A heavenly version of the most luxurious and spicy meal.
Hu Qing ate so much that he burst into tears, Xuan Yao ate it deliciously, Tang Yuzi ate it so...he didn't eat a bite.
He couldn't appreciate such exciting flavors, so the master chefs made him some lighter ones.
The most unexpected thing is that Hu Jingjing actually ate it to a great extent.
Thinking that Tang Yuzi said before that she only eats milk, vegetables, and meat in small portions, Hu Qing couldn't help but take an unprocessed Tianlai and put it on a small plate.
The master also said: "Nonsense, the child's stomach is so delicate."
We all know that this bird is Hu Qing's daughter, so we don't think it's ridiculous and treat her as a subordinate. Anyway, when you grow up, you will change your shape. What you looked like when you were a child will be human later on.
People who love to eat are mostly open-minded.
Unexpectedly, Hu Jingjing didn't even raise her head to that spicy little head, and she pecked and pecked like a storm until there wasn't even a bit left. When she finished eating, she looked up, her little eyes were filled with anticipation.
My mom can really eat spicy food!
I gave her another one, and no more.
"Do you have any plants? I'll plant some. Seeds will do, too."
"have."
He immediately took Hu Qing to the vegetable garden at the back. There was a large area full of food, but it was a drop in the bucket compared to the food consumed by the Shuangyang Sect every day.
"It's so spicy that it's hard to neutralize it, so I don't use it much on weekdays. But the flowers bloom beautifully, so it's a great sight." The master helped her dig it out and plant it in a small flower pot, and couldn't help laughing, "Why do you play the piano?
So unpleasant? Even if we knock on a pot, it sounds better than you."
Hu Qing was helpless: "I really don't have that talent. I can't say that my knocking on the pot sounds better."
Everyone believes this, and even those who are good at cooking can make music by knocking.
Give her an idea: "Next time, just act like a stir-fry."
Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise.
Hu Qing listened.
When it was dark the next day, Hu Qing went to the bay where she was yesterday and saw a figure standing on the water in the distance. She flew over and it was Mu Duansheng.
Mu Duansheng stood on the rising and falling water: "Come down and watch the sunrise."
Hu Qing fell down and witnessed with his own eyes that before the red sun emerged from the water and the red light dyed through the sea water, large swaths of sea flowers suddenly appeared under the sea water. They were as gorgeous as the rays of light and as short-lived as fireworks. When the sun appeared a little round from the sea of clouds, a grand
The sea flower landscape sinks under the sea water. The sunlight reflects and the sea water becomes opaque.
Hu Qing was surprised: "The sea flowers are so beautiful, so vast and boundless - are the sea flowers delicious?"
Mu Duansheng's mouth twitched, he was a common man.
"There are edible things inside, and people from the food department will come to pick them. But this is not the season for picking sea flowers."
Hu Qing: "Master, why are you watching the sunrise alone? Generally, it is better to watch the sunrise and sunset in pairs."
Mu Duansheng looked at her, then at the red sun that jumped out, and said lazily: "Once upon a time, there was someone who accompanied me to watch the sunrise."
Hu Qing regained his energy and said, here comes the big gossip.
"Then I killed her."
Hu Qing opened her mouth. Is this a tragedy or a thriller?
"She is a spy. Her identity is exposed and she refuses to surrender. It is better to die in my hands than to die in the hands of others."
Hu Qing closed her mouth: "Ah, that's it. Does the master like her?"
Mu Duansheng sighed.
Hu Qingxin said, I have loved you.
Mu Duansheng said: "It was almost. It's a pity that she was too hasty and exposed her fault. Actually, I don't blame her."
kindness?
"I let her come and go freely in my cave and allowed her to take charge of my private treasury. She probably felt that she had control over me."
Hu Qing opened her eyes wide. She had given her the keys to her house and her bank card. Isn’t this called control?
