Chapter 47

After the party entered the hall, the Confucian scholar said with a friendly smile: "it turns out that a friend has come first. Excuse me."

While walking to the other side of the hall, he unloaded the basket behind his back and called out, "cook, light a fire for us, hurry up."

"OK!" The man who ran in first answered, began to unload the mess and went to look for firewood with a butcher's knife.

The soft sedan chair covered with gauze was also carried to the dark place over there. It was said to be a soft sedan chair. In fact, it was a light Xiangfei bed. By the light of the fire, the three people could see that there was a woman lying on her side. She looked leisurely and leisurely. It was not clear how she looked.

Miao Yi and the three of them look at each other. Unexpectedly, they will meet such a group of strange people in the ruined temple of the barren mountains and mountains. They look like businessmen who open a shop.

The cook soon dragged in two branches of Sophora japonica, and after chopping over there, he quickly made a fire.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar again exclaimed, "cook, cook quickly."

He pulled out some firewood from the fire, raised another pile on the edge, untied his long clothes, twisted the water and sat on the edge to bake. Two libas, who were carrying sedan chairs, surrounded the past and did the same.

The cook quickly arranged the pots and pans, even the dishes, and took out the vegetables from the big bag he was carrying. There were both vegetables and meat. He banged up the dishes in the hall. Miao Yi was stunned.

Then he saw that the cook took off his belt, bolted a bucket, ran outside in the rain, and drew a bucket of water from the ancient well in the temple.

A Liba came to help. He took some water from the basin and poured rice down to wash it. Then he took some fresh bamboo tubes out of the cook's bag. He opened the bamboo tubes, filled them with rice and water, and then took them to the fire and roasted them.

Miao Yi and the three of them have some toothache. They don't know what else is contained in the bulging bag of the cook. How can they feel that they can hold more than the storage ring.

After washing the iron pan, the cook put it on the fire. The sesame oil creaked in the pan, poured the dishes in, swung the spoon to stir fry, and soon the smell of fried dishes floated in the hall.

Don't mention, by these people to do so, the temple's gloomy atmosphere of terror immediately dispelled a lot.

After a while, the four dishes and one soup of two meat and two vegetables were ready. Miao Yi and the three of them could see clearly that it was two meat, two vegetables, four dishes and one soup.

It seems very simple, but in such a place, such an environment, can only be described as happiness.

It's still raining cats and dogs outside. The cook in the hall is a bucket. The dishes are put on the top. Four dishes and one soup are placed on the top. A simple small table is formed.

The Confucian scholar went to Xiangfei's bed and said with a smile, "Madame, get up to eat."

The lazy voice of "whining" came from the light gauze tent, and the people lying inside were stretching and slowly getting up.

The scholar reached out to untie the cloth button on the gauze curtain and separated the curtain. A pair of yellow embroidered shoes were stretched out with simple cloud patterns embroidered on them. Then a pair of bare legs fell to the ground. A beautiful and charming woman came out of the gauze curtain, making the whole gloomy hall look like Buddha.

Black cloud temples loose in the back of the head, hanging a wisp of green silk in the shoulder, without any decoration, face like hibiscus, eyebrows such as willows.

The upper body only has a close fitting vest. It is red and transparent. The high-rise chest wrapping is looming inside. The soft and exposed shoulder is covered with light blue gauze.

The waistcoat is very short, and the willow waist below the ribs is not covered. People can't help but think about it. A little hollow navel in the smooth abdomen is looming in the blue gauze clothes, which makes people's eyes hard to extricate themselves.

A green pleated gauze skirt is wrapped around her hips. The edges of the skirt are uneven, and small gold beads are falling. They flicker in the light of the fire. A little weight pulls the hem of the skirt, which makes her look more and more cocky when she walks. The outline of her thigh is also reflected in her walking.

The green pleated gauze skirt is as low as the smooth and smooth calf belly. The skirt seems to be translucent, but you can't see the scenery inside in the light of the fire. It's a pity to increase reverie in the hazy.

The body is extremely proud of its convex and backward shape. It has a snake shaped curve. There is no fat in the thin place. The plump place makes people's heart beat more than once. The skin is smooth and delicate, but it is the kind of wheat color. The bold and exposed clothes have strong and distinct colors. The charm is full of unrestrained and wild, and there is a strong foreign flavor.

Although in Miao Yi's mind, the woman in red standing on the wall of the ancient city is the most beautiful one. Compared with the woman with all kinds of amorous feelings in front of her, it is a little cold.

Women, the animal, have three looks and seven temperament. The difference of beauty lies in the difference of temperament.

Miao Yi and the three of them are stunned. They think this woman is too attractive.

The two libas took out the bamboo tube from the fire and split it, revealing the fragrant rice, and then quickly took it out of the bowl.

But the Confucian scholar put his basket on his back in front of the simple table with a piece of cloth on it, pointed to the woman and said with a smile: "the conditions are limited. The boss's wife will make do with it."The woman swept her eyebrows and nodded with love. She went to the bamboo basket and was about to sit down. When her bright eyes moved, she saw Miao Yi and the three of them smiling. She reached out and invited them: "if you don't mind, you may as well eat some together."

The Gang also looked at this side.

Miao Yi three people, you look at me, I look at you, this invitation is a bit fragrant.

Mo shengtu has subconsciously licked his lips. He doesn't want to eat, but wants to eat the woman who sent out the invitation.

Although monks are not allowed to mess with believers, playing on their own territory in Changfeng cave will not cause much trouble for women.

He was about to get up to kiss Fangze, but he heard Zhang Shucheng's voice in his ear, "old Mo, don't forget the business. After that, the woman didn't play as you like. Now it's time to borrow their pot, immortal drunk

He is reminding Mo shengtu to borrow the other party's cooking utensils to make his own, and by the way he prescribes medicine to Miao Yi.

However, Miao Yi didn't give them the chance. He stood up and walked with his hands in the eyes of the two people in amazement. "Obedience is better than respect."

Two sedan bearers, a cook and a Confucian scholar, including the woman, also looked at Miao Yi, who was walking in amazement.

In fact, the woman just invited her casually. According to the truth, people who don't know each other in the wild and barren mountains must be inconvenient to eat their food rashly. This is common sense when going out. She was just used to being the proprietress and the habit of hospitality. However, she was stunned to find a way out.

However, why don't you invite so many young people to change color?

This is called having no experience in the river and lake. People who often go out and walk outside usually do not.

Miao Yi walks up to them and stops in amazement. How do you look at these people? Is there something wrong with their own eyes?

Then I read the meaning of others, and suddenly realized that they were just polite, but I took it seriously. Then I scratched my head awkwardly and said, "I have a large amount of food. It seems that your food is not enough. Don't disturb me."

He turned around and left, thinking it was humiliating.

Both Zhang Shucheng and Mo shengtu look at Miao Yi, who is embarrassed and walks back. They both turn their heads around with a red face. They both think that they are insulting themselves and almost do not laugh.

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