The proprietress looked at Li Junchang like this, but she pursed her lips and wanted to laugh.

This chopping vegetable is not murder, and the cabbage is not a human head, how can it be cut down from the middle, and Lan wants to cut it off? In this way, this cabbage is considered a waste...... There is no use in the slightest.

However, the proprietress did not reproach, but was unusual, and wanted to pull out the kitchen knife from Li Junchang's hand very gently.

Li Junchang didn't understand the proprietress's intentions, and he still held it stubbornly, and the proprietress reached out and pinched the blade of the kitchen knife, and jerked it hard, but it didn't twitch, so she patted the back of Li Junchang's hand, trying to let him relax.

When the proprietress fingertips just touched the back of Li Junchang's hand, he shrank suddenly, and then let go of his hand, the kitchen knife lost the support of the force point, and naturally fell to the side, the proprietress instantly borrowed the kitchen knife, and moved more than two feet forward with her steps, closer to the table in front of Li Junchang, and the cabbage on the table that had been cut in half.

Besides, the smell of this proprietress is indeed a little different.

Li Junchang didn't remember when he was a child, when he and Jin Ye were still living in Hongzhou Mansion City, Zhenbei Wangyu, what kind of smell the proprietress had, but Fang Cai's leisurely time made him immediately feel that the proprietress was very different from every kind of charm he had ever come into contact with. Most of the so-called stunning colors are made of clothes and fat powder. Even if you have a coquettish charm that seduces people's souls, it is still superficial, covering the skin.

Li Junchang's height is much taller than the proprietress, but in this way, he is just facing the back of the proprietress head, and there is a stream from the tip of his nose, but it is the proprietress hair and body fragrance.

Although the water here is expensive, the proprietress is still a very clean person, even if it costs a lot, she must have a clean face and clear clothes. Over the years, Li Junchang has traveled south and north, and it is not a clear soup with little water and no meat stars. Of course, he also has his own understanding of women and women's bodies. But this is the first time he can be so calm and peaceful close to a woman's body, in the past, it was just to vent. Dry wood and fire, each takes what he needs, only pays attention to the softness of the skin, where is such a mood and mood?

Li Junchang once thought that drinking water was an extremely troublesome thing...... It doesn't work, but it's indispensable. The feeling of hunger can still be endured. Sometimes when I am hungry and hungry, I will be overwhelmed and light. But thirst is different, to a certain limit, if you don't drink water, then even if your eyes are black, you will fall down, and you don't know anything.

Thinking about it over and over again, if the boss's blandness is compared to water, wouldn't it highlight the importance of the boss's lady to herself?

Although the proprietress sometimes shows her charm, her charm is naturally revealed from the inside out. There is no need to deliberately, but there is an outstanding temperament in the careless heart. Of course, the flow of eye waves is not as good as this natural charm, and the natural charm is not as good as the impermanence of joy and anger. Only people are more and more uncertain and unpredictable. It's normal for people to have a slight lack of attractiveness when they are self-explanatory, just like when I was a child, I liked to eat sweet dates, but after eating too much, I would get a nosebleed on fire, and then I would shudder when I picked up the lovely sweet dates...... But before entering, even if they knew that there were such severe consequences, few people could resist the temptation of sweet dates.

From the beginning of Li Junchang following Jin Ye into this inn, the proprietress treated him with a lukewarm attitude. Neither as excited as meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country, but also not too indifferent. If Li Junchang is summed up, it is bland, as plain as drinking water. The wine is intense, starting from the lips, to the tip of the tongue, to the throat, to the stomach, invading the senses all the time, taking the focus and center of gravity of everything and everything. The tea soup is soft and elegant, refreshing and spleen, and it can always soak people into a transparent little bit, a few cups down, the armpits are abundant, and the back is practiced, which is also a unique aftertaste. Only this water, how to get in and how to get out. Except for a slight difference in color, nothing else has changed.

The body retreated to the right rear, such a close distance, he inevitably had some thoughts, and his heart was ape. After all, no one is a saint, and there is no need for anyone to pretend to be a gentleman. Li Junchang is not even a good person, so he has no condition capital to be a saint and pretend to be a gentleman.

