Hua Qiangu was busy in the kitchen, Tang Bao was holding a small spoon to help her, adding salt and sugar.
"Master—Master—it's time to eat!"
Bai Zihua is meditating, and his soul is playing chess with Donghua Shangxian on the blue sea thousands of miles away. As soon as he heard the call, he hurriedly bid farewell, flew thousands of miles in an instant, returned to his original soul, and woke up.
Walking into the side hall, seeing the dishes on the table, each one is more beautiful than the other, and the one is more gorgeous than the other, but it is not like food, but like a work of art.
"What dish did you cook today?"
"Hehe, back to Master, they are Tianji Honeydew Soup, Jade Tofu Kernel, Furong Yudai Soup, ** Mincemeat, Licorice Assorted Cup, and Stir-fried Yellow Flower Heart."
"Don't cook so many dishes every time. If you can't finish it, it will be wasted. Just cook one or two dishes."
"Understood, master." Hua Qiangu handed over the white jade chopsticks with both hands, "Hehe, please have dinner, Master."
Bai Zihua took it and held it in his hand, his fingers were whiter and more delicate than jade.
Sitting in its special blue and white bowl, Tang Bao watched the dishes and swallowed, but he didn't dare to act rashly before the master touched the chopsticks.
"Your carving skills are on the rise." Bai Zihua looked at Bainiao Chaofeng, which was composed of several kinds of fruits in the flesh of the whole fruit, and nodded slightly, took a piece of pear and put it in his mouth to taste.
Hua Qiangu was happily holding the bowl of grilled rice, while quietly watching the master eat. This time of day is the happiest. Although the master may not be able to say a few words during the whole banquet, just sitting here with her makes her feel very warm. But why do some people even have such an elegant and beautiful posture when eating
"Bones, I want that, that..."
Hua Qiangu put the cherry meat from the water hyacinth eye into Tang Bao's bowl, Tang Bao held it in his arms, and bit off half of it with one bite.
After not eating for a long time, Bai Zihua tasted each dish for a few chopsticks, then put it down, but still sat at the table watching her and Tang Bao. Originally, he didn't have any distinction between whether he was full or not, he just spent more than ten minutes every day to be with her.
"Eat slowly, don't rush."
"Hmm..." Hua Qiangu hurriedly swept away a quarter of the food on the table, feeling half full, and hastily put down her chopsticks.
"I've finished eating. I'll leave the rest of Tang Bao to you. The master told me not to waste it. Hehe, there's still the last one you ate. You are responsible for washing the dishes!"
"Ah? Well... there are so many, I have gained a lot of weight recently, and I can't even find my waist."
"Waist?" Hua Qiangu clamped it with chopsticks, from head to tail, "Here? Here? Or here? Aren't they all the same thickness?"
Seeing Tang Bao laughing straight at the chopsticks creaking, I really wanted to put it in my mouth and eat it as a side dish.
Seeing the two of them fighting, Bai Zihua couldn't help but smile a little, raised his spotless white sleeve, and wiped the corner of Hua Qiangu's mouth.
Hua Qiangu raised her head and looked at his still cold face, but the warmth at that moment moved her so much that she wanted to cry.
Looking at the stain on Bai Zihua's sleeve, he lowered his head in embarrassment.
The master's white clothes are always clean for thousands of years, and the immortal energy around him always makes the dust not dare to contaminate it, so there is no need for trivial washing like her mortal... But do you need to take a bath? Woolen cloth? Hua Qiangu suddenly thought that if Master took off his clothes and took a shower...
Dizziness, dizziness... Amitabha, Amitabha, good, good...
So now it is completely different from what she thought before, after being filial to the master, washing and cooking for the old master, and pouring tea and water.
The master has always advocated that Taoism follows nature, with a pure heart and no action. Magic does not exist and be used to bring convenience to life, but it will make people dependent and lazy. Therefore, such trivial matters as hairdressing, cleaning clothes, etc., even if it is as simple as raising one's hand and reciting a formula, one would rather do it by oneself and rarely use spells.
"Master, give me the clothes later, let me wash them for you?"
Bai Zihua looked at Hua Qiangu looking at him with a look of astonishment in his eyes, and nodded slightly.
At night, the moon rises, as bright as a jade plate.
Hua Qiangu stood barefoot in the back mountain stream to wash clothes, the peach petals flying not far away fell into the water one after another with the wind, flowing down the river, the moonlight was all over the city, the reflection in the water seemed to cause a few bruises on the white clothes that had been smudged. Apply pink peach, extremely beautiful, extremely quiet and extremely gorgeous.
Sugar Baby enjoyed the game of rushing down the river in a peach boat from upstream.
