"Gollum~"

The sound of boiling water came from a burst of boiling water, followed by a rich aroma of meat.

Even if you simply smell the smell of this meat, you will feel comfortable all over your body, and the whole person will float up.

What smells so good?

Li Er looked puzzled, but he didn't show it.

As an emperor who reigns over the world, what kind of food has not been eaten.

But I suddenly remembered that I didn't have lunch today, so I'll eat a little bit at the little monk's place later.

Xuanzang was also stunned.

Ask the poor monk what he wants to say?

Of course, the poor monk has something to say!

Part of the dragon's body is ripe, and now it's bubbling with the aroma!

Speaking of this dragon meat, it's hell.

Before the water is boiled, there is no fragrance at all, and after boiling, the smell is so fragrant that it will ascend to heaven.

After all, it's hard to leave Chang'an and go far away, so you have to bring some specialties back.

Monkey brain or something, it must not be, the key is that the monkey head King Kong is not bad.

The next time the poor monk draws some awesome artifact, he can knock on it, and now, even if he incarnates a page of the book, he may not be able to pry open the door of the monkey's head.

When I was in Hongjiang Dragon Palace, so many aquatic products must be packed back.

Then, Hongjiang Dragon King, Jingyang Jun and some shrimp soldiers and crab generals were all packed back.

It just so happened that my cheap father and mother were weak, so they were ready to have a seafood feast.

I didn't expect Li Er to come?

Saying-

What does the poor monk say now?

What if Li Shimin knew that the Dragon King of Hongjiang, who had spent more than half a month mobilizing troops to prepare for death, was directly killed by himself?

This mentality has to explode!

"Your Majesty, the little monk has nothing to say. Xuanzang said Gou.

Anyway, the poor monk is a weak monk who has no strength to restrain the chicken.

I don't know if I ask, and then I ask to add a buff to you, the red color.

Hongjiang Aquarium collective street is a page of books to catch up, what does it have to do with me Chen Xuanzang!

"Hmph~"

Li Er snorted coldly.

I knew that this bald man was perfunctory, but I couldn't find any evidence.

It's like a lot of authors at a certain point, you know they're driving, but you just can't find proof.

After all, it's impossible to seal all dictionaries, dictionaries, and poetry collections.

"I've been here for so long, don't you little monk even know how to make tea?"

Li Er sat down by himself and said like an uncle.

Xuanzang was speechless.

This one, it seems that he is not going to leave?

Amitabha's, the dragon meat of the poor monk is almost cooked!

Xuanzang didn't say much, the ghost knew which tendon in His Majesty's mind was wrong, so he brought a pot of boiling water, put a few pieces of tea leaves he had fried into the teapot and was about to brew.

"Wait, I asked you to make tea, what are you doing here, do you want me to drink this boiling water to soak the leaves?"

Seeing Xuanzang's movements, Li Er immediately stood up.

This bald man—

It's too perfunctory.

Even if you don't know how to make tea, go to the kitchen and bring out that pot of soup, I don't mind, can you fool me with this simple swill-like tea?

And you just fool me, why do you need to fool me in front of me?

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

If I don't get an answer today, if I smoke you a few boards today, I will have the same surname as my son!

"Amitabha, this is a new tea stir-fried by a poor monk, Your Majesty, please try it. ”

Xuanzang glanced at Li Er with disdain.

Earthen buns from the Tang Dynasty.

What about the emperor, drinking that kind of thing boiled out of green onions, ginger and garlic all day long, God knows how this emperor persevered in living in dire straits every day!

"Heh~"

Sneer, you want to mock.

Xuanzang's boiling water had already rushed down.

In an instant, an indescribable fragrance wafted in the hall, and the emerald green tea leaves gently rolled in the porcelain cup, like a dancing fairy, Li Er's words that had originally reached his mouth were swallowed hard. ，

This taste-

It's kind of interesting!

It is true that Xuanzang's tea-making technique is not good, the boiling water used for brewing is just ordinary well water, and even the craftsmanship of tea making is groped out, and there are also big loopholes.

But, I can't stand this thing being centuries ahead of the current stage.

Compared with the mutton fat, green onions, ginger and garlic, which are not so much tea as soup, the cloud mud is different.

"The smell!"

Li Er sat down silently, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip gently, and suddenly the whole person froze in place.

The smell is fragrant, sweet in the mouth, accompanied by a hint of bitterness, followed by an aftertaste.

Although it's different from the tea soup I used to drink, but-

Inexplicably, I feel that I have come up completely.

There is no trace of fireworks in the whole process, and the tea is also pleasing to the eye, and there is a kind of awesome Klaas momentum at a glance.

It's a perfect match for me!

Then, Li Er was angry again.

There is such a good thing to hide and drink secretly, don't you know that the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister?

Immediately—

Quietly, pretend that there is no one around.

hid the small porcelain jar that Xuanzang used to hold tea in his sleeve.

Xuanzang ......

Xuanzang was speechless, not only Xuanzang.

It was the old eunuch who came with Li Er, who lowered his head at this time, as if he was counting how many ants there were on the ground.

Your Majesty, you are the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, how can you do such a thing!

Looking at Li Er, who was covering his ears and stealing the bell, Xuanzang was silent.

"That Your Majesty, in fact, there are still a few catties of tea in the poor monk's room. ”

Li Er......

"Ahem, you little monk is really worrying. ”

Li Er pretended not to hear it, and said earnestly like an elder.

Xuanzang???

"I offended Guanyin for you, the army has been mobilized, but you are missing, do you know how much impact your disappearance has caused me?

When I heard that you were back this time, I didn't even eat lunch, so I hurried over. ”

Li Er shook his head and said.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the five words I didn't eat lunch sounded to Xuanzang, as if it was aggravated.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is very guilty of delaying His Majesty's meal, Your Majesty should go back to the palace as soon as possible to eat. ”

If you don't have lunch, you hurry back to eat your meal, shelving the poor monk here to talk about a yarn, if you don't go away, the stewed dragon meat in the poor monk's pot is about to be cooked.

"No, now is a critical period, every extravagance and waste is to save if you can, although this thing you stew is average, hurry up and serve it, I will make it unpalatable." ”

Li Er looked at Xuanzang with a black face, and inexplicably felt that his mood suddenly improved.

The more unhappy you are bald, the more you don't want me to stay, and I have to stay today, what?!

"Your Majesty, the little monk really didn't-"

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, what are you stewing, monk. ”

As he spoke, a figure came in, the clothes on his body were windless, and the whole person looked very chic and elegant, it was Li Chunfeng. 、

"I've seen Your Majesty, the monk didn't expect you to even get a high-end ingredient like dragon meat, hurry up and bring it out!"

Li Chun said in a hurry.

"Dragon Meat?!"

Li Er was stunned.

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