In the night of Aoki Castle, although the streets are not prosperous, they are brightly lit and you can see many people with different clothing styles.
Although the night view is not as gorgeous as that of Yunzhou, you can still see many customs unique to southern Xinjiang.
According to Zhong Zhenyue, Qingmu City was a poor and barren place twenty years ago, but under the governance of Uncle Qu, people now live and work in peace and contentment, with their doors open at night.
Many brothers who came from Nanguan City even found their home here and settled down.
"Boss, are you still going to make sugar paintings today?"
Passing by the sugar painting stall from yesterday, the chubby grandson of the stall owner recognized their child king at a glance.
"Want one?"
Li Mo turned around and asked.
As soon as he asked this question, he felt the hand in his palm tighten, and her fingertips curled slightly.
"I ate it yesterday." Ying Bing shook his head.
"You can draw something different from yesterday. They say color, fragrance and taste are important, so the color is very important. Changing the appearance is a new experience."
"What do you mean?"
Zhong Ling asked curiously. She heard that to capture a person's heart, one must first capture that person's stomach.
For example, Li Mo and Ying Bing in front of us.
You see, if Li Mo’s cooking wasn’t so delicious, would the famous Fairy Han run to the camp gate to wait for him to come home?
To be honest, she was very surprised at the time. At first glance, she felt that this Fairy Han was worthy of her name. She was really like a fairy who was detached from the world and whom strangers should not approach.
Wangqi Douhun.....Although I promised not to call him that in front of Li Mo.....
But at this moment, the two of them gave Zhong Ling the feeling that...
There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames!
Li Mo smiled slightly, this really speaks to his strong point.
"For example, the same food, with different appearances, can make people hungry, but it can make people hard to swallow."
Li Mo asked for a small spoonful of syrup from the stall, poured it on the table, and gently stirred it with a bamboo stick.
"Do you think this tastes good?"
Student Li pointed at the syrup in the shape of poop that had been twisted a few times on the table and asked.
"vomit....."
From the fact that Zhong Zhenyue subconsciously retched, we can tell his answer.
“….”
Zhong Ling thought that this man who brought prosperity to his wife was really good at painting.
He knows what it means when something doesn't look tasty.
Ying Bing tilted her head slightly.
"This is a negative example." Li Mo smiled.
“What about positive examples?”
"Let me think about it."
Li Mo used the burning inner energy to remelt the sugar juice while his eyes slightly lowered.
This was actually a subconscious action when he was thinking.
But as luck would have it, a pair of long, smooth legs with white stockings on short boots came into view.
I wonder if anyone has had this experience.
When I was taking notes in class, I was distracted, and when I looked at my notebook, it was full of random things that just came to my mind. I was even distracted during the exam, and when I looked at the fill-in-the-blank question, I saw the name of my secret crush...
This is the current situation of student Li.
"Brother Li, this is what you said, it looks delicious...?"
“This seems to be…”
Zhong Ling and Zhong Zhenyue looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Ying Bing glanced at him.
gentleman.....
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Isn't this a good implication?"
Li Mo grabbed the candy and threw it into his mouth.
"But aren't we talking about sex? Doesn't this piece of candy look good..."
"Sugar? What kind of sugar?"
Li Mo looked serious but he seemed to have lost his memory and was suddenly relived:
"Oh, yeah, where were we talking about? We were talking about the appearance, aroma and taste of cooking. How about we have a barbecue today? That would be the best way to verify my theory."
“….”
Seeing that his cheeks were puffed up and he had not even wiped the sparkling blood off his lips, and he was still talking, Ying Bing had an expressionless face. She gently pulled her hand out of his palm, took off the jade hairpin, and let down her tied black hair.
When the black hair is let down, it can cover the ears and neck.
Zhong Zhenyue looked confused, while Zhong Ling had some doubts about Xiao Li's cooking skills.
Not long.
We have arrived at the restaurant.
The owner of Jiawei Restaurant was once a sergeant under the King of Zhennan. The owner also knew Zhong Zhenyue. When Zhong Zhenyue arrived, the owner who was missing an arm hurried to greet him.
The two chatted and expressed many emotions.
Bingtuozi went back to his room alone as soon as he got off the carriage. His steps seemed a little... hurried?
Li Mo didn't know what happened to her suddenly.
"I'll call you for dinner later."
".....Um."
Li Mo saw her pause as she walked into the door, as if in a trance. After two seconds, she nodded slightly, and couldn't help but make some guesses.
Maybe Bingtuozi was trying to comprehend some advanced martial arts, so he was distracted?
It’s somewhat similar to my situation just now.
After informing the boss, Li Mo went into the kitchen. It was already past dinner time and the kitchen was empty.
Li Mo was cutting vegetables with Chi Xiao when a familiar figure came into the kitchen. She looked hesitant, yet seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Zhong Ling.
"Young Master Li."
"Haha, do you want to learn how to cook?" Li Mo made a sword flower and cut precious ingredients like green peppers into pieces as thin as hair.
Zhong Ling shook his head and said:
"No, I want to ask, what's going on between Zhenyue in Yunzhou and that Heavenly Demon Saint?"
"Ah this..."
Freshly cut green pepper shreds were scattered on the chopping board.
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