Chapter Ninety-Nine: The First Sight Is Spicy

Rules are ancient precepts that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Li Tianyi was required not to eat more, not to sleep more, and not to touch women more. It is impossible for him to know how the children of the common people grow up, because he is a special person, and he cannot even be called a man, he is a 'son of heaven' who wants to call himself me.

Divine child.

People all over the world are envious, and they want to change seats with him in their dreams. But who can know his suffering? Around him, people like Sun Mink Temple spoke very beautifully, and Li Tianyi, who could speak, was speechless.

Fortunately, even if you are in the palace with high walls and deep locks, the spring breeze outside the window will always blow in: "Li Tianyi is not an idiot, he has eyes, ears, and hearts, he loves to read, and he can know some things that others don't want him to know." ”

Therefore, although Li Tianyi was polite on the surface, he had long wanted to break the spit on the faces of these people in his heart: "When your children grow up, don't you let them eat a full stomach? ”

"Goo-Goo......

All right.

What a great emperor.

Li Tianyi felt ashamed: "Ashamed of my father, ashamed of my ancestors, an emperor, there is no one to sit on this dragon chair like him." ”

When people are hungry, their noses will be very smart, and they will smell a fragrance from a long distance: "pork, shallots, coriander, sesame oil, vinegar, garlic...... It seems to be a small ravioli, without Sun Mink Temple, this supper must be full. ”

Look for the scent.

Li Tianyi slowly walked into Yonghuan Fang.

In the middle of the night, a thin layer of fog rose in Luoyang City, and the noise in the city finally began to cool down, and the flow of people gradually moved to the home, and soon the streets and alleys became quiet.

The winter night seemed to be heavier than usual, Ning Hongdou stood on the edge of the wonton stall, rolling the dough unhurriedly, her long eyelashes did not blink, her eyes were very clean, as if she could penetrate the fog in the air, lighter and cleaner than the ethereal water. Lu Yan still squatted by the stove to take care of the fire of the stall, he didn't have any strengths, just stubborn and patient, Chen Yusheng lay on the table, celery and bellflower leaned on Chen Yusheng's shoulders left and right, the three of them snored and drooled.

Guan Zhiheng was also yawning vigorously, only in the spring night, listless during the day, but this day it was dark, but he came to the spirit, staring at the huge eyes, and was counting over there. One by one, the copper plates made her count upside down, and she didn't feel annoyed after counting three or five times.

If there is a high-level sword cultivator standing aside, he will be amazed, this small wonton stall has such a thick sword qi, wisps, sticky, as if the syrup stuck together, one end of the sugar is the mist in the air, and the other end is connected to Ning Hongdou.

Thirty-six pregnancy points, this time I finally have time to polish it well, and quietly conceive and cultivate sword qi. It is also in the center of the four seas and eight wildernesses, Luoyang, the divine capital of the Tang Kingdom, and the place where the world's luck gathers.

Sword cultivation is not Taoist cultivation, you need to find the blessed land, what you pay attention to is a luck, although luck cannot be seen or touched, but it is a real existence. can't comprehend, it's just that the realm is insufficient, the second realm is the letter sword, the third realm is enlightenment, and the fourth realm is luck.

Ning Hongdou's hand touched the face, but what he felt was the entire street, the entire Yonghuanfang, and the entire god...... Of course, the farther the distance, the thinner the perception of telekinesis, and the blurrier the picture.

At this time.

In the blurry picture, a teenager suddenly broke in, walking in brocade clothes at night.

Just like a drop of ink falling into the pure lake, the mist in Ning Hongdou's eyes also subsided, and as soon as he raised his head, the young man's voice came from his ears: "Can you make me a bowl of wontons?"

The young man is naturally Li Tianyi, his voice is slightly hoarse, his face is green, but his tone is unusually heavy, just listening to this sentence, he knows that the young man has countless things hidden in his heart.

Ning Hongdou was rarely stunned, as if he hadn't heard the other party's words: "What did you say?"

Li Tianyi raised his head slightly: "I said, can you make me a bowl of wontons?"

Ning Hongdou: "Oh. ”

Li Tianyi nodded, and was ready to wait beside him.

Ning Hongdou skillfully pinched a dough, but didn't know what kind of stuffing to put in: "What kind of wontons do you want to eat?"

Li Tianyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Wontons are wontons, aren't they all the same?"

Ning Hongdou shook his head: "Can pigs be the same as sheep, and cows and shrimp taste different, right?"