"I thought you could help me more quickly...... But looking at your knife just now, I know that it is better for me to do it myself!"

"Didn't you tell me to cut it?"

Li Junchang asked.

The proprietress asked Li Junchang to turn into a handful of water and soaked the previously uncut potatoes in the water first.

"Does this potato need to be bathed too?"

The proprietress gave him a blank look and said.

She took the lower half of the cabbage that was cut in half by Li Junchang, and after a pause, she first cut off the root of the cabbage. The second half of the section is full of white flowers, probably because the skin has become wrinkled and wilted after being left in this dry mine for a long time.

The proprietress asked rhetorically.

"If you don't take a bath, you will naturally become dirty and dark......"

Li Junchang asked with a smile.

"What would it be like if you didn't take a bath?"

The proprietress said.

Li Junchang frowned when he heard this, and then laughed out loud.

Li Junchang replied.

"It's the same with potatoes! they won't be dirty, but they'll be black!"

Everyone who heard it was stunned, it had been a long time since they came here, and they had never heard such wanton, brisk, and unrestrained laughter. After hearing this laughter, everyone's hearts suddenly became relaxed, because they could all feel from this laughter that the laughing person was truly happy at this moment. No matter how many hardships he has experienced before, and how many more he will go through in the future, this hardship has been broken in two by this laughter. Even if he will still be lonely, suffered, and weathered after the small bowl, at least he has really been happy, relaxed, and happy. This is already a realm that many people can hope for in their lifetime.

There are not a few people who have such feelings, especially Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei on the second floor.

People are not clean because they are running around and crawling. And this potato has no legs, feet, and can't speak, how can it be dirty and black for no reason? He thought it was a casual joke from the proprietress but regarded him as a pastime.

Li Junchang's laughter was a little too indulgent, and it actually penetrated the back hall, slipped into the front hall with a puff of smoke, and then went up the stairs, filling every room.

That's right, it's still night.

For those who are happy, there is no difference between day and night, let alone who is more important than whom, but for those who are calm, the night is always a little difficult.

He also seems to be a plain person. If everything does not linger, there is no overly surging and turbulent feelings for this.

Last night.

Even if it's late in the night, there will be laughter and scolding in the hall downstairs, but if you wait patiently, they will always disappear.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, forgot to light the lamp in this kind of waiting, and sat quietly on the chair until the boiling completely subsided.

The hustle and bustle of the day will be hidden at night.

The silence of the night will not be left into the day.

It's like a person whose heart is like water, who can walk through the city without breaking a sweat in a heavy cotton jacket on dog days. But after nightfall, even on dog days, the heavy padded jacket he was still wearing would still make him shiver from the cold.

There was wind blowing outside the window, but whether it was this window, or the house, or the table in front of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, or the chair under his buttocks, it was not his, it was all his.

The night is calm, and so are the people.

The peace of man tends to be above the calm of the night, but it cannot be set off by the night.

Now he has everything that is truly his.

That's the light from this lamp.

Said no, because this is not his Zhenbei Palace, but the hostess's inn, restaurant, and grocery store. If you want to say yes, it is because the inn, restaurant, and grocery store of the proprietress are opened in Hongzhou, the domain of Zhenbei Wang. And he is the king of Zhenbei. Of course it's his.

In the end, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, lit a lamp in this house that he didn't know who it belonged to.

The moon hangs high, and so does the moonlight.

It is said that the moonlight is like a light veil, thin, slowly, drifting down, attributing everything in the world to peace, and conveying a meaning in every possible way, three words: it's time to sleep.

The lights at night are more warm than the brightest sunlight in the daytime, and Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, pushed the window open a gap slightly, allowing the warm light to tilt out weakly along this gap.

I didn't want to compete with the moonlight outside the window. No one knew why Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, did this, but not only did he do it, but he also moved the lamp towards the window.

Compared with the gentle thought of the moonlight, the light is eager.