Hua Qiangu poured water on it and overturned its boat. It tried hard to swim in the water with its thin feet. Suddenly saw a small fish, and jumped down happily to chase the fish. After a while, I don't know how to trick the fast-swimming little fish into my hand, and I willingly let Tang Bao sit on its back and happily lead it to swim around.
Hua Qiangu looked up at the full moon in the sky, then looked down at the master's other courtyard, the lights were still on. She never thought that there would be such a happy and peaceful day, and she had no other wish but to continue like this forever.
On the second day, Tang Bao went to play with Qingshui and the others, while Hua Qiangu was lying on the tree reading a book, suddenly saw a crooked little blue kite flying towards her in the distance.
There is a letter. Jump over and grab it.
Usually, the fairy world relies on this kind of small paper kite to convey messages, which are all kinds of small birds made of random folded paper. Depending on the color, the type and urgency of the message delivered varies. The speed is related to the mana of the person delivering the message. If the mana is weak, it may take a few months or a year or so for the kite to fly on the road. Those with strong mana may be able to fly thousands of miles in a day or a few hours. And it is not afraid of rain and wind, it is not easy to be damaged, and it is even hidden in the air so that no one can find it and intercept it.
Hua Qiangu opened the letter and it was actually written by Dongfang Yuqing. The characters were crooked, like ghostly drawn symbols, and the writing was uglier than hers, with only a few numbers.
"Little Bones, I miss you so much, it hurts my bones!!!!!!!!!"
In the end, I drew a very ugly picture of a small bone, a little scholar, and a little bug in the middle, which is called "family portrait".
Hua Qiangu hugged the letter until her stomach ached from laughing, but in fact she missed him very much. He ran to the study room, picked up a pen and wrote a long, long letter to Dongfang Yuqing in one breath. After finishing writing, it looks like a little paper crane and folded it together with Dongfang Yuqing's paper kite before, put it in the palm of your hand and recited the formula intently, the little paper crane turned blue, and recorded the route of reply and the information of the recipient, Dongfang. , and swayed its wings and set off on the road.
Hua Qiangu continued to climb back up the tree, but before she could sit still, she suddenly saw a golden light whizzing over from a distance. She was dressed in a black robe and stood in the courtyard with her hands behind her back. It turned out to be the World Honored One.
Hua Qiangu was so frightened that he fell from the tree.
"Disciple pays homage to the World Honored One." Ouch, my butt hurts.
Mo Yan glanced at her coldly: "As the head disciple, he is slow and undisciplined, and has no appearance! Where's your master?"
"Master... Master... maybe in the Jiange, maybe in the Xuanji Tower, maybe in the study, maybe in..."
Mo Yan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked straight into the hall: "How did you become an apprentice?!"
Hua Qiangu hurriedly lowered her head and followed behind him, not daring to say anything.
Bai Zihua knew that Mo Yan had come, he never went to the Palace of Unrequited Love easily, this time it must be something important.
He took the neatly folded robe at the side, and shook it open. It was astonishingly white, flat and unfurled. Is this what the little guy washed? Wearing it on the body, it has a very light peach blossom fragrance, as well as the refreshing taste of water and sunshine, and I can't help but smile.
Pushing the door open, he saw Mo Yan coming towards him. Frowning tightly, he said in a low voice: "The demon refining pot of Taibai Mountain has been taken away."
Bai Zi showed no expression on the screen, and sighed softly in his heart, this day will come sooner or later.
Hua Qiangu rolled on the bed boredly, now that her true energy was gradually recovering, she could barely sleep on the Xuanbing bed. It has been a long time since Mr. Master went out to do errands, she calculated, it must be three days, woo woo woo, no one will accompany her to eat. Stinky Tangbao doesn't spend much time with her, and has recently been running more and more diligently towards Luoshiyi. Oh, I really forget my mother...
But no matter how handsome he is, he is still popular among thousands of girls, not a young worm!
Tang Bao's aesthetics should be that a caterpillar looks much better than him, right
It's so boring, the master is not in the hall, I always feel uneasy. I don't want to read anymore, why don't I go to the kitchen to study a few new dishes, and wait for the master to cook for him when he comes back? Well, just do it.
As soon as she opened the door, she was shocked when she saw a person standing at the door. No wonder the World Honored One said she was slow, and she didn't even notice that someone went to the Hall of Unrequited Love, not to mention, even stood at her door.
I have met this person before. It seems that his name is Changsheng. He seems to be in charge of chores in the back hall of Changliu. He entered Changliu a few years earlier than himself, but he is two generations lower. But ordinary disciples are not allowed to go to the third hall, why did he come here. You have to go back quickly while the master is away and no one will find out, otherwise you will be punished severely.
However, Chang Sheng's mouth was raised, and his smile was strange, stiff and unfathomable.
"Little one, here I come!"
(Quanben Novel Network)