Mu Duansheng: "Actually, I am interested in her ability to manage affairs, and I really think it would be good to marry such a Taoist companion. Before I could think about whether it would be her, she revealed her secret."
He shook his head repeatedly, seeming to feel sorry for the other party's lack of IQ.
"Then - master, do you miss her?"
Mu Duansheng said melancholy: "I have thought about it. After all, there are too many men in Shuangyang Sect, and there are almost no women who come to their door on their own initiative, and I am too lazy to go out and look for them."
Hu Qingmo.
The sun completely jumped out of the water, and Mu Duansheng turned to face her: "Why, do you think I'm heartless and unjust?"
Hu Qing: "I think Shuangyang Sect's Feng Shui may be bad for marriage. Do you want to mention Bubu Feng Shui to the master?"
Mu Duansheng was silent for a moment: "I haven't thought about it from this perspective."
Hu Qing: "Master, I went back yesterday to ask. My eldest nephew Yuzi is quite talented in music and can do it once. And my son Xuan Yao, although he doesn't understand the meaning, he imitates it exactly the same. You
What do you think of them?"
Mu Duansheng said: "If you are talented, why do you need me to teach you?"
Hu Qing choked.
Mu Duansheng added: "Why should I teach someone who has no talent?"
Hu Qing: "...What about me?"
Mu Duansheng: "I want to see how talented you are."
Hu Qing: "...Master, maybe I just don't have talent in playing. Let's change the so-called playing, playing and singing today."
Mu Duansheng's young face was stern, and he instantly took on the aura of an old master: "Don't be half-hearted. Let's continue practicing the piano today."
Hu Qing can only obey the arrangements.
There was no problem with the technique. Mu Duansheng taught her a simple piece of music and she played it for a whole day.
At the end of the day, Mu Duansheng seemed to be wearing a mask of pain: "Are you a piece of wood? Or an iron man? Your fingers are made of flesh and blood, be gentle, be gentle!"
Hu Qing pinched each other's hands, feeling aggrieved.
Mu Duansheng took a deep breath: "Go back and come back tomorrow."
Hu Qing went to the cafeteria dejectedly. This time, she went to the second cafeteria. As soon as she went there, she saw people from the kitchen gathered around looking at their mobile phones. She jumped up behind them and saw that it was her video of today, and it was still on mute!
Anger spread all over the place, and he slapped the big wooden table where he was cutting vegetables: "I'm hungry!"
Everyone was startled, and several people raised their frying spoons. When they saw it was him, they burst out laughing, leaning forward and back.
"Hu Qing, you are tired from playing the piano. Come on, come on. I have stewed pig's feet for you to replenish."
Hu Qing was sad and angry: "What kind of pig's feet should I eat? I want to eat -"
What can she eat to make up for her inability to play the piano?
Everyone who knows how to play the piano is human, so is she expected to supplement her skills by eating others?
"Yes, what are you eating pig's feet? You can't separate the pig's toes, so how can you play the piano? If you want to eat, eat chicken feet. Come on, uncle, the sweet and sour chicken feet I pickle are the best."
Hu Qing was expressionless: "Chicken feet are too hard and not suitable for playing the piano."
Yo, this—
In the end, Hu Qing still ate the claws and hooves that were piled up on the table in several layers.
She herself was tortured by the sound of the piano. It consumed too much and she must be destroyed.
On the third day, Mu Duansheng insisted that she continue practicing the piano.
"I don't believe there are people who are so stupid. There must be an unusual reason why you are so bad at playing the piano." Mu Duansheng thought that even though he was a pig, he shouldn't have failed to make progress by his side. "Hand out your hand and I'll show you your palm."
Hu Qing stretched out his hand and thought, metaphysics can't give me an answer, so why don't we try science? Maybe I was born with nerves in my hands that are not fully developed?
Mu Duansheng stared at her right hand for a long time, and then looked at her left hand for another long time.
Hu Qing whispered: "The elders in my family have shown me that I am attracting wealth and losing it at the same time."
