His arrogant and conceited attitude comes from the tempering of thousands of battles.
It is no exaggeration to say that even though he is only one seat higher than Bai Luo, he is definitely one of the most dangerous people among the executive officers.
"It's really hard to meet you."
After looking Tartaglia up and down, Bai Luo's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
It’s not that the Tartaglia in front of me is fake, but his condition.
It is known to everyone that Tartaglia is a battle maniac. This guy's desire for fighting is even as great as Bai Luo's pursuit of fun.
But this time, Bai Luo actually detected a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Judging from the fact that he didn't take out his Dongji Baixing to fight with Bai Luo after they met, his tiredness should not be pretended.
What exactly happened beneath the abyss that made a battle maniac like Tartaglia feel exhausted
"I should be the one saying this, right?"
Grinning, Tartaglia said.
After saying this, he couldn't help but yawn and looked very tired.
"Didn't sleep well?"
"Pretty much. I was just trying to catch up on some sleep, but after Katarina sent me a message, I came straight here."
Waving his hand casually, Tartaglia said.
The fact that he still came to meet Bai Luo under such circumstances was enough to show how "good" the relationship between them was.
"Let's go inside. I asked Yefim to prepare some food and wine. We can eat and talk."
Chapter 819 I am still more interested in your sister
“Gulp…”
In a small room at the cooperative supply point.
Except for a small area illuminated by the campfire, the rest of the place was shrouded in darkness. In the iron pot above the campfire was boiling soup.
In the light of the fire, two young men of similar age but very different styles were sitting cross-legged, seemingly waiting for something.
The handsome man on the left who is completely covered by a goose feather cloak looks harmless, but actually hidden under this childish appearance is the body of a warrior who has been tempered to the extreme.
He is like a silver blade wrapped in velvet, ominous, unpredictable and alarming.
The young man in black on the right, who almost blended into the darkness, did not look as dangerous as he did.
With a smile always on his face, he looks like the older brother next door. His every smile and frown reveals his gentleness, as if you can talk to him about anything.
But the more harmless he acted, the more creepy people who knew him felt.
He is not as aggressive as the young man opposite. He is like a hunter lurking in the sun. When you put your life in his hands, he may stab you in the back quietly.
But when you feel betrayed, you will find that the so-called knife is just a toy knife without any killing power.
Sweet fruits will become sour in his hands, and the sharp blade that reaps lives will not be able to kill people in his hands.
He is such a contradictory person.
When a meatball gradually floated out of the boiling soup, both of them's eyes lit up at the same time.
“Shua—”
Tartaglia is indeed a seasoned warrior. His hand turned into a shadow. After picking up the fork on the table, he directly forked the meatballs in the pot.
When he noticed Bai Luo's late chopsticks, a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
I won.
“Click!”
When the fork in his hand was less than a centimeter away from the meatball, he stopped abruptly because Bai Luo's chopsticks accurately clamped the fork in his hand.
The two thin wooden sticks burst out with extraordinary power in Bai Luo's hands, and actually suppressed the fork in Tartaglia's hand.
"you... ... "
Tartaglia subconsciously raised his head and wanted to say something.
Bai Luo took the opportunity to pick up the fork in Tartaglia's hand, picked up the meatballs directly from the pot, and put them in his own bowl.
"So, I told you to learn how to use chopsticks a long time ago, but you refused to listen."
Bai Luo raised the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the food with two clicks, and raised his eyebrows and said.
"That thing is harder to learn than a bow and arrow."
Looking at the fork in his hand with a little helplessness, Tartaglia said.
He tried to learn it afterwards, but he didn't succeed until his hands were sore.
The main reason was that he didn't put enough effort into it. If it were a weapon... it would probably take him less than half a day to be able to use it skillfully.
However, Bai Luo's action of grabbing his fork just now made him somewhat interested in this cutlery that seemed to be able to be used as a weapon.
"The atmosphere here really feels a bit like winter."
The first meatball had been snatched away by Bai Luo, and Tartaglia no longer had the focused look he had before. He yawned lazily again.
There is no trace of the lively look he had before.
It feels like the body has been hollowed out.
"Homesick?"
Looking at the tightly closed window, Bai Luo said with a smile.
The night wind in the abyss made a whistling sound, which was somewhat similar to a windy and snowy night in winter.
On winter nights, he would sometimes set up a small pot like this and enjoy a hearty hotpot meal.
"You don't want to?"
After accurately catching the second meatball that floated out, Tartaglia asked back.