Li Tianyi obviously misunderstood Ning Hongdou's meaning, if he was hungry, his brain would not be very useful, and his thinking itself was different from others. The imperial dining room has never asked this kind of question, what to eat is what to eat, whether the Son of Heaven wants to eat or not, can only guess, not ask directly.

Ning Hongdou seemed to see Li Tianyi's confusion, and thought to herself, "Hasn't this young man eaten wontons?"

took a look at Li Tianyi's dress: "It is estimated that it is the young master of a wealthy mansion, Ye Piaoling once said, don't use our eyes to look at those things that you don't know, the girls in the countryside think that the lady in the palace eats pancakes every day and chews green onions, which is naturally impossible." ”

Li Tianyi did not speak.

Ning Hongdou didn't embarrass him anymore: "Speak lightly, or speak harder?"

Li Tianyi understands this question: "Heavier." ”

Ning Hongdou raised his head and observed the young man standing beside him: "Something?"

Li Tianyi pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Ning Hongdou pursed the corners of her lips, and thought to herself: "If you don't say it, you think others can't see it?" Sister has been selling wontons on this Yonghuanfang Street for three days, and what diners haven't seen it, what kind of pretend. ”

I thought this in my heart, but I said, "Is there a taboo?"

Li Tianyi shook his head, still not speaking.

This made Ning Hongdou a little angry: "Be kind enough to solve your problem, I don't know the hearts of good people......"

With a very strange mood, Ning Hongdou's bowl of wontons was packed with some strange fillings, this stuffing was prepared this evening, thinking about research, Ning Hongdou himself had never tasted it, so he made it for Li Tianyi first.

The freshly wrapped and freshly cooked wontons were just out of the pot, and Lu Yan, who was squatting on the ground to make a fire, sneezed, rarely raised his head, looked at Ning Hongdou, opened his mouth, and wanted to speak but was embarrassed to say.

Ning Hongdou held the steaming wonton and looked at Li Tianyi: "Where are you sitting?"

Li Tianyi's stomach screamed appropriately, and then spoke: "Whatever." ”

The ravioli are placed on a separate table.

Ning Hongdou even wiped the bench himself.

In the end, Li Tianyi sat down, sitting very bookishly, and knew that the tutor was strict at a glance.

Picking two chopsticks that were more neat, Li Tianyi lowered his head and took a wonton and gently put it in his mouth, which was no different from ordinary people. Although Li Tianyi is the Son of Heaven, he said that he didn't want to be special when he looked at this Luoyang City, and he didn't want to eat the same thing, and he ate as much as the people of Luoyang ate.

And then.

"Ahem!"

Li Tianyi took the first bite of it, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out, and a fire burst out of his throat: "Ahem...... This ravioli?"

Ning Hongdou deliberately stood aside: "It's delicious, everyone says it's delicious." ”

Li Tianyi swallowed the wonton with great difficulty: "Wonton with chili filling?"

Ning Hongdou nodded as a matter of course: "The most popular wonton in Luoyang, you won't have not eaten it, right?"

Li Tianyi continued to cough, and then he couldn't complain: "It turns out that even the imperial dining room is cheating on me!"

Ning Hongdou: "It's delicious, isn't it?"

Li Tianyi nodded with tears in his eyes: "It's delicious." ”

Ning Hongdou: "Then eat more." ”

Li Tianyi: "Can you serve me a bowl of clear soup?"

Ning Hongdou: "You can't eat chili peppers?

Li Tianyi: "You heard me wrong, I mean when I finish eating, can you serve me a bowl of clear soup?"

Ning Hongdou: "Then you can eat it quickly." ”

Li Tianyi: "Eat, it's delicious." ”

Ning Hongdou: "Don't be in such a hurry, eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

Li Tianyi: "......"

When did the people of Luoyang become so fierce?

My eyes hurt so much!

I want to cry!

It seems like it's been a long, long time since we've shed a tear!

Li Tianyi is the Son of Heaven, countless pairs of eyes are staring at him all the time, where does he dare to cry easily, he does not allow himself to cry casually.

But the bitterness in my heart and the weight on my shoulders have nowhere to vent.

It's good now.

Ate the chili myself.

Is it a matter of course to cry when eating chili peppers? Is it normal not to shed tears?

Thinking like this, Li Tianyi lowered his head and ate the wontons in a big gulp, and said while eating: "This kind of wonton that Luoyang people like to eat, let's have another bowl." ”

"No!"

"Two bowls!"