"what"
"No"
"Gouzi, you have changed."
Murong Xue looked shocked, as if what she saw was not the real Li Mingda.
Li Mingda reached out and pinched Murong Xue's little fat face, and started to knead it from side to side: "Xiao Bai, you are naughty again, why are you running out in the middle of the night to steal my big waist?"
"What do you mean by stealing food? I just came over and got it openly, okay?"
(ˉ▽￣~)Cut~~
"Besides, you're going to get burnt. I won't waste it if I don't eat it."
"What you said seems to make sense. Just eat it and I'll grill a few more skewers."
(￣～￣)Chew!
"Speaking of which, Gouzi, what did you do just now? Did you spy on that eldest sister? There are so many people at home, and you are still satisfied. It's because I, Murong Xue, am not enough..."
Murong Xue's mouth was stuffed with a piece of meat by Li Mingda: "What do you mean, peeping sister? I am that kind of person. We just went out to eliminate evil creatures."
What?
"What evil creature"
"A sea demon who doesn't seem to be very powerful."
Murong Xue's eyes wandered twice, and the expression on her face gradually became solemn: "Gouzi, does the Ocean Demon God say that the ocean is their territory?"
"Yes"
"Then our ocean plan and great expedition may be greatly affected."
Li Mingda patted Murong Xue's head and comforted her: "Dear Xiaobai, don't worry about this. Just wait for the little firebird to come and let it find us a dragon or a water spirit."
Little Fire Bird Murong Xue knew that the so-called fire in the five elements energy of this world was the spirit of fire derived from it. The being known as Suzaku might be able to become Phoenix.
five elements mythical beast
Suzaku Xuanwu Blue Dragon White Tiger Yellow Dragon
Suzaku belongs to the spirit of fire
Xuanwu belongs to the spirit of water
Huanglong belongs to the spirit of earth
The white tiger belongs to the spirit of gold
Qinglong belongs to wood
Chewing a bunch of mutton skewers in his mouth, Murong Xue put aside her worries and lay down lazily on Li Mingda's lounge chair like a salty fox.
"ε=(??ο｀*)))Oh, that's not right, Gouzi, Qinglong is a wood attribute, why don't you find a Xuanwu?"
Hearing Murong Xue's doubts, Li Mingda raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What is the relationship between water and wood? Think about it. Besides, there are many categories of dragons in mythology. There are dragon kings in rivers, lakes and seas, and there are celestial dragons in the sky. .As for Xuanwu?”
"Little Firebird belongs to fire, Xuanwu belongs to water. As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, and their relationship may not be very good." "What if they meet and start a fight, should we help or not?"
"If the two of them fight at the end of the bed, it won't be appropriate for us to do anything, right?"
Li Mingda's hands did not stop as he muttered some speculations. Based on my many years of experience in grilling skewers, a handful of skewers rolled back and forth in my hand, like a blooming and swaying flower.
"Master Li, your skewer skills are getting better and better. You can definitely make a lot of money by setting up a stall, buy a house, a car or an RV."
Murong Xue threw aside the bamboo stick that had eaten all the meat in her hand. She was lying on the ground in white pajamas, like a Samoyed waiting to eat.
This Satsuma is so white, so beautiful, and can breed the next generation perfectly.
In about fifteen minutes, thanks to Li Mingda's superb work, a pair of mutton skewers was successfully cooked.
A pair of small hands as white and tender as snow stretched out in front of Li Mingda, spread them out and waved: "Give me some, give me some"
He took out half of the skewers in his hand and stuffed it into Murong Xue's hand. Murong Xue withdrew his hand at lightning speed, as if she was afraid that Li Mingda would regret it.
"So my craftsmanship is pretty good, right?"
(￣▽￣)／
Murong Xue gave a thumbs up while eating: "Buy a house and a car properly."
Listening to Murong Xue's approval, Li Mingda nodded with satisfaction, and then began to dig into the skewers in his hand. Since he had been out working for a long time, Li Mingda felt that he could eat half a sheep or something.
The skewers in Li Mingda's hand were all large pieces of meat, and they would cost five yuan a skewer outside. In Li Mingda's hands, they were wiped out after just a few rounds.
Li Mingda ate quickly, and Murong Xue didn't slow down much. After they finished eating, they looked at the empty bamboo sticks.
Eye to eye
"dog"
"I know"
"Stop it"
"it is midnight"
"Stop it"
"All right"
"snort"
"You'll wake everyone up later."
"ha"
As an old married couple, everyone understands the meaning of these simple words.
It's just like
Come and give me a bath
What kind of bath should I take in the middle of the night?
give me a bath
Just take a bath
Yes, just take a shower
how to wash
Wash normally
...
His thoughts wandered, and when he came back to his senses, Li Mingda called the maids on duty and ordered them to bring over the prepared hot pot ingredients.
On the second floor of Li Mingda's royal study, a lot of ingredients are stored, all prepared for when he is hungry in the middle of the night and what he wants to eat every day.
You asked the imperial kitchen to deliver food in the middle of the night. Although everyone has different identities, they are still human beings. There are some things that night owls like me can handle in the middle of the night, so that the royal chefs, assistant cooks, and guards can have a good night's rest.
Li Mingda's idea made the imperial chefs feel touched and a little disappointed at the same time. As an imperial chef, it is a supreme honor to be able to cook a late-night snack for His Majesty the Great Mingzun Holy Emperor in the middle of the night.
It's a pity that Li Mingda sympathized with their hard work and refused to give them this opportunity at all.
It was even said that sometimes, during formal lunch, Li Mingda and the others would just set up the hot pot and grill in the imperial study room and do it themselves.
The imperial chefs were even more helpless. They even wrote a memorial to protest. In the end, Yu Xiaoqian, the general manager of the palace, went there in person and tried to calm them down.
Eating hot pot at midnight
Even on the second floor of the Imperial Study Room, which occupies a large area, the scent of this mixture of ingredients invades every corner.
Lin Dong, who was sleeping under the covers, smelled that special smell and couldn't help but smack his lips.
Feeling a little sleepy, she turned over
He buried his head in the arms of Zhao Xiaomeng
I felt a little uncomfortable, and I arched my head deliberately.
Zhao Xiaomeng was alarmed by Lin Dong's series of actions. She slowly opened her eyes and smelled a special fragrance with her nose.
"smell good"
"Is it noon?"
"I turned my head and glanced at the window. The winter night was deserted. Under the invasion of the north, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the moon and stars were shining brightly."
(⊙o⊙)…
hot pot
Damn it, Your Majesty is eating hot pot in the middle of the night again
sleepy
('-ω????) So sleepy
Still a little hungry
Reaching out to hug the sleeping Lin Dong in her arms, Zhao Xiaomeng planned to continue sleeping as if she hadn't smelled the alluring fragrance.
Two major human needs
eat and sleep
In order to avoid the smell of hot pot, Zhao Xiaomeng and Lin Dong slowly retracted their heads into the quilt.
However, in the end, their urgent need to eat temporarily defeated sleep, so when they came to the dining table, they looked at the full table in front of the dining table with helpless expressions on their faces...
To be continued
