"Your Majesty, it's time to return to the palace."
"You said...is what this bastard just said true?"
"Ah?" Chang Lin pretended not to understand.
Emperor Wu gave him a kick and said, "Are you pretending to be stupid in front of me?"
Chang Lin took a kick and said with a smile: "The prince thought he had provoked you, but he didn't know that you had already had this intention... It's just... you sent him there in such a smooth way, in case he was really offended. those people……"
Emperor Wu's face darkened slightly, and to be honest, he also regretted it a little.
Why couldn't he see Li Zhao's little thoughts?
It's a pity that no more useful information was extracted from this bastard's mouth.
But he was very curious, what confidence did Li Zhao have to dare to say that all the people in the world would have wealth and prosperity?
Is this something a human can do?
What has the little bastard been through these years?
How many secrets does he hide?
Although he was almost able to arouse Li Zhao's fighting spirit for a moment just now, this guy's fighting spirit only lasted for two or three seconds.
I can feel my laziness even with my eyes closed.
As a prince, there is no one else who can do this to wait for death.
Before this, he actually suspected that Li Zhao had other ideas and purposes, but with the contact, he found that Li Zhao was really a person who enjoyed himself very much.
What kind of technician are you still playing at home?
Pooh!
Unprogressive bitch!
Emperor Wu thought to himself and said: "Also arrange a technician for me today..."
"Ah?" Chang Lin was stunned. He thought his ears heard it wrong.
…
Li Zhao returned home humming a little tune and went into seclusion to copy books.
Strangely enough, after traveling through time, he discovered that all the books he had read in his previous life could be played back in the Memory Palace.
It's a pity that I was reborn in this era. If I were reborn in the city, I would be a top student.
Li Zhao copied part of Dream of Red Mansions, but his arms were so sore that he gave up decisively and called technician No. 3 Xiao Hong to come over and help him copy.
Xiaohong became fascinated as she copied it, looking at Li Zhao with starry eyes.
Does your prince still have such talent?
Every time she writes, she can't help but start thinking about the scenes in the book.
Is Sister Lin really such a lovely person?
Li Zhao copied books at home for a few days and finally decided to go out for some activities. By the way, he wanted to see if the pastry girl was still there?
If she is here, I will give this book to her. If she is not here, I can only say that it is fate.
It was almost dusk when we went out.
The afterglow of the setting sun spreads over the earth, and the sky is all orange.
Kyoto is still lively, with a constant flow of people.
Just when Li Zhao passed by a store, he stopped and said, "What a coincidence."
Isn't this the pastry girl he saw a few days ago?
When Li Zhao said hello, the girl was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't recognize him.
"Have you forgotten me?" Li Zhao explained: "We were making cakes together that day."
"Oh? It's you!"
"Why did you come out to eat?" Li Zhao asked.
"It's boring at home, but the food outside is delicious and lively."
Li Zhao couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt like she didn't look like that girl.
But the face is exactly the same.
Li Zhao was too lazy to think about it, so he decisively picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food under the surprised gaze of the pastry girl, without any restraint.
"Eat!" Li Zhao greeted: "Boss, please have some crayfish."
The pastry girl's eyes lit up slightly as she watched Li Zhao put down his chopsticks boldly and began to peel off the lobster shells with his hands.
"You also like to eat with your hands?"
"That's right." Li Zhao said as he should, "This is the correct way to open delicious food."
"What's the correct way to open delicious food?" The pastry girl couldn't help but murmured. The next moment, she lifted her slender legs and placed them on the stool.
The whole person exuded an indescribable boldness and manly spirit, which made Li Zhao stunned.
This pastry girl is very good-looking, the type that passers-by would take a look at.
Li Zhao had always thought that she was a representative of the gentle school, but he never expected that she was a bold one.
"Oh, by the way, I also made other pastries, you can try them." Li Zhaodao.
"I don't like sweets!"
Li Zhao was confused again and looked at the girl in front of him in confusion: "Didn't you say last time that your favorite thing was..."
"Ah... oh oh oh, I mean, I don't like to eat sweet pastries when eating these dinners." The pastry girl explained with a roll of her eyes.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah!" The pastry girl looked away guiltily.
"Then eat crayfish."
"Hehe... I like to eat this. Do you know who invented this?" the pastry girl asked, with some pride in her eyes.
Li Zhao asked calmly: "Who is it?"
"King You!"
"King You?"
"Yes." The pastry girl said: "Although King You likes to visit brothels, listen to music, and stays away from home all day long. He looks like a woman and is a playboy, but... he I still have a knack for making delicious food.”
"..."
"Why don't you look good?"
"No." Li Zhao was expressionless.
The noodle girl commented: "Although I don't like King You, but... I have to admit that this person is quite capable."
Thank you!
Li Zhao complained silently in his heart.
"Let's just talk about this crayfish. I heard that it was a gift from him to His Majesty. As a native of the Wu Kingdom, you must also know that this crayfish was not called crayfish before, right?"
"Um?"
"Many chefs have tried it before, but they made it very unpalatable. I didn't expect that as soon as he took action, it would become a hot food." The pastry girl was a little excited and said with admiration: "Look over there, that Bian...I heard that the crayfish has been out for only three or four days, but it has already become popular throughout the capital!"
She gestured with her slender white fingers.
"You don't hate him?" Li Zhao asked tentatively.
"Why should I hate him?" The pastry girl looked at Li Zhao curiously, her eyes as bright as black gems.
"How the outside world evaluates him is other people's business. I don't have much contact with him, so why should I hate him?"
Li Zhao was stunned.
This pastry girl has such a personality.
"Besides... if a person is really such a waste and hangs around brothels all year round, do you think he can make such a vile thing into a popular delicacy?" the pastry girl asked.
"My country, Wu State, places great emphasis on food. Anyone who learns how to make food knows that it takes a lot of time and also requires talent."
"Just talking about crayfish, this is a new initiative, right? How can such talents be trash?"
Li Zhao felt very comfortable.
Is this what it feels like to be praised in person?
"I heard that there is another dish that is also very good, called bullfrog!" The pastry girl said with hope in her eyes: "Isn't such a strange man very powerful?"
"Yes, very impressive!" Li Zhao was in awe, admiring himself.
"Hehe... you are not like those pedantic scholars who only know things, and you are not hypocritical. I admire you very much." The pastry girl commented: "Do you want to drink?"