"Of course I do, but I don't even know how to go home."
He took a bite of the meatball, and even though it had been a while since he took it out, the spicy and hot feeling still made him breathe in cold air.
Where is his home
Winter? Or Liyue
In both countries, there is a place he can call home in a sense.
But they are not homes in the true sense, they are just places to stay.
"Home is where our family is. I'll introduce Toke to you when I have time."
Tartaglia did not understand the meaning of Bai Luo's words, but instead mentioned her younger brother.
When talking about his younger brother Toke, an expression of doting unconsciously appeared on his face.
"Hey, I'm more interested in your Tonya."
After swallowing the meatball in his mouth, Bai Luo chuckled and spoke out.
"Get lost, she's still a child, don't think of hitting on her."
Pursing his lips, Tartaglia cursed with a smile.
He knew that Bai Luo was just joking, so he didn't take it too seriously. He picked up the small bowl in his hand and put the meatballs into his mouth, imitating Bai Luo's actions.
Unexpectedly, after eating it, his expression suddenly changed.
“Hiss—”
After his tongue flexibly rolled the meatball around in his mouth several times, Tartaglia finally swallowed it, then stuck out his tongue and fanned it continuously.
"What...what is this? Why is it so spicy?"
Feeling the meatballs entering his stomach from his esophagus, Tartaglia couldn't help but complain out loud.
It’s not that he can’t eat spicy food. On the contrary, he prefers moderate spiciness.
But the hotpot made by Bai Luo is more than just spicy.
It was like eating a red-hot coal.
"This is something I got from a friend. It has a refreshing effect. I saw that you seemed a little sleepy, so I added some to the pot."
Bai Luo picked up the spoon next to him and stirred the pot, then said.
I don’t know how Ye Lan came up with this idea. When Jueyun Pepper and Liuli Bag are mixed together, although the taste is very spicy, it smells lightly fragrant.
During the previous Lantern Festival, even Bai Luo was deceived by the smell.
"This refreshing effect is really good!"
Picking up the water that Bai Luo had prepared for him in advance, and after taking a big sip, Tartaglia said gritting his teeth.
But he had to admit that compared to the yawning just now, he was indeed much more awake now.
The sleepiness also disappeared a lot.
The most important thing is that this lingering aftertaste made him feel inexplicably refreshed after a while.
There's even the urge to take another bite.
"You want it?"
Bai Luo felt inside the lining of his windbreaker, and heard a series of sounds similar to the colliding of bottles and jars.
Afterwards, he took out something that looked like a magic bag and spoke.
But compared to this thing, Tartaglia was more interested in what was inside his lining.
The windbreaker he was wearing clearly didn't look bulging, so why did it give people the feeling that it was filled with a lot of things
"Tell me, what do you want me to give you in exchange?"
His eyes returned to the sachet and Tartaglia asked.
After interacting with Bai Luo for a period of time, he had come to understand this colleague.
He didn't think that the other party would give this thing to him for no reason.
Chapter 820 What? You've done it all
"Well... You don't need to bring anything. I'll just give it to you."
Throwing it to Tartaglia, Bai Luo spoke.
When he was "playing around" with Ye Lan in the alley before, he did secretly take some of this "fragrance powder" from the other person, but the one he put in the pot and gave to Tadalia was what he asked his men to mix based on the ingredients Ye Lan told him.
Although it is not as authentic as Ye Lan’s, it can still help to refresh the mind.
After eating, you will probably feel a burning pain in the soul gate for a while.
Bai Luo guessed that the fragrant powder used by Ye Lan to make tea must have been mixed with drugs similar to those that can relieve heat, so there would be no such side effects.
Considering that he rarely used this thing, he finally gave up the idea of asking Ye Lan what kind of medicinal herbs were used in it.
After all, it’s someone else’s secret recipe, so it’s not good to just ask.
Anyway, he's not the one in pain, so why bother
"Just give it to me? So nice?"
He opened the brocade bag in his hand doubtfully and gently sniffed the scented powder inside.
The lingering taste is indeed similar to the aroma in hot pot.
Yes, authentic.
Bai Luo never lies, there is indeed no manipulation in it. ωω
Given Tartaglia's personality, if he were to use this kind of powder, it would definitely be during a fight.
If Bai Luo added the powder of dried sunset fruit into it, then if he ate it, something bad would probably happen.
Bai Luo would still control the degree when doing things. At most he would make the other party half mad to death, but rarely would he anger the other party to death.