Article 132

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Chu WanNing was alert: "..."

"I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere."

Chu Wanning secretly said that it is not good, if his identity is found out, what face will he have in the future? Thinking about it, he subconsciously took a step back, turned around and wanted to escape.

"Don't go!" Mo Ran grabbed him with a smirk, stretched out his finger, swipe on Chu Wanning's nose, and said slowly, "Come on, little brother, tell brother what's your name?"

The bridge of the nose touched by him was straight and greasy, Chu Wanning was embarrassed and guilty, and stepped back.

Mo Ran thought he was afraid, laughed loudly, and said: "What are you hiding, good boy, tell brother, is your surname Xue?"

Xue Meng: "???"

Mo Ran pointed at Xue Meng, and asked Chu Wanning with a smile: "Is this person your father? You have to tell the truth, so my brother will love you and buy you candy."

"You're sick, Mo Weiyu!!" Xue Meng burst into flames, his face flushed red, and he yelled, "You, you, what are you thinking? You, you are nasty! You, you Dirty! You, you, you are shameless!"

Chu Wanning was also speechless for a while, but his heart was a little more relaxed: "...my surname is Xia, and I am a disciple of Elder Xuanji, Xia Sini."

"Scared you to death?" Mo Ran smiled and bent his eyes, he was not stupid, and he heard the meaning of the name, "Haha, it's interesting."

"..."

"You are sick!" Xue Meng fiercely pushed Mo Ran away, and said angrily, "He is my new friend, and has nothing to do with you. We are going to eat supper, and you let me go."

"Oh." Mo Ran stepped aside. But soon, he put his hands behind his head again, and walked beside them with a smile on his face.

Xue Meng growled at him: "What are you doing?"

"I'm also going down the mountain to eat late at night." Mo Ran innocently said, "No?"

Xue Meng: "..."

impermanent town.

Since the founding of the sect at the Peak of Death and Life, this town that was originally haunted by ghosts and ghosts has gradually regained its peace in the past, and now it is even somewhat lively.

At this time the night market was open, Xue Meng and his party walked among the stalls, found a shop selling antique soup, and sat at the open-air low wooden table.

"Antique Soup" uses a copper kettle as a cooking utensil and stands on a burning charcoal basin. When eating, the fire is not turned off, and the broth in the kettle is boiled. The broth is often heavy and spicy. The table is full of fresh ingredients, and whatever you want to eat is thrown into it. Because the food will make a "gudong" sound when it is dropped into boiling water, it is named antique soup.

This is a famous dish in Sichuan and Sichuan, but Chu Wanning has always only eaten clear soup pots without spicy peppers. He doesn't eat spicy ones, and he chokes when he eats them.

Xue Meng was born in Shu, and Mo Ran grew up in Xiangtan. Both of them are accustomed to spicy food, so they naturally think that "Xia Sini" must be able to eat spicy food.

When sitting down to order, Xue Meng ordered several dishes familiarly, and then said: "There must be more pepper in the soup, and there must be enough red oil."

Chu Wanning suddenly pulled his sleeve, and said quietly: "I want a mandarin duck pot."

"What?" Xue Meng thought he had heard it wrong.

Chu Wanning darkened his face: "I want a mandarin duck pot, half of which is spicy, and half of which is not spicy."

Xue Meng: "...Aren't you from Shu?"

"Um."

"Ah." Xue Meng nodded, showing a clear expression, but also a little surprised, looked at Chu Wanning's eyes, and said, "Then you are far away from home at such a young age, it is really... well, forget it Forget it." He sighed, turned his head to Xiaoer and said, "Okay, the mandarin duck pot is the mandarin duck pot."

Chu Wanning didn't know why she heard a trace of unwillingness from Xue Meng's tone.

Then he found out that this was not his hallucination, Xue Meng was really unwilling, and while waiting for the food, he was nagging: "Junior brother, since you have come to Sichuan, you must learn to eat spicy food. If you don't eat spicy food, you can't mix with others Get hot, do you know? You can speak Sichuan dialect, and you can eat chili. By the way, where are you from?"

Chu Wanning said: "Lin'an."

"Oh." Xue Meng thought for a while, and felt that he was not familiar with the Jiangnan water town, so he bit his chopsticks and asked squintingly, "Then do you eat rabbit heads in your hometown?"

Before Chu Wanning could answer, Mo Ran smiled and said beside him: "Of course I don't eat it."

Xue Meng glanced at him, and Chu Wanning also glanced at him.

Mo Ran stood on a long bench with his elbows on his knees, turning the chopsticks in his hands fluently, and tilted his head and smiled when he saw this: "What's the matter? Look at me like this, don't eat it."

Xue Meng turned his head and asked Chu Wanning: "Do you really not eat?"

"Um."

Xue Meng stared at Mo Ran again: "How do you know? Have you been to Lin'an?"

"I haven't been there." Mo Ran made a grimace, "But brother Xia and our master are from the same town, don't you know that the master doesn't eat rabbit heads? When he takes cold dishes in Meng Potang, he doesn't mix them with shallots. Tofu is sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, if you don’t believe me, please pay attention next time.”

Chu Wanning: "..."

"Ah, I didn't pay attention. Since I saw Master's breakfast last time, I didn't dare to glance at his plate. It's really scary." Xue Meng touched his chin, slowly showing a disgusted expression, "Master's taste is really indescribable. Did you know? He actually eats salted bean curd."

Chu Wanning: "..."

Said that Xue Meng actually turned his head, looked at him, and said earnestly: "Little brother, you must not learn from Elder Yuheng, no one will want to eat with you in the future. Remember,

Both rabbit head and chili should be eaten. Do not pour sauce into the bean curd in the morning. "

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