When everything in this world is shrouded in moonlight, it falls silent, and it slowly falls asleep, only this light is still flowing unhurriedly, covering the people and things it wants to protect in thin sheets. It may look very viscous, not as clear and sassy as the moonlight, but it is this kind of viscosity that has become the only force that can compete with the moonlight in this night, and has also become a calm person like Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, who is calm and competes with the power of calm in calm.

But the appearance of lights can be regarded as breaking this eternal habit.

Compared with the lightness of the moonlight, the light is heavy.

When Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, had not yet become the king of Zhenbei, he often laughed like this. The place where he himself used to live was called the country, which was a strange name. After all, most people will call such a place their hometown, and the countryside has a derogatory connotation.

When Shangguan Xuyao left the "countryside", it was not as vigorous as he imagined, but a woman wiped all the tears on her face and the snot that flowed from crying on his face. Shangguan Xuyao didn't cry, he was always smiling. Laughter without laughter is often more thorough than laughing out loud. And he just smiled like this, letting the tears and snot gradually freeze and dry up on his face.

It was such a small lamp that allowed him not to wear heavy cotton clothes and not be shivering from the cold.

The laughter of Li Junchang that came to my ears just now was similar to the lights of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei last night, but it was more rapid and unrestrained than the viscous lights.

It wasn't until Shangguan Xuyao rarely laughed that he realized the meaning of the woman's tears and snot at the time of parting.

The first time Shangguan Xuyao didn't laugh out loud, it was when he was hit by a sword in the abdomen.

Shangguan Xuyao didn't understand why the woman was crying, and the woman didn't understand why he was so determined to leave.

Later, many years passed.

When the blade of the sword cuts through the flesh, and when blood oozes from the wound, it is not silent.

The tip of the sword first made a "pop" sound, cutting through the skin and piercing into the flesh. Immediately after that, there was a crisp "dang chang", and blood gushed out. The sound was clear, like the sound of wind chimes colliding on the porch on a summer day.

He doesn't remember what it was like or why.

If you hit a sword, you will be hit by a sword, he is a person, not an immortal. Being alone, bumping, and bleeding on your hands are inevitable. It's just that when he used to practice swords in the "country", the woman who wiped tears and snot on his face told him that if the sword came out fast enough, he would know that there would be no sound when it pierced the flesh of the other party. But Shangguan Xuyao not only did not approve, but was extremely resistant. Because in his impression, as soon as the sword is unsheathed, there will be a "whine" wind. Some people say that this voice is a mourning for a life that is about to be lost, but Shangguan Xuyao heard a strong longing from it.

His friend didn't seem to want to kill him.

Otherwise, the sword would have pierced him in the throat instead of in the abdomen.

The evening breeze in the "countryside" is soft, especially on a midsummer night. With the slight evening breeze, listening to the crispness of the bells overhead, carrying the rustle of leaves being blown by the breeze, and the rustling sound plucked the crisp wind chimes, and so on, Shangguan Xuyao could sit in a daze all night, until the evening breeze stagnated and refused to leave.

But what he didn't expect was that the first time he heard the sound of the sword piercing flesh and blood flowing out of it was on his own body, from the sword of his closest friend.

When Shangguan Xuyao was struggling to swing his sword to fight back, his friend suddenly stretched out his right index finger, put it in front of his mouth, and made a silent gesture.

"Do you hear that? This wind chime? very soft, very light...... Not like the wind, but a cat! A cat then uses the thick pink pads on its paws to flick the wind chimes that fall to the ground!"

Of course, the abdomen was also a fatal place, but my friend's sword only pierced a full inch. Not much at all, nothing less at all.

Of course, the pain of the injury is unavoidable, and the blood of such flesh wounds must be left even more.

The hand that had been pressing on the wound also moved to the side, allowing the blood to flow, soaking through his clothes and soaking the ground.

But no matter how nice the voice is, he sometimes gets tired of it.

My friend said.

Saying this, Shangguan Xuyao seemed to have heard this voice as well. I have to say that my friend's description was very accurate, and such a picture gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking at his friend's dead face, Shangguan Xuyao was also deeply entangled.

His laughter, that is, from that moment on, gradually decreased.

In the end, Shangguan Xuyao still drew his sword and fought back and killed this friend.

