Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 884 The attribute inspired by a steamed bun

She denied it firmly, and Chen Zhen looked at her in surprise.

Yan Yan looked at Chen Zhen calmly: "A person can only truly appreciate the taste after he has experienced certain things. Just like a child, he has never lost his mother, no matter what you say to him , he couldn't even feel the intense pain of losing his mother."

"For another example, you have never eaten steamed buns made of real flour. No matter how I describe it to you, you will not be able to feel the wonderful taste of steamed buns made of real flour."

Chen Zhen was a little lost in thought, obviously thinking seriously about Yanyan's words.

Yanyan continued: "Everything in the world needs to be experienced personally. After truly feeling all kinds of tastes, when we meet again, we will have the familiarity of empathy, and we can truly bring it into ourselves!"

When she was speaking, she turned her palm over, and there was a white steamed bun made of spirit wheat flour.

Handing the steamed buns to Chen Zhen, Yanyan smiled: "Your family runs a dim sum shop, and you eat steamed buns all day long. This one of mine looks the same as your steamed buns, but it is made of real flour. You Try it and see if it tastes the same as the steamed buns you are used to?"

Chen Zhen stretched out his hand suspiciously to take the steamed bun from Yan Yan's hand.

The steamed buns were given to Chen Zhen, but Yanyan continued to say: "You don't have a bosom friend, but I have a bosom friend who has been close to each other and is a bosom friend, but when I listened to that song just now, I didn't recognize the deja vu you mentioned. Feel."

What Yan Yan said was the truth.

When she heard the qin music just now, she only felt peaceful, relaxed, and even full of expectations for the future, but she didn't feel any sense of familiarity.

She knows why.

She won't have the feeling of déjà vu because this song is not hers.

This is Chen Zhen.

Especially when Chen Zhen mentioned the familiarity of having met her confidant for a long time, Yan Yan became more certain of her guess.

It's a pity that Maharaja can't speak now, and can only remind her and Chen Zhen with this very abstract music form.

But at the same time, a question arose in Yanyan's heart.

Why did Maharaja know Chen Zhen's music?

She knew that if it was Maharaja who was once the god of music, he could easily see through the spiritual world of a person and express it with the singing voice that belonged to the other party, there would be no problem at all.

But after being refined into a weapon, Mahalaka lost this ability.

At least for so long, Yanyan has never seen it use it, or maybe its accumulated cultivation level is not enough.

But this time it appeared suddenly, Yan Yan felt that based on her understanding of Mahalaka's character, it is not a personality that is easy to stand out.

Unless... I met a former acquaintance?
Yanyan is trying to figure out the inner relationship between these few things.

Chen Zhen has already started tasting the steamed buns Yan Yan gave him.

He only took one bite, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

This steamed bun is really delicious!
Chewing in the mouth is not only sweet and sticky, but also has a slight aftertaste of sweetness. More importantly, the flour seems to have a natural toughness, which is much more chewy than the steamed buns made of rice noodles mixed with miscellaneous grains at home.

What Yanyan said is absolutely correct, even though he eats steamed buns every day, but if he has never eaten steamed buns made of real flour like this, he can't experience such a wonderful taste if he is asked to imagine it out of thin air!
Chen Zhen raised his head excitedly to look at Yanyan, and nodded vigorously: "I think what my sister said just now is indeed reasonable, and I really can't have a familiar perception if I haven't really experienced it!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at the half-bitten steamed bun in his hand: "For example, this steamed bun looks exactly the same as the one sitting at my house, but the taste is quite different! So..."

When he said these words, his eyes were particularly bright, and the doubts just now were swept away.

A small flame of hope was lit again in Yanyan's eyes.

Unexpectedly, she had said so much heartfeltly before, and the child was still unmoved, and finally was awakened by a steamed bun.

Although the process was a bit tortuous and the methods were a bit weird, the result was good in the end.

Yan Yan finally showed a gratified smile on his face.

This kid is really very intelligent.

Yanyan was ready to strike while the iron was hot, to wake up Chen Zhen's identity, and then repeat the words about letting Chen Zhen lure the monster.

But Yan Yan hadn't spoken yet, Chen Zhen still looked at her with those bright eyes, and said excitedly: "Sister! Can you, can you...give me two more steamed buns like this?"

Yanyan died!
I was praising my savvy just now, but it turned out to be nothing but my foodie attribute!
Yanyan was a little annoyed.

Chen Zhen could also see that Yanyan was unhappy, and he also felt that eating one steamed bun was not enough for him, and he still begged for it.

But the steamed buns were so delicious, he couldn't restrain his excitement, but seeing Yanyan's face turned dark, Chen Zhen quickly explained:

"Sister, don't blame me for being greedy. I just think these steamed buns are so delicious. My mother has been making steamed buns for so many years, and even she has never eaten such delicious steamed buns. I just want to take two home, one for my mother and one for my mother. Give it to the master, tell them to taste it too."

Probably thin-skinned, Chen Zhen blushed unconsciously when he explained.

Looking at Chen Zhen, Yanyan sighed in her heart.

How can such a sensible child get angry!

Yan Yan sighed, took out a large two-layer food box from the storage ring, and stuffed it directly into Chen Zhen's arms: "There are all such steamed buns here, and they are all given to you."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yan turned around and walked back.

Chen Zhen chased after him with the oversized food box in his arms: "No way, how can I collect so much, I can only take two..."

Yan Yan didn't turn her head back: "It's not worth anything, your mother even gave me some snacks in the morning, let me pay her back."

While talking, Yanyan didn't stop on her feet, and walked towards the inn after leaving the dense forest.

Behind Chen Zhen shouted: "Sister, come to my house for lunch, my mother told me before leaving..."

Yan Yan still didn't look back, she just waved her hands: "I don't need to eat, I'll accept your mother's wishes, I'll go see her some other day."

Seeing that Yan Yan seemed to be in a bad mood, Chen Zhen guessed that she was a little unhappy because he didn't agree to help her catch monsters.

Holding the heavy food box in his arms, Chen Zhen felt that this sister was really nice, and felt more and more sorry, but there was no other way, so he had to go home alone in resentment.

It's just that just as Chen Zhen's figure disappeared at the corner of the street, Yan Yan turned to a deserted alley and disappeared in place.

As soon as she entered the Sumeru Realm, before she could open her mouth, she heard a melody of Qingling Qingling.

Yanyan touched her upper arm subconsciously.

Mahalaka is still there.

Looking towards the altar, one can see a translucent cyan guqin lying on Canghua's lap.

It turned out to be a zither conjured by Canghua with the power of wood.

Canghua is now tuning into the alley, and what he is playing is the piece that Maha Luoga played for Chen Zhen just now.

(End of this chapter)