As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 453: Will I Die if I Change the Person?
Early the next morning, Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan went to the palace to see Qi Rui again on the pretext of thanking him, and reported to him the progress of soul-inducing, but they concealed part of the truth and only said that they had encountered some troubles and asked him to give him more time.
Qi Rui was still very cheerful and told them to do it with confidence. Time was not a problem, as long as they could save people.
After a few simple greetings, the topic naturally fell on Meng Qiyu. Qi Rui straightened his body slightly and asked: "Why didn't you bring Zhuo Yu here today? I kind of want to see him."
Shen Qingqing's eyes darkened and she said calmly, "Reporting to the Emperor, Yu'er had a bad stomach yesterday and needs to rest at home. Once he recovers, I will definitely bring him to see you."
"That's it, let's see you next time." Qi Rui leaned against the soft couch and sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed in his voice.
Shen Qingqing secretly looked up at him, trying to find some clues on his face or between his brows, but his face was wrapped too tightly in gauze, and there was a gauze barrier, so nothing could be seen at all.
After leaving the Chengqian Hall, Gu Jiali was waiting outside. He seemed to be in a bad mood and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Shen Qingqing glanced at him one more time and was about to ask why, but he beat him to it and said, "Zhao Ying came to see me last night."
"He really can't keep his temper." Shen Qingqing clicked her tongue and shook her head.
Gu Jiali sighed heavily and said, "I understand the basic situation. Feel free to do whatever you want. I will fully cooperate."
Shen Qingqing looked into his righteous eyes and raised her hand to him solemnly, "This is the second time we have cooperated. I hope we can get a good result this time."
Gu Jiali returned the gift with a serious expression, "I will definitely do it."
"Before that, I would like to ask Mr. Gu to do me a small favor." Shen Qingqing lowered his head and took out a letter from his sleeve pocket, "Can you please help me deliver this letter to Si Yu, a disciple of Zhaixing Pavilion, thank you.
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Gu Jiali thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "What kind of poison are you going to give him this time?"
"Do you think I am that kind of person?" Shen Qingqing looked innocent and harmless, "I first arrived in the capital, and I wanted to invite an old friend to have a meal to catch up."
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In Youshi, the largest restaurant in the capital was Shuiyunjian.
As soon as Si Yu pushed open the door of the box, he was choked by the hot and steaming air inside.
He suddenly covered his nose, turned his head and muttered: "Aren't you afraid of getting a swollen face if you eat something so strong in the summer?"
"You're afraid of having buns if you're ugly. Unfortunately, I'm not ugly." Shen Qingqing replied to him, pointing to the bowls and chopsticks placed on the seat opposite, and said: "Sit down, this time I will personally show you how to cook hot pot."
How to eat.”
After hearing what she said, Si Yu noticed the familiar pot bottoms and dishes on the table, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Shuiyunjian doesn't have such weird things, right?"
"In order to treat you to a meal, I asked the blacksmith to make the mandarin duck pot all night, and also went to the farmer's house to buy the freshest ingredients. Isn't it interesting?"
"Are you so kind?" Si Yu narrowed his fox eyes and became more cautious.
"I've always cared about what I eat." Shen Qingqing picked up the small plate with the dipping sauce and walked towards the place where the condiments were placed on the wall, urging him: "Do you want to eat it or not? If you do, go get the plate."
Dip."
"Tsk, this is your attitude when inviting people to dinner." Si Yu shook his head in disdain, but he honestly followed up with a plate.
"The first step in eating hot pot is to prepare the dipping sauce. There are generally two types of dipping sauce. One is a dry dish, which contains chopped sesame seeds, crushed peanuts, chili powder, and salt..."
Before he finished speaking, Si Yu had already added a large spoonful of sesame paste to the dish.
Shen Qingqing shook her head helplessly, "Forget it, add whatever you like, even dipping it in miso." She wasn't going to eat it anyway.
"That's what I thought too." Si Yu extended his claws to the condiment bowl next to the sesame sauce. Adhering to the principle of evenly soaking the rain and dew, he added a spoonful of each, and finally filled a plate full of messy condiments.
Shen Qingqing had given up on him, prepared the dipping sauce alone, rolled up her sleeves, and started eating.
First, two slices of potatoes to cushion your stomach, then the important guest of the hot pot - tripe. Each piece of tripe is boiled for more than ten seconds. When it's hot enough, roll it into the sesame oil dipping sauce and it's ready to eat.
This time, Si Yu finally didn't throw the ingredients into the pot roughly. He followed her example and cooked the tripe, then various meat slices, fish fillets, thin pork belly, beef and mutton...
Gradually, Si Yu started to eat more. He poured out the messy dipping sauce in the bowl, mixed a new portion according to Shen Qingqing's method, and then ate hard, quickly breaking out in a sweat.
Shen Qingqing wiped her mouth, took out a can of sour plum juice from the ice bowl behind her, and poured him a bowl. "Try the sour plum juice made by my godmother. It's delicious."
Si Yu looked at her kind-hearted look and licked his lower lip unaccustomedly, "Shen Qingqing, you don't want to kill me here, do you?"
Shen Qingqing gave him a big look, then sat back with the can in her arms, "Do you like drinking or not? Why are there so many things?"
"If you like evil people so much, why don't you change your name to dominatrix?" Siyu teased her carelessly, picking up the bowl and drinking up the iced plum juice in one go.
I have to say, after eating the hot and spicy food, and then having a bowl of cold, sweet and thirst-quenching pickled plum juice, I was so happy that I took off.
After drinking a bowl, he smacked his lips without finishing, stretched the bowl in front of Shen Qingqing, pursed his lips, and said, "One more bowl."
"Pour it yourself." Shen Qingqing was picking and eating vegetables by herself and stopped serving him.
"Pour it yourself." Si Yu picked up the jar and poured himself a bowl. After drinking it, he continued to eat vegetables. After eating for a while, he had a bowl of sour plum juice. The jar of sour plum juice quickly reached the bottom.
At this time, he finally felt something was wrong. He leaned against the edge of the table and asked Shen Qingqing: "Why is your sour plum juice still strong? I feel so dizzy... The sky seems to be shaking, and the ground seems to be shaking too."
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Shen Qingqing leaned back in her chair and smiled sweetly, "Because I added ingredients to the sour plum juice."
Si Yu: "!"
Come to harm him again!
Would another person have died?
"Shen Qingqing, you don't do anything that has anything to do with others!"
"Thank you, thank you." Shen Qingqing bowed her hands to him with a smile on her face, then knocked on the wall on the left and said loudly: "Come here, the man has been knocked down."
Si Yu: "Shen Qingqing, don't let me touch you next time, otherwise I will peel off your skin, make a specimen and hang it on display outside the city tower."
"Whose skin are you trying to skin?" Meng Yuan stood by the door and looked at him for a moment, his expression cold enough to freeze sour plum juice.
"Peel your skin off!" Si Yu started an indiscriminate attack mode, scolding whoever he caught, and the arrogant and stinky look of the past was gone, and he now looked like an irritable little old man.
"Okay, stop scolding." Shen Qingqing explained helplessly: "We just want to ask you for some news, and we will let you go after asking." This chapter has been completed!