Until death, my friend's face has this lingering doubt, as if to say that I brought you the most beautiful music in the world, why do you want to kill me?

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, came back to his senses and shouted.

"What does the prince command?"

No matter who you are, when you know that a friend has not forgiven you until she died, I am afraid it will be difficult to laugh. As long as this knot does not pass for a day, the laughter will decay day by day.

"Sun Deyu!"

In addition, he also saw the prince's right hand on his abdomen and rubbing constantly, which made Sun Deyu a little nervous...... He thought that there was something wrong with the prince's body? Here in the mine, it was desolate, and it was mixed right now, if the prince had something to do with his three strengths and two weaknesses, he would be the biggest sinner in this Zhenbei royal domain.

Untargeted thoughts and thoughts are bound to become more and more extreme, and once you have this thought, you can't control it, and even if you give a correct explanation later, it will leave the marks of your previous doubts, and finally get into the tip of the horns.

Sun Deyu walked in in response.

He saw that the prince had lit the lamp in broad daylight and placed it on the windowsill. The window was open, but the wind and sand avoided the open window as if it had found an eye, so that the lamps placed on the windowsill did not shake in the slightest.

"Do you know that there is a dark shadow under the city wall next to the east gate of Zhenbei Wangcheng, which looks like a person squatting there?"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, asked.

Sun Deyu thought about it, but he felt chills in his body...... The hands also began to fight slightly. There is a messenger in his belt, which is made using a secret method, which is a remnant of the Star Sword Old Man Dynasty, and now this production method and loss are used, but one is missing. When Sun De left the Zhenbei Royal City this time, he hesitated again and again, but he still took one from the palace vault and kept it close to him for emergencies.

As long as he crushes this transmission talisman, the rest of the palace worshippers who are still hiding in the Zhenbei Royal Mansion will immediately receive the news and rush here at a gallop in the starry night. However, this messenger was already a matter of great deal for Sun Deyu to put on his body before leaving, and if he wanted to use it now, wouldn't it be even more entangled? Besides, the purpose of the prince's way to summon himself was not clear, if he recklessly crushed this precious messenger, it would inevitably not be reproached by the prince. For a while, Sun Deyu's right hand was hanging on the belt, and he couldn't advance or retreat.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, sighed and said.

Sun Deyu was confused when he heard it, he didn't know what the prince's words meant.

Sun Deyu shook his head and said he didn't know.

"I don't know if I can see it now, but the dark shadow was very noticeable at the time. ”

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, is not a person who is willing to go out, he is not happy to go out, and of course he is not willing to walk. But this barefoot man squatting under the city wall somehow made Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, extremely interested. It's even more interesting than a young woman with a character, standing naked in front of him.

In three days, he went back and forth to the east gate of the royal city countless times.

He also walked the east gate of the Zhenbei King City countless times, but every time he was in a hurry, where would he notice if there was a black shadow on the city wall next to the gate?

But everything that can leave a mark is something that takes years to create. The dark shadow looked like a person crouching there, but in fact it was a person who had been squatting there for a long, long time and would not leave a single step. Every time Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, walked through the east gate, he could see him, his head bowed, his arms wrapped around his knees, and by the way, he still padd his chin, his eyes opened and closed, not cloudy, but there was no luster. The clothes he wore were not tattered, at least much better than those of the real poor man and Hanako, but he was barefoot. His feet were dirty and black, blacker than the group photo he had taken behind him on the city wall, and it was almost one with the black cloth pants on his legs. If you don't take a closer look, you can't tell where the trouser legs are and where are his real feet.

Zhenbei Wanguan Xuyao stretched out his hand to him.

After pulling him up, he took him to the Xiangteng Inn in the royal city for a full meal.

No one remembers how many times it was, but it can always be counted twice anyway. It wasn't until the afternoon of the third day that Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, saw this person's body tilting forward slightly, such a subtle change was difficult to find, but he was too interested in this person, so the slightest difference could not escape his eyes.

