40.Chapter 39 A mouthful of food, a mouthful of meat, and a mouthful of rice
One bite of vegetables, one bite of meat, one bite of rice
Since Purple Tutor doesn't know the name of this set of star techniques, and since she is now practicing this set of star techniques, she naturally has the right to give it a name.
"Blade of the Moon?" Zi Tu tasted the name in a low voice and nodded lightly, "The way of star magic, the power comes from the stars in the sky. The lunar moon is also the stars in the sky. No matter how bright the stars are, they can't cover up the moonlight. Miss.
The name is really a good name."
Zi Tong smiled and said, "I can't tell, but you are pretty good at flattering me."
Zi Tu's face turned red, "Zi Tu has no intention of doing this. He just says whatever comes to his mind. If Miss feels that Zi Tu is wrong, Zi Tu will just not say anything in the future."
"Ha..." Zi Tong smiled and patted his arm, "I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
"Zi Tu understands." Zi Tu nodded honestly, "It's getting late. You must be tired after practicing for a day. Why don't you eat first?"
Zi Tong walked out of the small hall outside and saw three dishes, one soup and a bowl of hot white rice on the table.
Zi Tong walked to the table, looked at the good-looking food, sniffed gently, took a chopstick and put it into her mouth, tasting the taste, Zi Tong nodded with satisfaction, "It's delicious."
"Miss, you are a rich man, but you have to eat such a simple meal made by Zi Tu. You are wronged." Zi Tu said.
"Aggrieved?!" Zi Tong sat at the table, "I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can eat the food cooked by the Heavenly Rank Martial Lord, right?"
This sentence is not all words.
A Star Warrior with the level of Purple Tutor can definitely be called a master. No matter which family he joins, no one will be willing to let such a master cook even if he is not treated with good wine and good food.
Zi Tu's face turned red again, "As long as Miss likes to eat."
Zi Tong raised her face and looked at him, "Put in another bowl of rice and bring over another pair of chopsticks."
Although he didn't understand why she needed an extra pair of chopsticks, Zitu didn't ask any more questions. He just obediently went to the kitchen to fetch rice and chopsticks and put them in front of her.
"It's not for me, it's for you!" Zi Tong raised her chin to the chair opposite, "Sit down and eat together."
"No, just eat first."
Since he was a child, he has been identified as the dead man of Zi Tong. He has always been instilled with the idea that Zi Tong is the sky. How can he be willing to sit with her.
Zi Tong could see through his thoughts at a glance, and immediately put down the bowl in his hand, "Zitu, listen carefully, from today on, you will eat with me. This is... an order!"
"yes!"
Zitu had no choice but to agree, took the bowl and sat on the chair opposite her, but only picked up the rice and did not use chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.
"One bite of vegetables, one bite of meat, one bite of rice!" Zi Tong picked up a chopstick and put the meat into his bowl, "This is also an order!"
"yes!"
Zitu agreed.
Then, take a bite of vegetables, a bite of meat, and a bite of rice, all according to her standards.
Zi Tong looked at his work-style eating posture and just couldn't laugh or cry. She knew that this guy had been brainwashed since he was a child, and it would be impossible to change him even if he wanted to, so he simply ignored him and let him go.
Anyway, the days will be long in the future, so she will slowly adjust and teach.
After the meal, Zi Tong took the initiative to help him clean up. How could Zi Tu be willing to let her do such a rough job?