But as soon as I finished writing it, I crossed it out again. Although my appetite increased, drinking blood will always taste like blood, so I changed it to, "Two cups of fresh starch slurry to thicken it!"
Sweet potato starch slurry is also a good thing. It is made by smashing fresh sweet potatoes and filtering them with the best spring water. It tastes pure and natural, and the taste is quite overbearing. He likes to drink it himself. At this time, he also thought of juice, and waited until autumn fruits
When you have more time, you can experiment with the flavors one by one.
He was thinking in his mind, and the cup that had just disappeared from his hand came back immediately. As for the moment of delay, it was actually half an hour spent in space digging sweet potatoes to make fresh starch slurry for him.
Zhang Heng took out the two cups, smelled the extremely fresh starch slurry inside, and smiled. The primitive space is now equivalent to a natural treasure house. He carries it with him. One day, all primitive people will serve him. This kind of life
, I’m afraid even the ancient emperor couldn’t compare. Similarly, he should also give more rewards to the primitive people to be worthy of everything they enjoy now.
Su Xiu turned her back and pouted her little lips where the stone sculpture couldn't see her. Her eyes were full of envy, but the corner of her mouth was smiling, because she had now done the maid's work and became this young man's maid in disguise.
, if you please him, you will definitely get benefits and status.
"I said Zhang Heng, why did you bring two cups in here?" Fu Mei asked, holding on to a strand of soft hair that was hanging down.
Zhang Heng smiled and said, "I'll buy you a drink. I guarantee you'll like it."
"Hey, are you bribing the interviewer in advance?" Fu Mei joked, but took the cup that was handed to her. She looked stunned for a moment, because it was her own cup. When did the other person become like this?
Attentive?
"It's not a bribe, I just want to buy you a drink." He said it very naturally. After his mood changed, he found that his aura was no longer so weak when facing the beauty.
Fu Mei was stunned for a moment, and lowered her head for a moment to hide the surprise in her eyes. Zhang Heng was really different today. This tone was not only a child-like murmur, but also an expression. It was too natural, and it made her feel a little bit different.
Not adaptable.
When he lowered his head, he happened to see the contents of the cup. He wrinkled his nose, pursed his red lips, and said, "What kind of drink is this?" It looked like milk, but it smelled of an elegant fragrance.
She suddenly felt thirsty.
Zhang Heng sat down naturally on the chair with the cup in hand. He and Fu Mei looked at each other across the desk and smiled, and confided: "This is a pure natural fruit and vegetable drink, freshly filtered. Try it and guess what it is."
thing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly dawned on him. In the original space, he was the sky and the Sun King. He always kept his word, and whenever he made a sound, everything would always be done according to his requirements. He hadn't realized that before.
There is something, but this time he brought out a trace of his original character. The most important thing is that he now has two parts of consciousness descending on the throne, staring at the original space, as if. There are two parts of his character mixed with
The breath of the Sun King.
It's his own personality, but it's not the same body, nor the same environment, but it's still himself. It's a bit confusing, but fortunately he can grasp this measure.
Smiling slightly, he took the first sip, and his brows suddenly became more relaxed, as if the haze in the real body had been swept away. Although it was just a drink, it was of great significance. It was washing the spiritual level in disguise. At this time
He is very relaxed, and it is not yet time to go to work, so he can stay for a while.
Fu Mei frowned and looked at Zhang Heng suspiciously. This change was a bit too big. He seemed to have grown up in just one night, but why was this? What situation could make a boy change overnight?
As a man? Fu Mei couldn't help but think of what she saw outside the window before, when Ouya was sitting behind Zhang Heng's bicycle...
"What are you thinking about? Why, didn't you always want me to buy you a drink?" Zhang Heng said, before changing the words, he would not say it at all. No, at this time, he would not interrupt, only
Waiting quietly by the side.
Fu Mei raised her head slightly, her oval-shaped face reflected a perfect arc, opened her small mouth, and hummed: "You didn't take the wrong medicine today, did you?"
When Zhang Heng heard this, he smiled and said: "Try to take a sip and you will feel the same as me soon."
Fu Mei's frown deepened, her little face looked so pitiful, but when opposite Zhang Heng, she ignored her and just looked at her cup to signal.
"Hey, this tastes like?" Fu Mei slid her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, as if questioning and aftertaste.
"How about it, it tastes pretty good!" Zhang Heng said with a smile. Even primitive people couldn't resist the taste, but he didn't believe modern people could resist it. Even he himself fell into this starch slurry.
"Well, it's not bad! Sit up straight for me. Although I asked you to look more relaxed when you go to work, I didn't make you slippery when you spoke." Fu Mei put down the cup casually, but the trace of reluctance in the corner of her eyes still betrayed it.
Her current mood.
Just talking about eye observation, Zhang Heng has now developed his experience. He caught this emotion in an instant and felt happy, but there was no trace of ridicule. He really wanted to thank Fu Mei for his help. If he hadn't been worried about taking too much risk, he would have just taken a drink.
The blood of the beast is coming.
It’s okay to do this now. He will send some dried starch to Fu Mei later, and he will also experiment with the efficacy of starch himself, that is, make jelly and other snacks. He has already said hello to the agent Xiao Tang and wants to come to the shop.
Soon too.
"Okay, I called you here because I have something serious to say." Fu Mei's expression changed instantly.
Zhang Heng felt happy. Before, his momentum immediately weakened, but now he didn't. He just smiled and waited for the next step.
Fu Mei shook her head imperceptibly, and said seriously: "I just received news that a Taekwondo gym is planned to be opened on the sixth floor. The store was just purchased last night, but their sales staff are already grabbing customers downstairs.
"
Zhang Heng immediately recalled that there were indeed a few people handing out orders downstairs just now, but at that time he was 80% conscious in the space and did not pay special attention to the content on the orders. He asked aloud: "Taekwondo is all about children and
It’s just for young people to practice, it’s just a show. Does this conflict with the health club’s business?”
Because he used to like watching K-box boxing matches, he also had a little impression of Taekwondo. It seemed to be founded by the Bangzi Kingdom that broke away from North Korea, because he heard a lot about the "38th Parallel" and history.
The teacher once said that the Chinese generals said domineeringly, "We will have lunch when we hit the river." So I have a little understanding of the small border country of China, but I have only heard a little bit about it, but I don't know the details.
"Do you know Taekwondo?" Fu Mei's voice was full of doubts. She had never thought of talking about it just now. It was just a temporary idea. The purpose was just to regain the initiative in the conversation, so she started from the perspective of knowledge. Unexpectedly,
Zhang Heng actually knows the meaning of Taekwondo.
ps: The next chapter depends on the situation. I will try to write it out tonight. If there is no update, I will add another chapter tomorrow.
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