"I'm not lying to you. Although this world is a bit rough, if Old Man Wang's craftsmanship is second in West Market, no one would dare to claim first."
Wei Qing said, pulling up a bench very naturally.
I didn't mind the greasy top, so I sat down.
Then he waved to Old Man Wang, who was already pale with fright.
"Old man, why are you confused about your writing?"
"Ah... hey! hey! Come here, come here!"
Old Man Wang is like waking up from a dream.
If it had been anyone else, such a huge battle would probably have caused them to faint.
But who is Elder Wang Zhang?
On weekdays, after closing the stall, my biggest hobby is to go into the teahouse, order a pot of tea, and listen to the storyteller tell a story.
Whether it is the unofficial history of the previous dynasty or the interesting anecdotes of today, as long as it reaches his ears, it can be spread throughout the whole West Market with added details in less than half a day.
Especially about the deeds of His Highness Grand Princess.
Elder Wang is a treasure trove of treasures, and his telling is even more exciting than a storyteller.
Although I was scared to death at this moment, I also felt a bit of inexplicable pride in my heart.
This is His Highness Grand Princess!
Now he is actually sitting in his own shabby stall, wanting to eat the cakes he made?
This matter is enough for his old Wang family to brag about for eight lifetimes!
Old Man Wang took a deep breath and suppressed his heart pounding.
The movements under his hands were actually a bit more agile than before.
Cut the meat, sandwich the cakes, and serve the soup.
Done in one go.
Jiang Yuechu looked calm and sat down along the bench opened by Wei Qing.
The spread of Xuanyi is incompatible with this street stall full of fireworks.
Yet there is a strange harmony.
The diners around him finally came to their senses at this time.
Everyone wanted to bury their heads in their crotches.
I didn't even dare to take a breath.
Niu Ben was not polite and sat down opposite Jiang Yuechu.
The bench, which was originally quite spacious, groaned as it was pressed by his body.
"This smells quite fragrant..."
Niu Ben sniffed, staring at the meatloaf on the next table with his big eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
Although he claims to be a Great Demon, due to his eldest sister's instructions, he has rarely been to the realm of the human race...
At this moment.
This is the first time that I sit in the realm of the human race and eat human food.
It suddenly felt fresh.
"Idiot with no rules!"
Old Red Flood Dragon squeezed over with a look of disgust.
First, he glared at Niu Ben fiercely, then turned around and faced Jiang Yuechu with a different face.
"Your Highness, this place is dirty, please wait a moment."
Said.
This old guy actually waved his sleeves.
The square table in front of Jiang Yuechu was blown clean, not even a drop of oil was left.
Done all this.
He took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from somewhere and carefully wiped the corner of the table again.
Then he respectfully stepped aside, bending down like an old eunuch in the palace.
Niu Ben glared at Old Flood Dragon.
Everyone is Demon, how come you are so skilled?!
You deserve to be at this age, still hanging around at the Mountain-Viewing Realm...
Wei Qing held her cheeks and looked at the scene in front of her, her smile getting thicker.
Her eyes moved and fell on the profile of the girl beside her.
The girl lowered her eyes and waited quietly for food.
The morning light shines through the branches and leaves, casting little shadows.
Who would have thought.
Even though they looked like harmless humans and animals, just yesterday, they covered the sky with one hand and killed so many Immortal God people all over the city that they bowed their heads.
In a trance.
My thoughts drifted to the Longyou realm.
From a small Demon Suppression Guard to today's Great Tang Grand Princess.
From Longyou Circuit's mountain of corpses Blood Sea, to this Chang'an City's turbulent meeting.
There are more than thousands of mountains and rivers in between.
In just one year.
The little girl who was not good at words in the past... has now become the real backbone of this Great Tang.
"What are you thinking about?"
A cold voice interrupted her thoughts.
Wei Qing came to his senses.
I saw Jiang Yuechu looking sideways at her, with a bit of questioning in his eyes.
"Nothing."
Wei Qing shook his head and put away all the complicated emotions in his eyes.
She reached out and took the Gold and Silver Sandwich that Old Man Wang handed over cautiously, and placed it in front of Jiang Yuechu.
"I'm just thinking about what my brother would think if he saw you now..."
Mentioned Wei He.
Jiang Yuechu The indifference in his eyes melted away a bit.
She picked up the steaming meat pie and didn't rush to eat it.
Instead, he looked at Wei Qing and said softly, "How about General Wei at Longyou now?"
It's shameful to say.
I am Longyou Demon Suppression Bureau Commander.
It's been a long time since I visited Longyou.
"Very good."
Wei Qing smiled and said, "I sent you a letter a few days ago. Since your battle, Longyou Circuit has become a lot better. My brother has been doing nothing all day long. He has already planned to come back to Chang'an in a while."
"That's good."
Jiang Yuechu nodded.
Open your mouth and bite down.
The crispy pie crust mixed with the soft mutton melts on the tip of the tongue.
It tastes really good.
Compared with the exquisite royal dishes in the palace, this meal full of fireworks is more to her liking.
"How?"
Wei Qing looked at her expectantly.
"Alright."
Jiang Yuechu Succinct and comprehensive.
However, his movements were not slow and he ate the meatloaf cleanly in a few mouthfuls.
Niu Ben on the side couldn't wait for a long time.
Seeing the evil star moving his mouth, he dared to reach out and grab the pile of meat patties in front of him. He stuffed them into his mouth regardless of whether they were hot or not.
"Master, have you finished eating yet?"
Old Red Flood Dragon frowned as he watched, and couldn't help but slap him on the head.
"Moo!"
Niu Ben almost choked after being photographed.
I felt extremely helpless.
A thing that relies on human strength... a little Mountain-Viewing Realm, you still dare to attack him?
But he glanced at the girl subconsciously.
I had no choice but to give up in frustration.
Jiang Yuechu was too lazy to pay attention to the actions of the two.
He picked up the large porcelain bowl in front of him and took a sip of the steaming mutton soup.
Warmth flows down the throat and into the stomach.
The killing and exhaustion of the past few days have been slightly diluted.
It was only in front of Wei Qing that she could shed some of her smugness and keep strangers away from her.
Make it Longyou Demon Suppression Guard Jiang Yuechu... instead of Great Tang Grand Princess Li Guyue.
I once thought that as long as I climbed high enough, stood far enough, and had enough strength to protect myself, I would be able to live more comfortably.
Now she did it.
It even did better than originally expected.
True Person in the Tower-Ascending Realm realm is just easy to pinch in her hands.
As long as she wants.
You can just pat your butt and leave, go to a wider world, and find the so-called eternal life and freedom.
Why bother guarding this mess like Great Tang?
Why bother to go head-to-head with the gods and Buddhas all over the sky?
Jiang Yuechu put down the bowl and stared at the remaining garlic leaves at the bottom of the bowl.
Yes.
Picture what?
Wei Qing's chuckle came to my ears, as if he was joking with Old Man Wang.
There were also the low scolding sounds of Old Red Flood Dragon, mixed with the silly chewing sounds of stupid cows.
Further away, there are people in the market shouting and hawking, and children playing and fighting.
These sounds were mixed together, noisy and messy.
In this life, one has to be for something.
Maybe it's a mouthful of hot soup, maybe it's a promise.
Or maybe.
Just for the sake of being able to smile so vividly with a familiar face.