Piano

Chapter 43
After the meal, Lan Xue rolled up her sleeves in a muffled voice, and went upstairs to fetch the pack of He Luo's old scales, planning to cook some fish maw.

When Ah Si cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, she thoughtfully prepared warm boiled water for soaking fish scales for her, but Lan Xuesheng would come down with the fish scales in her arms, looking at the basin of warm water but couldn't help but feel sad.

——He Luo's body is more than ten times larger than that of ordinary carp, and its scales are also thicker than those of domestic fish.

She originally thought that no matter what the scales looked like, after so many years of air drying, they would still be crispy and crunchy like potato chips, but now that she really got the fish scales in her hands, Only then did she realize that no matter how hard she tried, the scales would remain motionless like a steel plate.

Tsk, is this the power of Dao Yiyu?It really is extraordinary.

Lan Xuesheng muttered something rather indifferently, and silently brought up the two fastest pair of scissors at home.

After 10 minutes, the two scissors collapsed and died. She looked at the fish scale with no wounds except two white marks on the face, and her eyes finally collapsed.

——Damn it, this thing is a real steel plate!Can she donate this thing to the country as an aircraft carrier? ?
He Luoluo only said that his scales might not be easy to boil with ordinary fire, and he didn't say that he couldn't cut them!
How to soak it?Just throw it in whole?

But she was afraid that the scales would be too big and too thick to be soaked through, so don't look around, the outside is covered with oil and glue, and the inside is still as hard as that steel plate!
Damn, she needs to find a helper...

Lan Xue puffed her face, and after struggling for two seconds, she decided to turn her head and ask Feng Xi for help.

At that time, the latter was still at ease in the forums of various bars in Daicheng, she looked at the busy girl and blinked her eyes, and then said sweetly and greasyly: "Little Fengfeng~~ "

"Fuck, hell, where did you come from? Get back!" Feng Xi, who heard the sound of the clip, turned pale in shock, and immediately slapped the sofa under the seat, leaping to the ground and posing in a blocking position , took advantage of the situation and erected the whole body of defense.

Seeing this, Lan Xuesheng couldn't help but twitched the corners of her lips, and now she couldn't even care about the sound of clips, and silently slammed her face at Feng Xi: "No, Xiao Fengfeng, I'll just call you, you As for—”

"Oh shit, Xuesheng, it's you who shouted, you scared me to death," Feng Xi, who saw Lan Xuesheng's face clearly, let out a sigh of relief, then raised her hand and patted her chest with lingering fear, "I thought you Where did this family come from, and this fist almost got out!"

Good guy, who can stand that punch from your old man.

Lan Xue sneered and shrank her neck furtively, turned her head and turned into a curious baby again: "So, Xiao Fengfeng, do you have any opinions or shadows on the clip sound?"

"I see that before when Yuhu kicked your nose and face on your head, you never reacted like that."

"Ham, how should I put it? In the past, I had neither shadow nor objection to clip sound." Feng Xi touched her nose in response, "After all, a girl with a good clip is sweet but not greasy, and it sounds nice. "

"—until the 'clip sound' suddenly became popular on the Internet two years ago."

"And then what?" Lan Xue stretched her neck aloud, staring at Feng Xi without moving.

Feng Xi was born with nothing to fall in love with, and returned with a disillusioned look: "Then one day, Lao Chen suffered a mental illness and sent me dozens of 60-second-long death voices on V-mail."

"—Each one is a clip sound, men and women, old and young, of all ages, range values ​​and various strange dialects."

"He even sang the whole "Song of Heroes" in a clip tone, the one about 'The Great River Flows Eastward, and the Stars in the Sky Grow to the Big Dipper'."

"I don't know where I got the courage back then." Feng Xi sneered, "Maybe I was young and frivolous and too arrogant. In short, I'm so cheap that they have heard it all."

"—I thought it was very interesting at the beginning, and it was very high in the middle. Later, when I heard that "Song of a Heroic Man", I got goosebumps all over my body. I almost died of poisoning on the spot at the age of [-]."

"At that time, I wanted to turn off the voice and spit on him, but he sent too many damn voice messages, and kept refreshing one after another. After a while, I couldn't find the one I was listening to. where."

"Afterwards, I couldn't bear it any longer and was about to close WeChat, but that guy actually started to read those kind of earthy and superficial novels in a clip tone!!"

"...Then you doubled up again," Lan Xuesheng leaned back tactically, "and heard the end in a daze."

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"...Ah, yes." Feng Xi looked at the sky, "When I come back to my senses, after listening to the novel, I'm also allergic to clip sounds."

Oh, woman.

Not at all.

Lan Xuesheng smacked her lips and shook her head repeatedly. Seeing this, Feng Xi quickly clenched her fists and gave a fake cough, abruptly changing the subject: "Cough, then what, Xuesheng, what did you call me for?"

"Oh, that's right, I want to soak two pieces of He Luo's old scales." Lan Xuesheng picked up the two pieces of dried fish scales that tormented her for more than half, "But I think the scales are a little too long. It’s big, I thought it might be evenly soaked if it’s broken up…”

"But you didn't move?" Feng Xi raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's obvious." Lan Xue nodded, "Also, I broke two scissors at home."

"Normal. Although He Luo's skills are not high, they are also good in size. Of course ordinary iron can't break through his scales." Feng Xi said and stretched out his hand, "Bring it, I'll break it for you Bar."

"Okay, I'll just wait for your words." Lan Xue said kindly, and Le Diandian handed over the two fish scales.

The fish scale, which was as hard as a steel plate in her hand before, was as crisp as a piece of scum in Feng Xi's hand. She saw that she easily tore the fish scale into small pieces the size of a fingernail, and threw it into the water in the basin.

"Okay, what else are you missing?" Feng Xi clapped her hands to shake off the crumbs in her fingers, and raised her chin leisurely.

Lan Xuesheng rubbed her chin thinking about this: "He Luoluo also said that his scales are not easy to burn with ordinary fire."

"Well, if you don't add something, Fanhuo really can't boil it." Feng Xi nodded, then turned around and walked to the piano, and took out He Luo.

Xiao Zhengtai, who was suddenly pulled out of his sleep, opened his sleepy eyes and was ignorant, he yawned, and greeted Feng Xi vaguely: "Boss Feng, Miss Xiaolan, what are you looking for me for? "

"It's nothing serious, I just want to borrow something from you." Feng Xi rolled his eyes, and then suddenly reached out to pluck the silver hair on He Luo's head.

The severe pain mixed with drowsiness made the little Zhengtai uncontrollably burst out two physiological teardrops from the corners of his eyes, Feng Xi had quick eyesight and quick hands, and flicked the waterdrops into the basin with that hair.

"Okay, it's nothing to do with you, go back and go back to sleep." After finishing all this, Feng Xi patted He Luo's head reassuringly, and conveniently stuffed him back into the piano.

Lan Xuesheng who witnessed the whole process was stunned, pointing at the water basin, unable to say a word for a long time.

"... Xiao, Xiao Fengfeng, what is this, what is this saying?"

　. .Tired, day 1 failed 1/[-], wake up and fight again!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)