This one night.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, smiled and handed him the entire wine jug. But he's not really a drinker...... As soon as I took two sips, I choked and coughed violently. As he coughed, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, told him that the reason why he invited him to dinner was because he saw that he was about to starve to death. Before, he could squat under the city wall and stand still, but on the third day, he couldn't hold on anymore and leaned forward. It is not a good thing to starve to death at the gate of the royal city after all, so he will invite him to dinner.

After saying the reason, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, drank all the wine in the cup and got up to leave. He has seen many such people, whose bodies are healthy and strong, and they are not sick. It is precisely because they know a little martial arts that they feel that they can travel thousands of miles to the world, break into the rivers and lakes, and when they have nothing and are full of injuries, they want to try their luck in the prosperous royal city to see if there is a profitable business and make a windfall, but they don't even have the strength to enter the royal city, so they can only squat under the city wall and use their own back to brand a black shadow on the city wall.

After the meal, he asked the man if he knew why he had invited him to dinner.

The man shook his head blankly, his eyes staring directly at the wine glass in the hand of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, also took off his boots and threw them at his feet, telling him that when he thought about it, he would put on his shoes, wash his face, and walk along the long street of Xiangteng Inn to the north, until he couldn't walk, and then he could see himself again. Afterwards, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, walked out barefoot by himself, and everyone on the top looked sideways, but he felt an unprecedented relief. It seems that what I took off was not shoes, but a pair of 100-pound shackles.

It really matters whether a person wears shoes or not...... Although it is not decent enough to be ragged, if you are barefoot and do not even have a pair of shoes, it is an indecent of unseemly, and it can be called inferior. Those people called Hanako in the royal city will also carefully cut off their pants and wrap them around their feet in the summer, so as to show off that although they want food, they still haven't lost this last trace of decency after all.

Walking and rivers and lakes are two very painful things. And a profitable business, except for killing people and overselling goods, there is nothing else. But a person who is about to starve to death, where can he still have the strength to kill people? In this world, all industries are prosperous. Even ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts and have not studied can earn food and keep themselves from starving to death. But he couldn't. The cultivation of martial arts is not thorough enough, and he is illiterate in reading. Think about the bold words when I left my hometown, and then look at the virtue I have mixed now, but I am embarrassed to go back.

Besides, when I went back, I could only go to the field and farm. has been outside, and he put down his face and went to the streets to work hard. Fortunately, the king of Zhenbei still gave him a choice before leaving. He told the man that he had a job here that would be a good fit for him. Not only can you eat enough at every meal, but you can also eat well. His favorite sauce elbow, as well as sweet and sour fish, as long as he can eat it, he can afford to pay for one hundred and eighty servings. He told the man to think about it quickly, after all, no matter how much you eat in a meal, there will be times when you are hungry.

Three days later.

In front of the palace of Zhenbei.

Although Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, was barefoot, no one dared to say that he was undignified. Because he is the king of Zhenbei and the lord of the Zhenbei royal domain. Such a counterclaim no longer applies to him, and he dares to say that even if he walks down the street naked, no one will dare to point a finger.

What Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, didn't expect was that this barefoot walk back to the palace not only did not attract any criticism for him, but added many more virtuous titles.

They may all think that this man is mentally abnormal...... I don't know when it will suddenly erupt, but it will be a flying disaster for others.

When Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, saw him kneeling in the middle of the road, it was already past noon, he had just gotten up, but he still knelt for nearly three things. Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, did not have the habit of bathing or soaking his feet in the morning, but today he asked the maid to bring a basin of hot water to soak his feet for the first time. Then, putting on a pair of white socks and brand-new boots, he walked out of the palace alone, walked up to the man, and bent down to look down at his face.

The man was wearing shoes and kneeling in the middle of the road.

The people who came and went looked at him puzzled, and most of them hid far away.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, finally led him into the palace, and from the moment the gate of the palace was closed again, the man who couldn't eat enough and didn't have shoes to wear got an unusually complete opportunity. But Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, ignored an extremely important thing, of course, he can't be blamed for this, after all, without the same experience, he can't really have a heart-to-heart.

