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Chapter two hundred and ninety eight practice calligraphy

Boil water in a pot, make a cross on the top of the washed tomatoes, cook in hot water until the skin falls off easily, and cut into small pieces.

Beat the eggs with cooking wine and a little salt, pour in hot oil and stir-fry over medium-low heat until cooked, take out.

When Yu Sheng was frying tomatoes, half of his body was covered with oil smoke, making it difficult to see his smile when he looked back in the flowing sunlight.

Aunt Qing leaned on the table with her chin in her hands, drank another glass of wine, and watched the spots of light dancing on Yu Sheng's head.

I don't know how long it took, but Yu Sheng brought over a bowl of noodles, "Tomato and egg noodles."

Aunt Qing came back to her senses and saw the thick tomato juice in the bowl accompanied by eggs, wrapped in noodles, and exuding an alluring aroma.

Yu Sheng took a pair of chopsticks and picked up the noodles, "Here, take a bite."

Aunt Qing felt something was wrong, but Yu Sheng didn't seem to notice it, so she just pretended she didn't know anything.

She opened her mouth and was fed by Yu Sheng. After the noodles entered her mouth, the tomato juice and egg fragrance bloomed on her taste buds, making her reluctant to chew them and swallow them in a hurry.

The noodles are smooth and chewy, and the soup that combines tomatoes and eggs is a perfect match. You will never forget one bite.

"It's delicious." Aunt Qing gave up her usual reserve as an aunt, nodded her head in praise, and then snatched the chopsticks away.

"Slow down." Seeing my little aunt eating with gusto, Yu Sheng became a little greedy. He turned around and filled a bowl for himself and sat across from Aunt Qing to enjoy it.

Aunt Qing ate from the bowl and looked at Yu Sheng's bowl. When she saw a large egg in Yu Sheng's bowl, she hurriedly reached over and snatched it away.

Yu Sheng initially snatched it away, but later he simply chose it for her.



Yangzhou City, Wuyuan.

"What?" Si Wu slapped the table and stood up, "Liu Jing escaped?"

The leader of Wu Zhu lowered his head, "Yes, we have found it, dug it out and transported it back. Who would have expected that halfway..."

"Go on." Si Wu looked at him coldly.

"On the way, I met Yu Sheng, the commander of the Ghost Suppression Department, and he used a magic spell to snatch me away." Sweat broke out on the forehead of leader Wu Zhu.

"It's him again." Si Wu became more and more angry. In the rest of his life, he brought trouble to the witch house twice in one day. The witch house had never suffered such injustice.

"What magic did he do?"

The leader of Wu Zhu didn't know that Si Wu's anger came from Yu Sheng, so he cautiously touched the willow tree once, and then the silver light disappeared one by one.

The witch turned around and asked an old priest, "What kind of magic do you think this is?"

"It should be a storage-type magic weapon." The priest said, "Since he is the nephew of the city lord, it is not surprising to have a magic weapon."

The old priest's eyes flashed and he said: "This kid is always against us, it's time to give him a look."

The wandering Si Wu stopped and said, "We can't make it head-on. The magicians want to form an alliance. We have to do our best to bring this matter together. It's not convenient to stalemate the relationship between the city lord and the palace now."

"Then Blackwater City." The old priest said. Shopkeeper Liu won't be able to recruit for a while after he was arrested, but the witch academy must also do something.

It is perfect to ask Blackwater City to embarrass Yangzhou City and Yu Sheng. The slave soldiers of Blackwater City are not afraid of death and are much stronger than the Jinyi Guards of Yangzhou City.

Si Wu nodded, "Okay, you immediately send someone to Blackwater City, and then visit Shopkeeper Liu in the prison to let him know that we are still working hard."

The old priest agreed and left, leaving only the Wu Zhu leader.

He was confused about what the two of them said, and felt very uneasy, wondering how General Si Wu would punish him.

Si Wu sat on a dark chair with a picture of a hundred ghosts traveling at night engraved on the back of the chair. He waved to the leader of Wu Zhu, "Come here."

Wu Zhu walked over respectfully, and Si Wu stretched out his old hand covered with age spots. The leader of Wu Zhu hurriedly lowered his head and let him pat his shoulder.

