The Glory of the King of Qin

"Uncle won't go in together?" Da Si Ming said.

"What? What's the problem?" Yinglou looked at Da Siming, and at the career line on her V-neckline. This dimension is indeed full of astonishing, deeper than that of Snow Maiden, but it looks like that red lotus. Yes, it should be about the same!

"It's not a problem, but I've been on the road for several days and nights, and I haven't had dinner. If my uncle doesn't mind, can you take me with you? Anyway, people can't run here, so when will we meet? , If you want to come to Uncle, you shouldn't reject me, right?"? "Da Siming looked at Yinglou's eyes with a bit of cunning.

"What if I refuse?" Ying Lou said.

"I heard that Young Master Beware, but for the sake of the first dancer of Yan Country, Snow Maiden, he did not hesitate to kill Yan Chunjun for Hongyan. I think he is a person who loves flowers, and Young Master just said that I am a beauty, so I concluded, Be careful, the son will not refuse!" Da Si Ming smiled and looked at this uncle narrowly!

"That's it, okay... I refuse!" Yinglou smiled and said, "Da Siming Beauty, see you soon!"

"..."

Da Siming stood there in a little astonishment, motionless, himself, is this rejected?It is extremely difficult for me to say that I have dinner with other men, let alone bring it up on my own initiative?Was it still rejected?Does this uncle have the so-called gentleman's demeanor?At this time, shouldn't you be happy to talk about how honored you are?

Actually, it's such a slap in the face...

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Without scruples about the look of the big commander behind him, Yinglou walked straight to the kitchen.

At this time, it was past dinner time, and the cooks had also rested. Ju Yao was still injured. The guards who took care of him did not ask the cook to prepare food for him in advance without being instructed by Yinglou. of.

After all, he was not a son who was trained in the palace compound, so that for such a small thing as a meal, he had to make dozens of people jump up and down, lift up his sleeves, and knead a ball of dough. After a quarter of an hour, Jianguang was in the kitchen. flashed in.

Strips of crystal clear noodles soon appeared on the cutting board.

People are more popular than dead people. If Ye Gucheng knew his own flying immortal from the sky, he was actually used to cut noodles. If he was in the mound, he would have to climb out and slap this guy to death!A set of peerless swordsmanship is actually used as a cook?Cut noodles?Thank you for thinking about it...

"Such exquisite swordsmanship is actually used to cut faces, be careful son, if those kendo masters see this, I'm afraid you will have to spit spit on your face!" The voice is charming and charming, it sounds a bit cold!

"..." Yinglou turned his head and looked at Da Siming standing there with a soft face, half a smile but not a smile, he drained the noodles without caring, and said, "Laughing in the sky and going out, my generation is Penghao. People? The world laughs at me for being crazy, I laugh at others, I can't see through, I do my own thing, go my own way, what does it matter to me how others see it?"

"The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, let alone the son of Qin's uncle?" Da Siming said with a slight smile, but he was silently reciting the two poems and words of Yinglou in his heart. , detached and relieved heart.This uncle really deserves to be the one who wrote the murder poems like the man's line. He is very free and easy, full of chivalrous style.

".〃It turns out that the gentleman Yuanpao's kitchen understands this way? I have seen it!" Yinglou laughed.

"..." Da Siming's smile instantly closed, and he felt that he was being mocked by Yinglou. He was about to say a sentence, but he didn't say it, and Yinglou's next sentence directly blocked it.

"It's just a pity, I never thought I was a gentleman!" Ying Lou said.

"What does the uncle mean, is he a villain?" Da Siming seemed to have caught the loophole and asked.

"A gentleman is magnanimous, a villain hides chickens, I am not a gentleman, but I am not a villain, I am just a normal ordinary person, so I am wearing clothes! That, beauty, please use your onmyoji to give me a Huo chan, this flint is not very useful!" Ying Lou said very calmly and directly (the money got it), holding a handful of weeds in his hand, motioning Da Si Ming to set him on fire.

"..." Da Si Ming's mouth twitched.

Before he could get away from the candid and hidden words, his heart would be blocked by the next sentence of Yinglou, and he would use onmyoji to set him on fire?You said it was so calm, are you sure, you're not joking?

"Don't you belong to the Fire Department of the Yin-Yang family, Da Siming? It shouldn't be difficult to use your internal strength to make a fire, right?" Yinglou looked at her and said in surprise, "You are not good at learning, you haven't learned it yet... "

puff!

The weeds in his hands burned in an instant, with a hoarse sound, Yinglou looked up and said with a tsk tsk, "You really deserve to be the elder of the Yin-Yang family, I almost burned my eyebrows in the air! It's amazing!"

"..." Da Siming felt that his nose was crooked, and there was an urge to vomit blood.

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104. Black traces of fire food

Repeat the scriptures in your heart over and over again, taking two breaths of ups and downs. ●Magazine/Magazine/Insect ●

Using such exquisite swordsmanship to shave the noodles, let himself use the yin and yang technique to set him on fire, this kind of thing is also thanks to him being able to figure it out, and what is even more outrageous is that he even said something that almost burned his eyebrows?As soon as the evil thoughts came out in his heart, do you want to do it again and simply burn all his eyebrows!

The smoke from the cooking wafts, and the water boils.

Yinglou poured all the noodles into the pot, and then drove the firewood.

Don't think that burning firewood is easy. In fact, it's not easy. It looks simple, but for people who don't know it at all, it's extremely difficult!Even if your martial arts are superb, but if you don't have experience, you still can't burn. Even if the fire starts, it is a very difficult challenge to want him to burn for a long time.

However, what makes Da Siming frown is that the method of winning a building is very easy and familiar.

This shows what?

It shows that Yinglou is by no means the first time he has been in the kitchen, and it is not the first time he has set fire to the fire. He can't help thinking that he is a proton, and he has not been taken care of by Da Qin for so many years. In the 347 Yan country, I don't know how much Suffering, how many hardships have gone through, only to have this skillful technique now.

Among the [-] titles of Daqin, the Marquis of Qianyi belongs to the prince, is the real prince, and belongs to the highest title in the line of princes. Compared with other titles, the title of prince can be hereditary. Therefore, Yinglou is a prince, which is unnecessary. Doubt!

A prince can burn fire and cook noodles?

Throughout the Seven Kingdoms, I am afraid that in the past few hundred years, I have not been able to find a few.

Even the scholars who didn't even have titles were mostly undivided and industrious.

Unknown, seeing Yinglou's familiar technique, her stagnation was slowly relieved, and she felt a little different in her heart, and she saw Yinglougao a little!

A prince who even needs to make a fire and cook by himself can imagine what kind of situation his life has reached, and even in such a day, he can still cultivate that kind of swordsmanship. Seeing this person's perseverance, he should have a heart like a rock, so he can have such a high level of cultivation at such an age.

Heart moved, secretly thinking.

"Hey, Da Siming Beauty, what are you doing? Do me a favor and bring me the noodles!" Yinglou said suddenly while the fire was burning.

"..." Da Siming raised his brows, moved his hand, and a bloody handprint appeared, bringing his face over.

"Blood handprints? You're really too lazy to say anything, you don't even bother to walk a few steps!" Ying Lou said.

"..." If possible, Da Siming suddenly had the urge to slap him, saying that it was you who asked me to take it, and that it was you who was lazy, and it was also a few steps away, why didn't you take it yourself?I brought it to you, but it turned out that I am a lazy person!Are you yourself?What are you doing... It's really embarrassing and want to beat people to vent.