A man who was once on the verge of starvation has become an obsession with food that can be bought with money, and this obsession suddenly reverses.

is still very thin, but his eyes are more determined and decisive. Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, asked him why he only came today, after all, it had been three days since the last meal. This makes it difficult to distinguish whether he sincerely wants to accept the work given to him by Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, or whether he came because he was hungry again and had no way out.

To the great surprise of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, this person happily admitted that he was hungry again, but he also said that only when he was hungry was his head clear. If you have enough to eat, then you just want to sleep well, and you don't have any interest in thinking about problems at all. This kind of remarks are really fresh and tight for Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei...... Because he never had a belly. A person who has never been hungry will naturally not eat too much at every meal. Because he didn't have to panic about whether the next meal was unsettled.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, looked back and saw a tray squatting in his hand, on which were placed two vegetable bowls and a rice bowl. A pair of wooden chopsticks with no lacquer left in the brown rice are slanted into the brown rice, fumigated by the heat of the rice, and the surface is covered with a layer of fine water droplets.

The window in front of me was blown shut by the wind at some point, and the lamp on the windowsill was knocked over...... Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, pushed the window again, and convinced the lamp and re-lit it. Then he took the tray in Sun Deyu's hand and put the two vegetable bowls on the left and right of the lamp, and the flip wrist full of a bowl of brown rice was placed in front of the lamp. When he had done all this, he straightened the chopsticks that had been slanted into the rice, took a step back, and began to admire the dish in front of him.

"Lord Wang, it's time to eat!"

Sun Deyu said.

"Today is Xiaoli's Sanqi. ”

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, turned his head and said to this Sun Deyu.

Today's dish has a few ingenuity.

A bowl of stir-fried cabbage, each slice is actually cut into a diamond shape, the corners of the cut surface are very flat, and the onions, ginger and garlic that have been cut into messy pieces are put in everything, it is really a good match. The other bowl is potatoes, but it is a mixture of shreds and slices. You don't need to taste this memo mountain view to know that this potato must not be delicious...... Either silk, blocks, or sheets. The dishes that are put into the pot should naturally be unified. This is not for the sake of good looks, but different shapes, the heat is also different, fried out of either old, or too tender, such a strange taste, how can it be delicious? Fortunately, he didn't want to eat it when he hung it on the king of Zhenbei, he walked to his bedside, took out a pair of brand new boots from his bag, and put them under the windowsill.

After getting up, Sun Deyu said very puzzled.

He couldn't understand why he was so affectionate to a traitor who had betrayed himself and almost killed him.

After speaking, he took him along, and bowed solemnly to the food, lamps, and boots on the windowsill.

"Lord Wang, why do you ...... this?"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, said.

Although Sun Deyu still didn't understand it thoroughly, he felt that he didn't seem to know anything about the prince in front of him......

Sun Deyu entered the Zhenbei King Domain a few years later than Xiaoli, but he had also heard about the past between Xiaoli and Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei. If it weren't for the meal at that time, he would have starved to death under the walls of the Zhenbei King City...... Where is the scenery of the palace in the future?

"You can't always negate all of a person's ...... just because you make a mistake People make mistakes, but he also did many right, good things. ”

After saying that, he smiled, and then Sun Deyu went downstairs to find the proprietress and asked for another meal to be delivered. He suddenly wanted to taste what the shredded potatoes mixed with slices would taste like, but as soon as he ate it, his eyes widened.

A pot of rice, a steamed bun is ordinary, you can't eat the ever-changing delicate things in the palace here, but no matter how many delicacies from the mountains and seas you eat, those who have vegetables and no food are inferior after all. Among the five grains, rice, millet, millet, wheat, and mushroom, from south to north, spread all over the vast five royal domains. However, almost all the people in the five royal domains know a concept, that is, the people of the two major royal domains in the northwest like to eat noodles, while the people in the two major royal domains in the southeast and coastal areas are inseparable from rice, and as for the central capital, it is full of flowers.

"You're going to make mistakes, and so will I. I can forgive myself, so I can forgive you. But I forgive myself for a moment, forgive you for always taking some time!"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, continued.

After eating, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, got up with a "whew" and disappeared in an instant.

