He picked up a small piece of frozen tofu, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Suddenly, a unique fragrance filled my mouth.
Moreover, it is only a small piece, but it is full of juice, which tastes fragrant and mellow.
It was a taste she had never tasted before.
Even though she had been practicing for a long time, she instantly felt a sense of satisfaction when her mouth was filled with such a fresh fragrance.
Seeing that Zhao Hao and Princess Yongning were looking at her, she swallowed gently and said, "It's delicious. It's really a taste I've never tasted before."
Princess Yongning immediately smiled and said, "Aunt, I didn't lie to you, please try these dishes again."
Jiang Yiren nodded and tasted a few other fried dishes.
It’s really delicious.
It is light yet full of freshness and fragrance, without losing the original texture and taste of the vegetables.
It's truly unparalleled.
She looked towards Zhao Hao with her beautiful eyes and said softly, "Master Zhao's dishes are really excellent!"
Zhao Hao said quickly: "It's good as long as the Taoist likes it. I'm a little worried that it doesn't suit your taste."
Jiang Yiren shook her head slightly and said, "For people outside the monastery, there is no such thing as whether or not there is something to their taste. The most important thing is cultivation. As for food, as long as it can satisfy hunger, it's fine."
With that attitude, Zhao Hao didn't know what to say and could only smile and nod.
"That's what the Taoist said."
Although he didn't say anything, Princess Yongning next to him was a little unhappy.
She immediately said to Jiang Yiren coquettishly: "Aunt, you need to eat to practice..."
Seeing her like this, Jiang Yiren immediately smiled.
"Girl, it's not that your aunt doesn't appreciate it. I just want Mr. Zhao to not go through so much trouble. Why are you starting to fight for justice now?"
Princess Yongning blushed: "No, I didn't. I just wanted you to practice more comfortably!"
Jiang Yiren nodded slightly: "Auntie naturally understands your thoughts. Okay, let's eat."
The three of them said nothing more.
Concentrate on eating.
After eating, Jiang Yiren started to clean up the dishes, and Princess Yongning followed suit.
Zhao Hao thought he had to ask two little nuns to clean up the situation, but he didn't expect them to do it themselves. He wanted to lend a hand, but was stopped by Jiang Yiren.
After cleaning up, Jiang Yiren said to the two of them, "I still have classes to do. You two should take a rest first. You didn't get enough rest last night."
After saying hello, he left.
Princess Yongning yawned, looked at Zhao Hao and said, "Then I'll go back and sleep for a while. I stayed up too late chatting with my aunt last night, and I haven't woken up yet."
After saying that, he didn't care about Zhao Hao and walked back to his room.
Seeing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
He couldn't fall asleep anyway. No matter how sleepy he was during the day, it was difficult for him to fall asleep again.
It's the kind of thing where I don't want to wake up after falling asleep, and don't want to fall asleep after waking up.
But he did have a job.
This is to prepare for drawing a sketch of Jiang Yiren later.
Charcoal pencils need to be made.
This was not difficult for him either.
However, the adhesion of this kind of burnt charcoal used to make charcoal pencils is relatively poor.
It looks good when it is first painted, but it will fade over time.
No matter how well it is preserved, it will only last for one or two months at most.
There was nothing he could do about it. Improving the adhesion was a little troublesome and he was too lazy to do it.
Just keep surviving for now.
It was almost noon. Zhao Hao had finished making the charcoal pencils, but Jiang Yiren had not returned yet, and Princess Yongning had not come out either.
Zhao Hao was getting really bored waiting, so he went out and headed towards their room.
I pushed the door slightly and it opened directly.
Then he saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess was lying on the bed, sleeping in her clothes.
The stove is about to go out.
Zhao Hao tiptoed in, turned on the stove, put a few pieces of charcoal in it, and started the fire again.
Then he walked to the table against the wall and took out a dozen sheets of bamboo paper.
Seeing that Her Royal Highness the Princess was still asleep, he quietly retreated.
I went back to my room, cut the paper, made a simple drawing board, and then went out carrying it on my back.
The location of Suxin Temple is quite good. There is heavy snow outside and the mountains are covered with snow everywhere, which is completely different from the scene inside the city.
Zhao Hao is a person with artistic talent, otherwise he wouldn't be able to draw sketches or practice calligraphy.
In fact, he knows much more than that. For example, he is very interested in music, aesthetics, philosophy, and art, and has done some research on them.
In his previous life, he earned enough money to spend, so he basically started to slack off.
Learned a lot of things.
He had tried all these useless things except picking up girls, which he did without interruption from beginning to end.
Painting is just one of them.
I went out from the back door of the Taoist temple, then chose a narrow path that was not easy to walk on, came to the side of the mountain, and set up the easel in a sheltered place against the wall of the Taoist temple.
Then, he began to paint the picturesque scene on the side.
Before I knew it, it was afternoon and I had drawn three pictures in a row.
Although it was above standard, he was not very satisfied.
Since there was only one pen, there was nothing I could do but adjust the strength by changing the pressure, and the resulting effect was compromised.
As soon as I returned to the courtyard, Princess Yongning came to greet me.
"Where did you go? I asked people to go down the mountain to look for you, but the people at the foot of the mountain said you didn't go down."
Zhao Hao said, "I just made a charcoal pencil, so I felt itchy and drew two pictures in the back mountain."
As the two were talking, Jiang Yiren also walked out of the house.
"Master Zhao also knows how to paint?"
Zhao Hao hurriedly said softly: "I know a little bit, but I am sorry to make the Taoist priest and His Highness worried!"
Princess Yongning snorted, "You've been out for so long, you must be cold, hurry up and come back inside!"
Zhao Hao smiled and nodded, then followed the two into the house.
Princess Yongning said, "Come and sit by the stove, don't catch a cold!"
Zhao Hao nodded again: "The sunshine at noon is nice. I found a place to shelter from the wind. It's not too cold. Don't worry!"
Having said that, he put down the easel and walked over to sit next to the fireplace.
Princess Yongning poured him a cup of hot water. After he drank two sips, his body immediately warmed up.
Princess Yongning rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Where is the painting?"
Zhao Hao chuckled, then took out three rolled-up pieces of drawing paper from his cloak.
Princess Yongning took it in her hand and slowly opened it.
Jiang Yiren also walked to her side and looked at it curiously.
She just heard Zhao Hao say that he went out to paint, which made her very confused.
How can one paint without even a brush or ink?
He was also carrying a shelf on his back, I don't know what it was for.
Even when painting, you should use a table.
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