101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

"Of course, my history teacher in high school is very handsome, so I took the history class very seriously, and gradually developed a strong interest in Chinese history, especially the history of the Han Dynasty. I have studied all kinds of social life. , about the unofficial history of the Western Han Dynasty, as long as I can find books, I have read all the books, can I not be familiar with it? Don't underestimate me."

Back then, Dong Zhuo had found all the books he could find for her. Zi Yang didn't say anything about it. She smiled relievedly at Dong Zhuo and changed the subject:

"I'm starving, can I start now?"

Fu Hong nodded.

Zi Yang immediately picked up the chopsticks, looked at the steaming hot dishes on the table, full of flavors and flavors, and the special dishes of the Western Han Dynasty, couldn't help swallowing.

She started with a plate of "Xiangxi Sour Meat with Honey Sauce" sharp-eyed. Fu Hong first put the pieces of meat on the small plate in front of her, dipped in the specially prepared sauce.

"I'll test you, can you guess that these dishes are all found in that ancient book?"

Fu Hong found a topic to chat with Zi Yang, with a faint doting smile on his face.

Zi Yang chewed and took a bite slowly, with a pensive look on her face.

After a while, I asked tentatively: "I remember that in 1974, in the ancient tomb of the Western Han Dynasty unearthed in Mawangdui, Changsha, many materials related to cooking techniques were found. Among them are the earliest batch of bamboo slip menus so far, which recorded 103 rare dishes and nine cooking methods including stewing, braising, simmering, roasting, frying, simmering, frying, smoking, and waxing.”

Ziyang paused as she spoke, and moved her mouth to eat a spoonful of delicious soup that Fu Hong handed over to her stomach.

If Fu Hong just wanted to chat with her casually just now, he would really look a little differently at this moment.

"Haha, it's not like I'm a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, right?"

Deser, deser!

Ziyang was in a good mood, and held up the small bowl in front of Fu Hong with her finger, helped him to fill a spoonful of soup, and handed it over: "This is really delicious, you should try it too."

Fu Hong looked at Ziyang's courteous outward move, and raised the corners of his eyes slightly, showing that he was in a good mood.

That raised eyebrow movement is simply charming to the extreme.

Zi Yang looked a little crazy, under the dark yellow light, his face was extraordinarily deep, his brows were filled with an indescribable elegance, and his pair of bewitching eyes faintly glowed with a light that could take away people's souls.

"Did we really fall in love before?"

Ziyang suddenly asked, why did she faintly feel a sense of deep familiarity, as if she had seen those eyes before, but she really embraced the flash love that Fu Hong and Ziran talked about? There is a lot of skepticism.

Fu Hong looked at her probing eyes, as if she remembered everything about Zeng Jin at this moment, and squeezed her wrist quickly, with an uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

"Yangyang, what do you remember?"

"Very familiar." Zi Yang murmured.

Uncomfortable being looked at by his scorching gaze, he quickly withdrew his wrist.

"You are too strong and hurt me."

Fu Hong refused to give up: "Think about it carefully."

"I just think my eyes are familiar, but now I don't feel familiar anymore, I can't remember, maybe I really lost my memory before." Zi Yang was a little uncomfortable by his excessive excitement, "you drink soup, fresh but not greasy , it’s really delicious.”

When Fu Hong heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

But after adjusting her mentality in a blink of an eye, Zi Yang was overwhelmed by his huge contrasting emotions, but she didn't know how to adjust the atmosphere.

"Fu Hong, are we in love?"