Gu Beiyan looked at him blankly: "Are you sure... it smells like this?"
Jiang Fan nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. Apart from a little pain, there's basically nothing wrong with him. This Shi Gan is amazing."
Gu Beiyan frowned: "Can this thing be called fine wine? Is your sense of taste ruined?"
Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "I'll tell you a secret. This thing tastes special. Don't sip it in small sips. What you want is a big cup of dry wine, which is refreshing and refreshing. Then you can have a small barbecue with a big gold chain. Can not."
Gu Beiyan was confused. Jiang Fansheng pulled him hard and resisted, but he drank a lot of it. He was stunned and smacked his lips. He suddenly felt that it was a little interesting, at least... it was very transparent and quenched his thirst. But it doesn't matter...it still smells like swill.
"Haha, good stuff, how much was brewed?" Jiang Fan was very happy.
"It's not much. Shi Gan thought it was a failure, so he stopped doing it. There were only ten barrels. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have been thrown away."
"Oh, ten barrels is not much. Fortunately, you opened the gate so we can enjoy it secretly."
Dayanzi frowned: "No need to hide, no one will rob you, why would someone like to drink swill..."
"Besides, you don't understand, people's taste buds are very strange, and sometimes they like to eat stinky food. Have you ever eaten stinky tofu? It smells so strong against the wind, and it fills your mouth with a strong aroma."
Gu Beiyan couldn't understand it, and Mr. Jiang didn't force anything, just not much.
Gu Beiyan felt quite happy when he saw this guy drinking a large glass of wine and eating meat. However, he still felt that the roasted knives and baked pancakes were the most enjoyable and appropriate.
Nowadays, Gu Beiyan's appetite is far less than that of Mr. Jiang. If you look at it proportionally, it's exactly what it meant when it was reversed.
However, Gu Beiyan's appetite is still top-notch among women. As her cultivation has increased, her appetite has also increased significantly. The original two pounds of meat, four cakes, two dishes and a bowl of soup can no longer satisfy her, and it has roughly doubled. .
It's better this way. That's how eating is. It tastes better when compared to others.
The barbeque was served with beer, and Mr. Jiang was in high spirits. After eating it for a while, he started blowing the cowhide in high spirits. In his words, barbecue goes well with beer without bragging.
Gu Beiyan couldn't understand why it was inappropriate, but it was quite interesting. This guy talked so much about sweat and blood and described the interesting things he had experienced outside in various ways, which sounded very interesting.
But neither of them talked about anything serious. Yes, it would be boring for anyone to talk about serious things at this time.
It's just that Young Master Jiang feels that Gu Beiyan shouldn't wear formal clothes. He doesn't know if she's used to it or if she really likes it. Anyway, she hasn't changed it out since she tried it once. Although there are many styles, they are all formal.
Tonight, she is wearing a sapphire blue tight-fitting dress produced by Huashang, with a 15-centimeter drop that only mortals can see. On her wrist is the blood jade bracelet that Jiang Fan gave her, making her look like a gold-collared woman on her way to get off work. The sense of déjà vu when going to grill skewers.
In a daze, Jiang Fan seemed to see the scenery of another time and space...
Gu Beiyan saw that he suddenly seemed to be still. He looked at his calf and his face turned red. When he took a closer look, he found that this guy seemed to be distracted.
She raised her eyebrows and waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"What are you doing in a daze?"
Jiang Fan came back to his senses and noticed that there was something wrong with where he was staring. He smiled dumbly: "No, I just think you look too tall wearing these shoes, taller than me."
"I'm taller than you." Gu Beiyan didn't think there was anything wrong at all.
Jiang Fan's glass shattered to pieces in his heart.
Today's Jiang Fan is not short, nearly 20 years old, with a height of 1.78 meters. He was originally about the same height as Dayan. Unfortunately, Dayan became two inches taller than himself as soon as he stepped on Hentian low, which was a bit depressing.
Forget it, after all, the long legs are eye-catching.
Mr. Jiang decided not to discuss with her how men from other worlds work their minds.
"You've eaten all this stuff until you're tall."
Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "Height and long arms will give him more advantages in fighting."
Jiang Fan smiled: "Do you think you still have a chance to fight?"
Gu Beiyan was stunned for a moment, chewing pieces of cooking cake, and then said after a while: "I have never given up on cultivation until the world is at peace."
Jiang Fan knew that not only did she not give up, but because she had enough time, she practiced more diligently. Now, with the support of the huge resources of the mortal world, Gu Beiyan had already glimpsed the edge of the holy realm.
Unfortunately, she is not as qualified as Yun Fuyao or Meng Yi, so she cannot suppress them for long. Of course, this was a matter of comparison. Dayan was just not as good as Yun Fuyao and the others. Compared to normal warriors, he was still a bird's eye view.
"...Did you suppress your true nature?" Jiang Fan said a little thoughtfully.
Gu Beiyan was a little confused.
"I mean, you are a talented warrior who works as a housekeeper in a mortal home, but you are overqualified for your talents..."
Gu Beiyan shook his head: "What you can do is more than ten thousand Gu Beiyan. I will be a good housekeeper for you, which will be more useful than going out to do things by yourself."
Jiang Fan smiled: "But it also 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: "Are you okay?"
Gu Beiya was fascinated by the crispy pancake slices on the charcoal fire.
"When I was young... the training was very hard, I was unqualified, and I couldn't even eat cakes... In the mortal world, in your words... I achieved the freedom of cakes?"
Jiang Fan was stunned and couldn't help but laugh: "With this way of speaking, I think you are quite suitable for a mortal."
Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "If there was no need to fight, I don't think I would be able to practice. I have a house, not big, just a small one. It is best to be at the entrance of Qingyi Lane, facing the street. I can set up a small stall at night and sell How happy it is to have barbecue..."
"Is this your dream?" Jiang Fan was surprised.
"Well...it wasn't at first..."
"Then what was it in the beginning?"
"Selling cooking cakes..."
"Well……"
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After a night of fun, Mr. Jiang, who couldn't put down the burning knife, found that he had been drunk with beer.
As for Gu Beiyan, who was holding the wine gourd, his head was still on his belly as he was three years ago, sleeping soundly.
Looking at this heroic, powerful butler who was born as a dead soldier, Mr. Jiang was a little lost. He never expected that Gu Beiyan's dream in life was just to be a cake-making beauty...
Remembering what she said last night, she wished the world was peaceful, her parents were still alive, and she didn't have to practice martial arts when she was a child, so she could go dancing...
The war really changed the lives of so many people.
This world really needs people to change it. Can we just rely on Xiao Cui? Isn’t the escape deep in my heart a bit shameful...
He gently helped Gu Beiyan onto the couch, opened the window, and felt a blast of cool air.
Ah! Snowing.
The mortal residence was covered in snow overnight. Because of the cold weather, many people did not get up. The entire compound was fresh and quiet.
