Chapter Seventy-Two: The Frying Pan

"Frying pans. ”

"What is a frying pan?"

Qingchen had only seen the pot in the old storyteller's house, and he couldn't tell why.

"I don't know very well, I've only seen him in other people's homes, and I saw that he used this pot to cook without sticking to the pot, and it was light, so I drew it like that. ”

The pot handle suddenly sniffed, "What smell?"

"Sauce elbows. ”

"Sauce elbow?" The pot handle looked at the uneaten sauce elbow in Qingchen's hand, and smiled: "Does the little girl know that I love to eat sauce elbows?"

After complimenting, he reached out and took the sauce elbow and sniffed it, and shoved the drawing in his other hand into his arms.

"Since the girl is so hearted, I'll help you fight this pot. It's good that I don't dare to say it, the bottom of this pot will definitely not be pasted. Of course, if you're too bad at cooking, don't come to me for a fight. ”

Qingchen looked at the sauce elbow, his heart hurt a little, this person is really ...... It is estimated that when she came over, she was already eyeing her sauce elbow.

"Then, let me tell me my requirements, the size of the pot can make one or two people's meals, the pot body should be light and easy to carry, and the ears of the pot should not be easy to transfer heat. ”

The pot handle was stunned after hearing this, "The girl's requirements couldn't be higher!"

Qingchen was silent and looked at him.

"However, no matter how high the requirements are, it will not be difficult for me to handle the pot. In this way, the girl took it three days later. The pot handle got up and patted his buttocks, raised the sauce elbow in his hand and swung it, "Thank you!"

As soon as the pot turned around, Qingchen pouted and looked at Jun Yi, "My sauce elbow......"

"Do you want to ask the store to send it to the inn?"

The meaning of this sentence is to refuse Qingchen, and it is impossible to queue up to buy it for her.

Qingchen also knew that the two sauce elbows were so easy to get, completely out of Jun Yi's freshness.

How could it be possible to let him buy it again!

Of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to make such a request.

If it was replaced by Feng Wuwei, maybe she would take him to buy it a second time, but Jun Yi ......

Forget it, it's time to be content if you can eat it once.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look at the lively place. ”

This town has no name, it is different from the Lotus Village where Qingchen went, and she asked Jun Yi if she was familiar with it.

Jun Yi said that he was not very familiar, and every time he passed by, he just passed by.

I wanted to make fun of him for really living as an immortal who didn't know anything about the world, but when I saw him slow down and try to be as consistent with himself as possible, I couldn't say anything.

With such long legs, one step against her three steps, this way of walking seemed to be too difficult for him.

But Qingchen pretended not to see it, he was willing to do it, and she was happy, so why not?

The two wandered around the town, Qingchen bought a small amount of dry food, rice noodles and coarse salt, and then saw the stall and asked for a seasoning.

I asked around, and most of them answered that they had never seen it.

Jun Yi followed behind her, listened to her describe the shape and usage of the thing, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly said to her, "The thing you are looking for is not here." ”

Qingchen looked back in surprise, "Have you seen it?"

"I'm not sure, come with me. ”

Moments later, the two stopped in front of a pharmacy.

"Fairy flower, this is a medicine shop. ”

Jun Yi turned a deaf ear and raised his feet to go in.

Qingchen followed him in, and listened to him ask if the guy had any herbs from Shudi.

That flavor of medicinal materials is rarely used, only a small handful will be added when dispensing medicine, and the guy is worried that he can't sell it, so he is busy pulling out the drawer to show him.

Jun Yi picked up one or two grains and sniffed them, calling Qingchen, "You come and smell it." ”

Qingchen stepped forward, took the little bean and smelled it, "The taste is right, but this seems to look different, can you eat it?"

"I can eat and eat, but it's a little numb tongue, and I can crush it and take it in small amounts. ”

Hearing this, Jun Yi pointed to the drawer and asked the guy, "Can it be crushed?"

"Yes, how much does Childe want?"

Jun Yi saw that the amount was crushed, and it was estimated that there was only a small bottle, "All of them, put them in a sealed porcelain bottle." ”

"Okay, Childe, wait a minute. ”

The guy went to the counter with the drawer and got busy.

Qingchen was still wondering how Jun Yi knew about that thing.

"This thing is a special product of Shu and grows in the mountains and forests. Many years ago, I met a person from Shudi, who carried the powder ground into this thing to cook, and the taste was spicy. ”

"Have you eaten that man's cooking?"

"No, the person who eats vegetables is inactive, and he also likes to eat spicy food from that time. ”

I see.

While the two were talking, the guy had already bottled the ground spices.

"Childe, do you think this bottle is okay?"

"Very good, thank you. Jun Yi handed over a white spirit stone, took the bottle and gave it to Qingchen, "Let's go." ”

"Childe go slowly!"

Qingchen listened to the guy's unusually clear and long singing voice, and sighed that it was good to be rich. As soon as he made a move, he was so generous, he was really worried that the remaining spirit stones would not be enough for him to spend on himself.

The two ran from the east side of the town to the west side of the town, and Qingchen gradually stopped walking.

"My legs are so sore, why don't we go back?"

"Can you still walk?"

Qingchen blinked and looked at him in disbelief, are you going to carry me back?

Jun Yi seemed to be shocked by what she thought again.

Let him carry a woman on the street?

The person who can carry him on his back is afraid that he has not yet been born.

Without looking at it, Qingchen had already guessed Jun Yi's eyes and expressions at this moment.

Do it, do it, she suspects that there will be a moment when she will be beaten to death by Jun Yi on the ground.

Kicking the sore legs, Qingchen smiled obediently, "The inn is not far away, fairy flowers, let's go back quickly." ”

Passing by a shop selling candy, Jun Yi stopped and looked at the counter, "Do you want to buy some?"

"No, I don't. ”

Jun Yi retracted his gaze and turned to her: "Doesn't the girl's family like sweets?"

Her girl's family is not an ordinary girl's family, her life is not exquisite, and she does not have the careful thoughts of her daughter's family.

Qingchen sighed silently, thinking that he also had good intentions, and didn't want to save his face, so he raised his feet and walked to the store, "Then go in and have a look." ”

There were all kinds of preserved pastries and candies on the cabinet, and Qingchen's eyes swept over and stayed on the honey jar.

She has always been poor, she can't afford to eat or buy these things, and she doesn't know the price. Only once when the old man was cooking barbecue, I was lucky enough to smell it once, and I also remembered its name: honey.

Grilling meat with it should be fragrant, you can bring some.

She gestured to the jar, "Fill me with this." ”

"Take the sealed jar. Jun Yi didn't forget to tell the store when he paid the money. Because in his opinion, Qingchen is really rough in dealing with details.

In other words, kill or bury.

The store was considerate, picked the best jar and gave a delicate spoon.

Qingchen hugged the honey jar, thinking that the fairy flower was so intimate to him, and she spent money and accompaniment, should she repay him a little and make him happy?

"Fairy Flower, you're okay tonight, right?"

"Nothing, what are you going to do?"