When Sun Deyu felt the wind coming from front of him, he had already walked downstairs into the hall.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, is a native of the Pingnan royal domain, although he has been away from the "countryside" for a long time, his taste has not changed much, and he still loves to eat southern rice and fresh vegetables. And the food here of the proprietress is just hungry at best, but it has never made his eyes shine. But today, this strange shredded potato, one bite, made Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, want to stop...... Obviously, I didn't use any unusual seasonings, and the cooking technique was the same as everyday. Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, remembered the hearty laughter that Li Junchang had made earlier, and unconsciously thought that the taste of the potatoes might be inseparable from that laughter......

Sun Deyu had never seen the prince eat so wolfily, he was slow and leisurely every time, and he seemed extremely comfortable. But when he thinks about this world, there is nothing worth worrying about, so he can figure it out.

"I fried it, he cut it. Doesn't it taste good?"

The proprietress asked indifferently.

"Who fried these shredded potatoes?"

King Zhenbei asked, holding an empty bowl high.

Sun Deyu followed and walked downstairs and saw that the prince had just put the empty bowl in his hand on the table.

"See this bowl of shredded potatoes to your appetite?"

What if it's delicious? What if it's not delicious?

This meal, as long as you are sent upstairs, no matter whether it is delicious or not, whether you eat it or not, you have to pay for it. As for the taste, this is not a big restaurant, a good storefront, and no one can be picky.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, asked.

Jin Peng shook his head.

Jing Peng looked at the empty bowl and asked.

"Have you eaten?"

At this time, there were only Zhao Mingming, sugar-fried chestnuts, and the little girl.

Seeing the vegetable bowl in front of Zhao Mingming, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, stepped forward and asked:

"You must taste it, you must all taste it! If you don't eat it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, said loudly to everyone in this hall.

The person in front of him is asking, "Are you still used to eating?", not "Is it delicious?"

It sounds like it's all about the meal, but it's actually quite different.

"Are you still used to eating?"

Zhao Mingming felt a "chuckle" in her heart after hearing this, and the chopsticks in her hand suddenly froze.

"How did you get here?"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, asked the old bridesmaid to serve him a pot of tea and a pot of wine, and he sat directly opposite Zhao Mingming, and asked in a voice.

"It tastes good!"

Zhao Mingming smiled lightly and replied.

Zhao Mingming also asked in a voice.

"I know who you are, just curious why you're back here. ”

Sugar-fried chestnuts have never liked outsiders to disturb their young lady, especially when they are still eating. Seeing that Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, was sitting opposite him and the others so brazenly, he was about to slap the table and get angry, but he couldn't help it because he saw Zhao Mingming's eyes.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Come out and take a walk...... Could it be that this mine is a forbidden place?"

Zhao Mingming asked.

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, said.

It seems that he doesn't want to tell Zhao Mingming his identity, but he is very curious about what Zhao Mingming came to this mine for.

He poured himself a glass of wine, as well as a cup of tea.

I drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and at the same time drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"It's not, the mine is here, and if you don't come, it's here. It's just that now is not a good time, if you just want to walk around, it's better to leave early after reading it. If you stay for a long time, there will inevitably be some incidents. ”

Sun Deyu, the king of Zhenbei, said.

"It tastes the same as it does in the mines today. People who haven't tried it, don't know what it's like, and when they see someone doing it, they will be curious. But if you really try it, you will feel that it is just that, and there is really nothing to praise it. ”

Sun Deyu, the king of Zhenbei, said.

"What else can you taste like drinking like this?"

Zhao Mingming asked.

Sun Deyu, the king of Zhenbei, did not get any response from Zhao Mingming, but he also felt a little bored...... Wu Zi pursed his lips, but he got up and prepared to leave.

"Your wine!"

Zhao Mingming was silent.

She knew very well the thoughts of the person in front of her, and it was nothing more than letting her leave. But the more so, the stronger the attraction of the place becomes. Zhao Mingming even wanted to stay a few more days to see what would happen to this mine. Otherwise, how can I start from the moment I first step into the door, and the wine glass is persuaded to leave one after another. First the hostess, then the person in front of you.

"Count me as the one I invited you to drink!"

Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, said.

Zhao Mingming said.

This sentence was not transmitted, but came out of the mouth directly.

This should be the first time that Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, has been rejected since he took charge of the Zhenbei King Domain, but he was a little unable to react for a while. For so many years, everyone was trembling when they saw him, walking on thin ice. No one dared to object to what he had said, not even those closest to him. may secretly complain a few words, but they will never disobey the order openly, but will be meticulous and do their best to complete it.

Hearing Zhao Mingming's tone so resolute, Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, also had a way to destroy it...... He could only sigh, turned back to the table, and carried the flask and teapot in his hands. The provincial asked Zhao Mingming to stop herself, saying that if she wanted to drink this tea, she would buy it herself. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"No, I'm going to drink it, I'll buy it myself. ”

Zhao Mingming said without raising her head.

But just as he was walking up the first step of the stairs, the proprietress said that the dish was gone. Not only this plate of potatoes, but even the cabbage cut into a diamond shape, there is no more.

Looking at the back of Shangguan Xuyao, the king of Zhenbei, who went upstairs, Gao Ren's face suddenly changed greatly. Then his whole body began to go limp...... He's not tall in the first place, but he can't even reach the table!

His gaze briefly swept over Jing Yao Hao Gaoren, without making any stops, his face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a slight smile. After walking to Jin Peng's side, he reached out and patted Jin Peng's shoulder, and said:

"Gotta try this dish!"

Naturally, it is a drinking party full of friends.

Nature is centered on small ghosts.

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Jin Ye's house.

After drinking the first three cups, Qing Xueqing kept talking about something in Hua Nong.

But the voices of the two of them were extremely small, and even Wen Qiwen, who was closest to her, could only hear a rough idea.

It's just a corner of the table, but it seems very out of place with the others.

Hua Nong sat beside Qing Xueqing, and across the way, it was Wen Qiwen.

I don't know who started it, but she told Qing Xueqing about the past when she lived in the mountains.

This was also the most thrilling time for him, because when he was weak and suffering from typhoid fever, he was followed by a lone wolf.

Then I heard a staccato gasp behind me, but my body was extremely weak...... Many people think that when I am weak, my whole body should be paralyzed, but in fact, it is not, my body is extremely stiff at that time. My mind was still in the air, but my stiff body couldn't react. I wanted to turn over and see what was going on around me, but it was repeated in my head dozens of times, and I couldn't even lift a finger......"

Hua Nong said.

"The sound I heard was the same as your gasping for breath now, only the interval between each sound was longer, and to be honest I don't remember how I ended up turning over. For when I fell to the ground, I was lying on my stomach, and I rushed down. My jaw must have hit a rock, and it hurt so badly! it didn't hurt much...... But the numbness after the pain kept my neck from writhing. So I had to roll over and face the sky so I could see what was behind me!"

Hua Nong took a sip of wine and continued.

"And then? Why do you want to roll over? How did you end up rolling over?"

Qing Xueqing's breathing also began to become rapid.

Hua Nong said.

When Qing Xueqing heard this, she drank another glass of wine excitedly, but she didn't even hear the words of concern that Wen Qiwen next to him said to him to "drink slowly".

It seems that this drinking and storytelling is not only the case with the little spirit. Anyone who talks about their impressive, unforgettable, or emotional past wants to drink.

I don't know how long later, I turned over and saw a gray wolf between the trees and rocks. It should be a single one...... You know, wolves have always been a whole. When the group rises up and attacks, it looks at it, but if it is left alone, its life will definitely become difficult!"

"It's the first time I've seen you smile!"

Qing Xueqing said.

But Hua Nong suddenly fell silent...... He didn't know why he would tell Qing Xueqing about this unbearable past. Or maybe the contempt of these two people before made him hold a fire in his chest, but he had to say something that could be flaunted and proven.

Thinking about it, Hua Nong laughed.

"I laughed yesterday and I laughed before. ”

Hua Nong said.

"It's a wry smile, a wry smile is not a smile! Just like a snail can't put on a ploughshare to plow the ground. ”

Qing Xueqing pouted and said.