"She is becoming more and more uncontrolled now. You know her strength. Once she loses control, the entire witch academy will be buried with her."

Si Wu looked into the distance, "I'll give you three ways now. One way is to find the Bottle Willow and use it to control her."

"The second way is to find the long-haired ghost and make her return willingly."

"Article 3: You must die to apologize." Si Wu looked back, "Do you know what to do now?"

The Wu Zhu leader hurriedly raised his hands and responded loudly: "I understand. Please rest assured, sir. I will definitely take care of one of them."

After saying that, the leader of Wu Zhu turned around and walked out with a resolute look on his face. Si Wu had already made it very clear, if things don't work out, just raise your head and see him.



For the rest of his life, he didn't know that the witch court was eyeing him. He returned to the inn and devoted himself to calligraphy.

Ye Zigao returned from Yangzhou City the next day, looking frightened. He did not breathe a sigh of relief until he returned to the inn.

"Who is chasing you?" Yu Sheng, who was practicing calligraphy at the tea stall outside the door, asked him when he returned.

Luo Wenwen was still in the inn, and Yu Sheng went to ask him for advice from time to time. He gained some experience and progress in calligraphy, and when he had some free time, he picked up the pen and practiced a few.

For this reason, the system complained that Yu Sheng was seduced by this little bitch called Calligraphy and betrayed the cook's will.

"An actor who can't calligraphy is not a good cook," Yu Sheng responded with a sentence the system said.

My aunt was determined to let Yu Sheng go looking for a mirror, but she gave up after seeing how hard he worked.

After listening to Yu Sheng's question, Ye Zigao said: "No, no one is chasing me. By the way, shopkeeper, your aunt is at the inn, right?"

"Here." Yu Sheng continued to practice calligraphy with his head down.

Ye Zigao put her heart in her stomach. The city lord once killed the demon dragon, so she didn't dare to be presumptuous when she came.

He sat next to Yu Sheng and poured himself a cup of tea. "Shopkeeper, you guys are so uninteresting. You didn't even call me when you left."

Yu Sheng slowly crossed out the word "Yong", put down the pen and relaxed his wrist, "You are busy chasing girls, where can I find you?"

"Besides, it's a bit urgent..." Yu Sheng was stunned. He saw a clear palm print on Ye Zigao's face, making the left side of his face much higher than the right side. "What's wrong with your face?"

"Ah", Ye Zigao covered his cheek, "Oh, this, I, I swatted mosquitoes."

Yu Sheng smiled, "Then you really hate these mosquitoes."

"Well, I hate mosquitoes that suck human blood." Ye Zigao said angrily.

Yu Sheng poured himself a cup of tea and said, "By the way, after you left yesterday, I picked a handful of flowers and gave them to my aunt."

"Ah?" Ye Zigao was startled, shaking his head and glancing at Yu Sheng's face, expecting to see something.

"Stop looking for it. The key is not the flowers, but the person who delivers them." Yu Sheng put down the teacup and shook his index finger at the leaves, "If you can't do it, learn from the shopkeeper."

"Hey," Ye Zigao said unconvinced, "That's because Sister Qing is your aunt."

He poured himself another cup of tea, and the sound of singing rang out on the stone bridge. Ye Gao was so surprised that he poured the teacup in his hand onto the table.

The tea almost soaked a page of the book.

"Boss, shopkeeper, you don't care about this." Ye Zigao covered his ears.

"Whatever, let him scare the monsters now." Yu Sheng rolled up a page of book and copybook, and hurriedly retreated to the inn.

Carrying the four treasures of the study, he went up to the attic. Aunt Qing was reading. When she saw Yu Sheng, she smiled and said, "That's strange. Didn't you say you won't practice calligraphy here?"

Yu Sheng put down his pen and ink, "I can't practice at the door anymore, so I have to come here."

It's not that he doesn't want to practice calligraphy in the attic for the rest of his life, it's just that when Aunt Qing is around, it's hard for him to calm down and he thinks about making Aunt Qing laugh or chatting with her from time to time.

She spread out a page of the book and was about to start writing when Yu Sheng suddenly stood up and said, "Hey, Xiao Yu'er, why have you grown taller again?"

Yu Sheng, who was standing, raised his head and saw that his forehead had gone beyond the collarbone and was at Aunt Qing's chin.


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