Master of Magic

Chapter 283 The First Version of Sugar Painting

When Ye Fengqing just took out the chessboard and threw it directly on the fire, Zi Luo covered her mouth in disbelief, cursing all kinds of things in her heart, it's too wasteful, this is simply too wasteful, I don't want the good chessboard, It's okay to give it to others, why do you have to put it on the fire and roast it.However, before he persisted in this idea for half a second, he saw Ye Fengqing take off the chessboard heated on the fire, put it aside, slowly brush a thin layer of hot money on the chessboard, and then wipe it dry.

its not right!Zi Luo shouted silently in her heart.

No one brushes the chessboard with oil before playing chess, and it is still lard.You know, it is a chessboard carved from a piece of beautiful jade.Whether it is used for daily appreciation or entertainment and relaxation, it is top grade.But after brushing with lard, the delicate and pure appearance of the chessboard is destroyed, and the smell is not good.What else can this waste be used for?
However, Ye Fengqing didn't intend to explain in front of Zi Luo.

After brushing the oil, he found a small spoon from the kitchen.About the size of the palm of your hand.Scoop out a spoonful of the half-cold maltose and tilt the spoon slightly.A stream of dark brown syrup trickled down from the height, and landed on the white chessboard, forming a small oval spot in no time.

At this time, Ye Fengqing's movements suddenly became faster.He transformed the palm of his mind power into a single piece of thin wood, and gently scraped the small dots.With three strokes or two strokes, the small dot was elongated by the thin wood board, and a few strands of intertwined |twisted branches emerged.

This, this is... Zi Luo's eyeballs became more and more rounded.A crazy voice suddenly appeared in the subconscious shouting that this must have been done for me!definitely is!

Ye Fengqing switched his mind, and again switched the shape of the palm of his mind back to the rolling | round finger pulp, and quickly connected several forks of the branches with the remaining maltose.As a result, the bare branches began to appear the embryonic form of flower|bud.The bulging flower buds are regularly arranged on the branches.Ye Fengqing then picked it in one direction with his nails!
In an instant, the flower buds that only contained and were about to bloom stretched into blooming flowers!Thousands of charming and charming, competing for beauty.

Zi Luo's heart is almost drunk when she looks at it!How come it never occurred to Ye Fengqing to play so many tricks with simple maltose?
At this time, Ye Fengqing's painting is coming to an end.

He has already finished the first sugar painting for Zi Luo, and now there is only one bamboo stick missing.

However, there is no maltose in the fairy world, so naturally no one will prepare bamboo sticks.But fortunately, Ye Fengqing's mind is more savvy, and the pitch-black eyeballs rolled a few times.

He soon discovered that there was actually a bamboo planted outside the kitchen not far from him.This is a kind of landscape bamboo that does not grow big by nature. Compared with the bamboo in the mountains, the branches are almost at the kindergarten level.The thickest branch is only as thick as my little finger.

Ye Fengqing thought from the bottom of his heart, he really wanted to come up with something, Ma ** extended the arm of the painting at the end of the year, folded a bamboo strip from the bamboo trunk, pulled off the branches and leaves, and pressed part of it on the painted sugar painting with all his strength On top of it, he gently lifted it up, turned around and handed it to Zi Luo who had been waiting for a long time.

"Come on, I promise you this."

Ah~~~
Seeing the joy, Zi Luo even jumped up, holding the bamboo stick tightly with both hands, looking at the sparkling and lifelike sugar painting, she couldn't swallow it no matter what.After pondering for a while, I stretched out the tip of my tongue and licked it lightly, and said that it was really not very sweet, but very fragrant.Then there is no more post.

For this sake, Ye Fengqing felt very strange.

Zi Luo has long wanted to eat maltose.Otherwise, I wouldn't have kept asking myself if I could eat it, and asked several times.

"Why don't you want to eat the sugar painting now that it's ready?"

Zi Luo cherished Tang Hua in her arms, and spoke seriously.

"Hero, the candy pieces you made are really beautiful. They are like works of art. In this world, there is probably no more vivid decoration than this rattan flower. So I decided that I want to grow Hold on to it for a long time!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled up his long hair in front of Ye Fengqing, and inserted the bamboo strip with the sugar painting part.

Ye Fengqing saw with his own eyes that the glittering sugar painting looked like a high-quality sugar-heart agate, shining brightly on the exotic shape of Ziluo.Unknowingly, Zi Luo herself is set off more like a fairy in the Nine Heavens.

"Does it look good?"

"Hero, do you think I look good now?"

Zi Luo happily turned around in front of Ye Fengqing twice, showing off her appearance, and after realizing that Ye Fengqing nodded to her to show her good looks, she was as happy as a child and ran out, running all the way. Shouting "Sisters, come and see, the hairpin that the hero just made for me!"

"Come and take a look, this hairpin is really pretty!"

It seems that the small gift I made by accident is quite popular with these fairies.

After Ye Fengqing made up his mind, he hurried back to the stove and reheated the remaining maltose to prevent them from solidifying.At the same time, non-stop began to make sugar paintings for the remaining 300 fairies.

Soon all kinds of works appeared on the table next to Ye Fengqing, such as birds, chickens, flowers, and so on.

And at the door of the kitchen not far away, a group of fairies were already waiting close together.They knew that Ye Fengqing was making sugar paintings when Zi Luo ran out.Moreover, the conversation was so contrived that it was worn on the head, not inferior to jewelry inlaid with precious jewels.

Ruoshui is the biggest of the sisters.So standing at the place closest to the door, watching Ye Fengqing continue to make sugar paintings, his eyes jumped to the table from time to time, choosing his favorite style from a variety of patterns.

Maybe it's telepathy, or maybe it's because the Chilian Snake in Ye Fengqing's bag is more sensitive.

When the production of his sugar painting was coming to an end, Ye Fengqing heard Chilian Snake quietly sending him a bit of spiritual thought, and said enviously and hatefully. "Master, there are 300 women standing behind you, and they are all watching you draw sugar paintings."

Ye Fengqing, looking back, caught Ruoshui who was too late to dodge by the door on the spot.

She was panic-stricken, lowered her head and tangled her dress like a child who made a mistake, and stammered to justify.

"Actually, I'm not."

"I just pass by here occasionally, not really to see what you're doing,"

Or else, "Actually, I just took a look at it, really just a look. Then I thought it looked good."

……

To sum it up in one sentence, there is no silver 300 taels here.

(End of this chapter)