Mizusawa Xian curled his lips, it would be great if he grew up...
It wasn't completely dark yet, so the two of them went to the street to find something to eat. Of course, it was Hanyan Country's most unique snack.
I heard that the most distinctive thing here is a kind of goose called Hanyan Crisp Goose, which is steamed with the first ray of water vapor in the morning and the last ray of water vapor at dusk.
But these two methods of collecting water vapor have become secrets
Everyone in the Hanyan Kingdom can taste it and know whether it is the real Hanyan Crispy Goose, just by smelling it...
Naturally, Yaohua and Mizusawa Xian cannot let go of such magical things...
The two of them ordered a whole big fat goose and had a hearty meal. It looked greasy, but it was extremely refreshing in the mouth...
This is the magic of Hanyan Crispy Goose...
After dinner, I looked down from the restaurant and saw that fireworks had been set off in the distance. I guess Miss Hanyan was back.
Such twists and turns must be no small matter
Where is the best place to ask questions? Of course it’s a restaurant
If you're going to lose some money by asking a waiter, you might as well listen to the gossips that other drinkers have heard from you.
The fair-weather friends at the table next to the table of four have already started talking.
"Miss Han Yan is so beautiful." An ordinary-looking man swallowed his saliva after saying this, closing his eyes and looking intoxicated.
"It's insulting to say this. It should be said that Miss Han Yan is a goddess descended from heaven. How many times can we see her in the human world?"
A man waving a fan said
"I heard that the soldiers of the Qianshan Kingdom have a habit of cutting off their sleeves. Otherwise, Miss Hanyan would not be able to come back. It's really a narrow escape from death. I am so lucky to be an idler and a noble scholar," another person said
"This is our chance. We don't know what kind of face is hidden under the veil. I think it must be a charming one."
The last person raised his glass of wine with a standard orchid finger...
Gossip is really not trustworthy--
When did Qian Shan become obsessed with sleeve-cutting...
Yaohua turned around and glanced at the four people... They all had sly looks on their faces, and they were still pretending to be literary young people.
I really can't see the word "elegant" at all, but I often talk about elegance...
People who talk and behave like this can only talk about it.