Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(520)
It was as if a dose of cardiotonic medicine had hit her insides. When Nuanv was refreshed, she suddenly became sober and felt better several times. She couldn't help but smile sincerely and said happily: "How can this run-down little place deserve the flattery of its guests? Erzi, come and order the dishes for the guests!"
The waiter, whose name was called, walked over slowly, first sang "Oi" to the two of them, and then in a protracted voice, he recited a list of menus: "Guest, we have hot soup cakes here. Wheat rice, pickled plums in vinegar, sweet licorice soup, boiled and smooth rice wine, home-made brew that is not turbid but clear..."
The waiter grunted a long time without taking a breath. Liu Fuguang raised his hand hurriedly and said: "I would like two bowls of soup cakes and a pot of braised plum water. No need for wine. Thank you."
The waiter was stupid and didn't say anything. He just went to the kitchen in a muffled voice, like a puppet who listened to whatever he said. When the girl didn't dare to look at Yan Huan, she only dared to smile at Liu Fuguang: "Guest, don't be offended. It's hot right now. We're all too tired to move. Even if we sleep seven or eight hours a day, we're still lazy."
That means he is not tired anymore. Liu Fuguang nodded, but he didn't know what was draining his energy.
He picked a table and sat down, still chatting with the waiter: "Madam, we are both from other places. I would like to ask, how far is it from entering the city?"
After hearing his question, Dang Nu Nu was startled, her expression slightly dazed.
"Out of town...? I vaguely remember that I haven't heard news from out of town for a long time. When the guests want to go to the city, it seems that I haven't been to the city for a long, long time..."
The waiter came over with a pot of pickled plum water, and while pouring it, he said with a numb expression: "Mrs., may I have forgotten that you just went to the city to buy something last month, so why are you saying this again?"
When Nuanv thought hard for a moment, she suddenly murmured: "Ah, yes, yes, the heat is heavy, and people's brains are not very bright. I am...I just entered the city last month, it was last month, it was last month moon……"
Liu Fuguang looked at her abnormal expression, tapped his fingertips on the greasy tabletop, and said nothing.
When Mrs. Long came back to her senses, she smiled shyly at Liu Fuguang: "If the guest wants to enter the city, just walk straight along the official road. It takes three days to get there in a bumpy mule cart, and it is even faster on horseback."
While talking, hot soup cakes were also served in coarse porcelain bowls. The yellow soup bowls were piled with dough slices and covered with a layer of dried tofu, green beans, diced taro and other toppings. They were topped with a little vinegar and When Liu Fuguang sniffed the spicy oil, it smelled tangy and salty. The ingredients were all fresh and there was no serious problem.
Two bowls of soup cakes, paired with a pot of sour, cool and refreshing braised plum water, this meal is already a satisfying meal for ordinary people. It is rare to have such a meal in a desolate suburban wine shop.
Liu Fuguang couldn't eat, so he picked up the cup, moistened his lips slightly, and tasted the sourness of the braised plum water, which was enough. Before he could say anything else, Yan Huan had already poured a bowl of soup cakes into his stomach without any hesitation, and then proactively and diligently took his portion and placed it in front of him.
"Don't waste it, I know," Yan Huan smiled with crooked eyebrows. Even if he had eaten Liu Fuguang's leftovers, he felt hundreds of happy bubbles popping up in his heart, "I'll just eat it all for you."
Liu Fuguang fell silent.
When the girl saw this scene, she just didn't dare to gossip. In her eyes, the man in black was indeed so fierce that it made people tremble at the sight of him, but when facing the young man in white, his eyes were full of joy and sweetness, as if he had endless love stories for countless lifetimes. The folk customs here are not yet open-minded enough to accept homosexuals having their sleeves cut off, but she has been running a shop for many years and knows well that doing more is worse than doing less, so she pretends not to have seen it.
"My wife, who is buying a house in this barren mountain and wilderness, can she still be at peace on weekdays?" Liu Fuguang held a tea cup and chatted with the female servant about home affairs. His words were gentle and approachable. "It turned out that along the way, I often heard that there would be robbers and robbers in the mountains and wilderness." There are strong men here and there, so I ask this question, please don’t be surprised, madam.”
His tone was soft, and his tone was sincere and caring. He spoke every word, like a clear stream flowing slowly and slowly into people's hearts. It was very comforting to listen to it. Lady Dang couldn't help but smile: "What did the guest say? Our heavenly home is the most holy and the most blessed. The peace in the world for so many years is really worthy of the words 'Guotai Minan', where did you say it?" It sounds like there is a strongman who robs the house? Don’t say this nonsense. If the government finds out, you will go to jail!"
Yan Huan chewed Liu Fuguang's bowl of soup cake slowly without raising his head, and just smiled sternly. Liu Fuguang recounted: "The world is at peace...the country is peaceful and the people are safe?"
He asked a few more questions. Dang Nu couldn't read two Chinese characters, but her words were flawless. Her whole figure was like a puppet on a clockwork. The topic kept turning around, always turning to "The Emperor's Holy Ming, Hai Yan" "He Qing" was praised, and a lot of flattering clichés were said.
Strange.
The mysterious sun has shone on all the worlds for six thousand years. Even the true immortals who have achieved Taoism are at a loss and have worked hard for more than three thousand years before thick clouds cover the sky and finally protect the future of all living beings. This small world can't even cultivate decent monks, but it can maintain the so-called prosperous age?
"Listen to this mortal's nonsense, am I so incompetent?" As if she knew what he was thinking, Yan Huan raised his head and complained in a low voice, "This land has long been penetrated by evil virtues, and she has been You don't listen to anything you say, which shows that these things are just a cover-up."
Liu Fuguang said: "Eat quickly."
Seeing that they couldn't ask anything else, they sat for a while. Liu Fuguang cleaned the dishes and chopsticks that Yan Huan had touched without leaving any trace. He also used magic to leave two silver coins on the table, then quietly walked out and continued. Go along the official road.
There are two figures, one black and one white, with the white one in front and the black one following closely behind. After a long time, Liu Fuguang suddenly said: "What do you think?"
Yan Huan's shoulders were shaken, and he hurriedly stepped forward, pouring his answer out of the bamboo tube like beans: "The law has a door, and the formation has an eye. To remove this anchor, you must also find its key." That mortal has been saying such good things to the emperor for such a long time, and never leaves the mortal emperor, so let’s go find the emperor here and find out what’s going on.”
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