From last fall to this spring, after several months of unremitting exercise, Shen Lie's physical fitness and explosive power have been greatly enhanced, and his body fat has been well controlled.
After all, you are young.
Thanks to Shen Lie's efforts, the hollowed-out body regained its youthful vitality, and he continuously lifted the heavy stone lock over his head.
No blushing, no breathing!
Putting down the stone lock, clenching his fists, and feeling the explosive power gradually growing in his body, Shen Lie nodded with satisfaction, as if he had regained the feeling of dominating the martial arts school back then.
This feels really good. With his current strength, if he can practice archery, horse fighting, and cold weapons, it won't be a big problem even if he takes the martial arts exam.
After taking a shower, drying his body, and putting on his clothes, Shen Lie sat on the clean stone steps, looked at the neat and quiet courtyard, and sighed happily.
What does that saying mean? A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
Shen Lie, who was feeling refreshed all over, was enjoying the gentle night breeze when the door behind him opened and the sound of soft footsteps came to his ears.
There was no need to look back to know that Yun'er was here, and the master and servant had already developed a tacit understanding.
Shen Lie then whispered: "Is something wrong?"
However, Yun'er didn't speak, she just stood silently behind Shen Lie. Her breathing seemed a little rapid, and she seemed to have made up her mind.
Suddenly, a young and soft little body hugged Shen Lie tightly from behind, and tightly hugged Shen Lie's waist with soft and delicate little arms.
Shen Lie froze and said softly: "Yun'er, you..."
The little maid's timid voice came from behind: "Master, you have to have me!"
Shen Lie was speechless.
Being held by the girl's delicate body from behind, one can clearly feel the softness and smoothness of the tender flesh, which is intense, stimulating, and dumbfounding.
Which song is this from?
So Shen Lie had no choice but to comfort him: "It's getting late, go to bed."
But Yun'er was a little abnormal today, gasping and saying: "No!"
As the days become more comfortable, this girl's thoughts become more and more complicated. She is thinking about consummating her marriage with Shen Lie, or maybe...
She felt some kind of threat and was afraid that Shen Lie would not want her anymore.
So Yun'er mustered up her courage and used all her strength to hug Shen Lie tightly, pressing the girl's soft breasts tightly against Shen Lie's strong back, panting rapidly, and after a while, she still had enough strength. Courage stuck out his little tongue, stood on tiptoes, and licked Shen Lie's ears vigorously.
Shen Lie was agitated, feeling the softness of the little fragrant tongue, a heat flow involuntarily emerged in his lower abdomen, and he reacted involuntarily.
His mouth went dry for a while, and Shen Lie turned around fiercely. Unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart any longer, he grabbed Yun'er's soft little arms, picked up her delicate and slender body, and kissed her hard with his mouth. Go up.
Yun'er trembled as if she was drunk, and felt a big hand reaching down her clothes, squeezing and stroking greedily.
The bright red mouth opened slightly involuntarily, breathing softly.
"Master, Master..."
There was a sudden spin.
Shen Lie licked his dry lips, hugged her, kicked open the door, strode into the big room where he slept, put her on the bed, and pressed her on top while panting.
He unbuttoned her clothes one by one, opened the red bellyband impatiently, and started kneading it wantonly. Under the bright moonlight, the girl's body was so white and tender that it was about to drip with water. Her delicate body trembled but she stretched out without caring. He stretched out his delicate hands and hugged Shen Lie's waist tightly, responding to Shen Lie's somewhat rude entanglement.
But she didn't know what to do, so she only panted until her lower clothes were taken off, and her delicate little buttocks were pinched, and she closed her eyes tightly again.
The pain she expected didn't come, but she just felt something shameful and kept rubbing her... As her butt went cold, the young master held her in his arms, hugged her and softly comforted her.
Yun'er was panting softly, her beautiful little face was already flushed, but her confused eyes couldn't help but flash with a trace of confusion, and Fang felt a little uneasy, why was it different from what Aunt Li said.
Shen Lie wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although he didn't break the girl's body, it was quite satisfying, but he was covered in sweat.
Although this girl is young, she has transformed into a woman. As her thin body gradually grows, she becomes plumper day by day, and she looks quite like a beautiful woman.
Shen Lie was a little overwhelmed.
At this moment, dark clouds covered the bright moon in the sky.
The room was as quiet as water.
In the darkness, Yun'er lay in Shen Lie's arms like a kitten, timidly saying: "Master...will you marry Miss Zhang?"
Shen Lie gently stroked her soft and slender waist and said softly: "Don't talk nonsense."
She hasn't even figured out her horoscope yet, so how can I marry her?
Yun'er let Shen Lie's big hands play tricks on her body, blushing, lying on Shen Lie's strong chest, and said charmingly: "Miss Zhang is not a bad person."
Shen Lie was speechless, no matter how hard he tried to explain, this girl was sure that Miss Zhang would marry her and become her mistress...
I don’t know where she got her confidence.
In desperation, Shen Lie hugged her tightly, like holding a piece of precious porcelain, and whispered: "Go to sleep."
Yun'er responded obediently: "Yes."
Not long after, he fell asleep in Shen Lie's arms, breathing evenly and purely, and his obedient appearance was like a snoozing kitten.
Spring has arrived again.
Early morning, Bianyifang.
As soon as Shen Lie arrived at the shop, he felt that something was not right. A Jin Yiwei, whom he was familiar with on weekdays, had been waiting for him for a long time.
Seeing Shen Lie coming, Jin Yiwei took three steps at a time, walked over in a hurry, and whispered in his ear: "Shopkeeper Shen doesn't know, your secret recipe for braised pork has been stolen."
Shen Lie was slightly stunned and hurriedly asked: "Brother, why did you say this?"
Jin Yiwei then whispered something: "Shopkeeper Shen, come with me. You will know at a glance."
Shen Lie's heart skipped a beat.
nodded.
Following the Jin Yiwei to Chaoyang Gate, the two of them crossed a street and stopped outside a large restaurant.
Looking at the sign hanging outside the big restaurant, among the various dishes, there was a sign with some eye-catching characters written on it.
“Braised and grilled.”
Shen Lie was stunned for a moment, his face darkened again, and he followed the Jin Yiwei to another restaurant not far away. The other restaurant also started selling stewed and cooked dishes.
This made Shen Lie's heart skip a beat and he sighed quietly.
"here we go again."
This is not the first time that others have followed suit.
After his Luzhuhuoshao sold well and became popular in an extremely short period of time, becoming popular inside and outside Chaoyangmen, in just a few days, other stores began to follow suit and started selling Luzhuhuoshao.
Shen Lie's face darkened. He knew that the secret recipe for braised pork had not been leaked because it was not a trade secret in the first place.
In terms of cooking skills in this era, there are so many famous chefs in various major cuisines. You only need to buy a stew and cook it back to try it. It is not difficult to make it.
again.
The smart businessmen who have been operating in this most prosperous place in the capital for more than two hundred years taught this time traveler a lesson and told him a bloody fact.
The ancients were not stupid, they were also very shrewd, and their inventions and creations would be copied.
Moreover, these big restaurants and restaurants can rely on their abundant capital, better location, greater customer flow, and better chefs to run their small shops to death!
After all, there are no trademarks in this era, let alone intellectual property protection, so no one will care about this kind of thing.