" β
"Really?" Ling Shijian thought about it for a while and said with a smile, "It's a little different!" β
"When?"
Ling Shijian smiled and shook his head: "I don't know." β
In fact, she knows that every minute and second with Zhang Ziyu, she is changing. The anger in her heart and her suppressed nature because of the exercises have all changed because of Zhang Ziyu.
Staying with the exterminator all day long and staying with a sunny and cheerful handsome guy all day should be different;
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not the same as in the world.
The fairy world is all immortals, and the human world is just mortals.
And the fireworks in the world are the most soothing.
What is the state of mind?
Lingshi Sword actually has some different perceptions.
The two of them carried the food, put it in the trunk in the same way, and drove to breakfast again before going home.
At nine o'clock in the morning, after feeding the cats, Chef Lingshi Sword Spirit began to prepare for today's dinner.
Zhang Ziyu sat on the sofa, holding his own translation of the vernacular version of "Pure Yang Real Man Sword Casting Technique" in his hand, curled up in his arms with Xue Xue, across the kitchen door, he looked at the Lingshi Sword preparing to kill chickens in the kitchen, and asked out loud:
"Shijian, isn't it too early?"
"It's not too early to do it slowly." Lingshi Jian replied.
"It's just Wang Tao's kid......" Zhang Ziyu said, "What are you doing so grandly?"
"I didn't invite him to eat boiling water steamed buns, I'm generous."
"If you invite him, of course you can." Ling Shijian smiled, "But now it's different. β
"What's the difference?"
Ling Shijian looked at him through the kitchen door, with a smile in his eyes.
Of course it's different.
When two people are together, it can be called home. Naturally, it is not the same as one person inviting another person to dinner.
And as the grandmother I met in the morning said, whether young couples can live and be in charge of the family is an important criterion for judging whether they can form a family.