"Eh? Where's my ginger?"
Chef Li put the vinegar-fried potato shreds on a plate and was about to make the spicy ginger snake, but then he realized there was no ginger left.
Ying Bing came back to his senses from the boy's face that had lost its childishness. After a long silence, he pointed at the plate of shredded potatoes.
"There it is."
“….”
Li Moxin said it was no wonder that these two potatoes could be fried into such a big dish.
It turned out to be shredded potatoes with shredded ginger.
The culinary value of Bingtuozi is still rising.
After an incense stick of time, Li Mo carried a tray and went to the lobby with Bingtuozi, just in time to meet Xie Xuan's gaze.
"Brother Li, thank you for yesterday at Fengyue Cottage."
Xie Xuan showed a smile that was uglier than crying. It seemed that he had come to terms with it, but the aftereffects were a bit strong.
"As fellow swordsmen, helping others is the essence of happiness, so why bother with words?"
Li Mo put down the tray, then calmly took Bingtuozi's hand.
"?"
Xie Xuan felt that this sounded a bit problematic.
But I don’t know where the problem lies.
Looking at Li Mo's bright and cheerful smile, he decided not to worry about the details.
"To be able to come out so quickly, Brother Xie is also a free and easy person."
Bai Jinghong nodded. He always felt that people who practiced swordsmanship should be more relaxed.
"I'm not sad at all."
Xie Xuan didn't look at the two people opposite him. He took two big sips of wine, closed his eyes and took a long breath.
But the aftereffects of the surge still made his nose sore.
He could only pick up a piece of vinegar-fried potato shreds with chopsticks to divert his attention.
"Xie brother, why are you crying?"
"These shredded potatoes are so damn delicious."
"Um?"
Princess Jiang stretched out her chopsticks curiously, wanting to know how delicious it was to make people cry. Then she stuck out her tongue because of the spicy taste of the vinegar-flavored ginger shreds.
Li Mo also took a bite.
How come it's so great?
Well, this is not a dish at all, it is clearly a work of art, you can taste sour, bitter and spicy in it, but there is no sweetness, it is just like life...
Ying Bing blinked and also stretched out her chopsticks.
"Bingtuozi, eat this."
Li Mo took timely remedy and fed Bingtuozi a piece of stir-fried snake meat, thus preventing her from making the dangerous attempt.
"I want to eat some of that." Ying Bing's cheeks moved slightly.
She wanted to know what the meal she cooked with Li Mo for the first time tasted like.
At least, it looks good...
"I'll just describe it to you."
Li Mo said seriously: "This dish looks like me, but it tastes..."
He glanced at Xie Xuan vaguely.
Ying Bing also glanced at Xie Xuan, nodded, and gave up the idea of eating shredded potatoes and ginger.
"????"
Xie Xuan suddenly no longer felt sad about the breakup.
Because compared to a broken heart, it seems that the looks from the Hammer Overlord and the Cold Fairy are more hurtful.
"To be honest, I am here today to say goodbye. After the Weapon Forging Conference, I will go into seclusion to practice arduously. I will not come out until the Pure Jun Sword Intent is fully developed."
"The next time we meet, it may be at the Hidden Dragon Conference, or a long time later."
From what he said, it seems that he has no intention of participating in the Hidden Dragon Conference unless he makes a breakthrough in swordsmanship.
Go ahead, he stood up, took a sip of wine, said goodbye, and prepared to leave.
"Thank you, brother!" Li Mo called him.
"Don't try to persuade me anymore. I've made up my mind! No need to send me off!"
Xie Xuan looked very cool.
"I'm not sending you off, I'm going with you."
"?"
"I am also a participant in the Weapon Forging Competition."
"????"
Watching Li Mo take out a black iron token from his arms, Xie Xuan stood there in a daze.
He wanted to escape so badly.
But it seems that there is no escape.
At this time, Tianshan Sword Manor.
The Tianshan Mountains in the imperial capital are covered with snow all year round. There is no distinction between four seasons and it is always extremely cold.
The sword furnace was the only warm place.
The world-famous Sword Furnace is now on a rest day. The fire and the sound of forging have all stopped today, because in three days there will be a weapon-forging conference, and the Sword Furnace needs to make preparations, so all activities have been stopped.
The apprentices here all have at least seven or eight years of experience in weapon forging.
They were tidying up and chatting in low voices.
"That young man just now seems to be of unusual status. What is his origin?"
"That is Zhong Zhenyue, the only son of the Prince of Zhennan. He is the 39th Hidden Dragon and has been in Southern Xinjiang for many years. It is normal that you have never seen him."
"He brought a lot of valuable gifts. I wonder which weapon forging master he should ask for help?"
"It should be Grandmaster Huo Bingzi? Many of the weapons that performed extremely well in the Hidden Dragon Conference were made by him."
"There is a gap between famous instruments."
"Yes, some famous weapons are comparable to Xuanbing, or even stronger than Xuanbing, but they just lack spirituality."
"Ah, but that kind of famous weapon can only be forged by a master or even a divine craftsman."
"Not only that, the materials consumed are enough to forge precious weapons."
Above sharp weapons are famous weapons, above famous weapons are mysterious weapons, above mysterious weapons are precious weapons, and above them are divine weapons.
Using the materials for casting precious weapons to create a famous weapon is simply a waste of resources.
Behind it are strong financial resources and connections.
Therefore, in terms of weapons, the geniuses from humble backgrounds and the local geniuses from the imperial capital lost at the starting line.
The apprentices were setting up the venue for the conference while shaking their heads and sighing. However, at this moment, there was a commotion at the door.
"Welcome to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
I don't know who shouted.
So all the people passing by lowered their heads tactfully.
Jiang Yu came in from the door, accompanied by Qingniao and a woman in a red dress who looked very noble.
She was tall, with fiery red hair at the ends that seemed to be burning when she jumped. She had fair skin and beautiful looks, and lived a life of luxury.
Seeing her, the apprentices all swallowed their saliva.
Princess Yuyang, now the little princess of Dayu, is deeply loved by His Majesty and has amazing talent. She is very outstanding among all the princes and princesses, second only to the eldest princess.
"Brother Prince, you promised me that you would give me a good sword for my birthday."
Princess Yuyang said in a delicate voice.
"Master Du has been silent for many years. I hope he will not disappoint you this time."
Jiang Yu showed a pampering and easy-going attitude that was not in line with his status.
Du Wufeng, one of the only four remaining master craftsmen of the sword furnace, is particularly good at forging swords.
His masterpiece is the...Tianren Divine Sword that now hangs high above the Tianren City!
The blacksmith's apprentice who heard these few words and the craftsmen who came from all over the country to participate in the conference couldn't help but twitch their lips.
Obviously, Jiang Yu and Princess Yuyang came here for the Qianlong Conference.
In order to get a famous weapon, you ask a master craftsman to forge a furnace?
In the whole world, perhaps only the prince of Dayu has such power.
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