Fish swimming around the world

Gu Beiyan stared at him blankly: "Are you sure... it tastes like this?"

Jiang Fan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, except for a little bitterness, there is basically no problem. This Shigan is amazing."

Gu Beiyan frowned: "This thing can also be called fine wine? Is your taste buds broken?"

Jiang Fan laughed: "I'll tell you a secret, this thing is very particular to drink, don't take a small sip, what you want is a big cup, cool and refreshing, and then a small barbecue, you don't even need a big gold chain."

Gu Beiyan was very confused, and was dragged by Jiang Fan to drink a large bottle of it. He was stunned for a while, smacked his lips, and suddenly felt that it was a bit interesting, at least... it was very transparent and thirst-quenching. But it didn't matter... it still tasted like swill.

"Haha, good stuff, how much did you brew?" Jiang Fan was very happy.

"Not much. Shi Gan thought it was a failure, so he didn't make it. There were only ten buckets. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have thrown it away."

"Oh, ten buckets is not much. Fortunately, you pulled the gate. Let's enjoy it secretly."

Dayanzi frowned: "No need to hide it. No one will compete with you. Why do some people like to drink swill..."

"Besides, you don't understand. People's taste buds are strange. Sometimes they like to eat stinky things. Have you ever eaten stinky tofu? It stinks ten miles in the wind, but it smells strong when you put it in your mouth."

Gu Beiyan couldn't understand it, and Mr. Jiang didn't force it. It was just not much.

Gu Beiyan saw this guy drinking a big cup of wine and eating meat with big mouthfuls. It looked very cool, but he still felt that drinking Shaodaozi with roasted pancakes was the most enjoyable and the most authentic.

Now, Gu Beiyan's appetite is far less than Mr. Jiang's. In terms of proportion, it is exactly the same as the reversed meaning at the beginning.

However, Gu Beiyan's appetite is still top among women. With the growth of her cultivation, her appetite has also increased significantly. The original two pounds of meat, four pancakes, two dishes and a bowl of soup can no longer satisfy her. It has roughly doubled.

This is better. Eating is like this. It is more delicious when there are people competing.

Barbecue and beer, Jiang Gongzi is in high spirits. After three or five gulps, he began to brag. In his words, barbecue and beer are not suitable without bragging.

Gu Beiyan can't understand why it is not suitable, but it is quite interesting. This guy is full of sweat and blood carriages, and exaggerates and describes the interesting things he experienced outside. It sounds very interesting.

But the two didn't talk about business. Yes, it's boring to talk about business at this time.

It's just that Jiang Gongzi thinks Gu Beiyan shouldn't wear formal clothes. I don't know if she is used to it or really likes it. Anyway, since she tried it once, she has never changed it. Although there are many styles, they are all very formal.

Tonight, she was wearing a sapphire blue tight dress produced by Huashang, with a 15-centimeter-high heel that only ordinary people can see. On her wrist, she wore the blood jade bracelet that Jiang Fan had given her. She looked like a female gold-collar worker going to a barbecue on her way home from work.

In a trance, Jiang Fan seemed to see the scenery of another time and space...

Gu Beiyan saw that he seemed to be still suddenly, staring at his calves with a little red face. After a closer look, she found that this guy seemed to be distracted.

Raised an eyebrow and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"What are you staring at?"

Jiang Fan came back to his senses and noticed that there was something wrong with the place he was staring at. He smiled dumbly: "No, I just think you look too tall in these shoes, taller than me."

"I'm taller than you." Gu Beiyan didn't think there was anything wrong.

Jiang Fan's glass heart was shattered to the ground.

Jiang Fan is not short now. He is nearly 20 years old and 1.78 meters tall. He was originally about the same height as Dayan. Unfortunately, Dayan is two inches taller than him when he puts on the heels. This is a bit depressing.

Forget it, at least the long legs are pleasing to the eyes.

Young Master Jiang decided not to tell her about the tricks of men in other worlds.

"You are eating your height."

Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "Tall and long arms are still more advantageous in fighting."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Do you think you still have a chance to fight?"

Gu Beiyan was stunned for a moment, chewing the pancake slices, and said after a while: "The world is not peaceful, I have never given up practicing."

Jiang Fan knew that not only did she not give up, but because she had plenty of time, she practiced more diligently. Now, with the support of the huge resources of Fanrenju, Gu Beiyan has seen the edge of the holy realm.

Unfortunately, her talent is not as good as that of Yun Fuyao or Meng Yi, and she can't suppress it for long. Of course, this depends on who you are compared with. Dayan is just not as good as Yun Fuyao and the others. Compared with normal warriors, he is still a condescending existence.

"... Is it because you have suppressed your nature?" Jiang Fan pondered a little.

Gu Beiyan was a little puzzled.

"I mean, you are a talented warrior. Being a housekeeper in Mortal Residence is a waste of talent..."

Gu Beiyan shook his head: "You can do more than ten thousand Gu Beiyans. I will be a good housekeeper for you, which is more useful than going out to work."

Jiang Fan smiled: "But it depends on whether you like it or not. Everyone has the right to choose their own life."

Gu Beiyan looked at him strangely: "How do you know I don't like it?"

Jiang Fan was stunned and looked into her eyes: "Is it okay?"

Gu Beiya was lost in thought as he stared at the crispy pancake slices on the charcoal fire.

"When I was a child... the training was very hard. If I failed, I couldn't even eat pancakes... In Mortal Residence, in your words... I achieved pancake freedom?"

Jiang Fan was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "This way of speaking, I think you are still quite suitable for Mortal Residence."

Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "If I don't have to fight, I don't think I will practice. I want a house, not big, just a small one, preferably at the entrance of Qingyi Lane, facing the street, so that I can set up a small stall at night and sell barbecue. How happy it is..."

"Is your dream this?" Jiang Fan was surprised.

"Well... not at the beginning..."

"Then what was it at the beginning?"

"Selling pancakes..."

"Uh..."

——

After a night of fun, Mr. Jiang, who couldn't put down the burning knife, found himself lying down after being drunk by beer.

Gu Beiyan, who was holding the wine gourd, was sleeping soundly with his head on his belly as he did three years ago.

Looking at this heroic, powerful butler who was born as a dead soldier, Mr. Jiang was a little dazed. He never thought that Gu Beiyan's life dream was just to be a pancake maker...

Remembering what she said last night, she hoped that the world would be peaceful, her parents were still alive, and she didn't have to practice martial arts when she was a child, and could go dancing...

War has really changed the lives of too many people.

This world really needs people to change it. Is it okay to rely on Xiao Cui? Is it a shame to escape from the depths of my heart...

Gently helping Gu Beiyan to the soft couch, I opened the window, and a cool breeze hit me.

Oh! It's snowing.

Mortal Residence was covered in silver overnight. Because of the cold weather, many people did not get up, and the whole courtyard was fresh and quiet.