Chapter 1890 Emperor Yan III dotes on his blessed wife 80
Fu'er knew what Leo meant as soon as he saw Leo's expression. Fu'er also smiled. Huang Qiang was really a fool. He said he didn't need to invite him but he still acted like this. He didn't know whether to praise this man's stubbornness or not. It should be said that he is a fool.
But no matter what, it is inevitable that today's snacks can be eaten for free. Of course, Fu'er is not the kind of person who has no scruples. They still don't buy things lavishly, but only buy a little symbolically. In the end, they simply leave Went into a noodle shop.
This noodle shop is not big in scale, but the taste is very good. It is called the first noodle shop in Jiancheng. Fu'er ordered a bowl of egg noodles, Leo ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and Huang Qiang ordered a bowl of meat. Si Mian, the three of them chatted while waiting.
"The food here is pretty good, so there are a lot of people there every day." Fu'er looked around and saw that the seats were basically full.
Leo said: "There have been more people recently. This restaurant is also a specialty of Jiancheng, so there are many people coming to eat."
Fu'er thought for a while and said, "Are there actually many monks like us who come here to eat?" Generally, monks only need to take some elixirs specially prepared for monks after building a foundation to satisfy their hunger. Very few people come here specifically to eat these things. Fu'er is probably the only one who can take food so seriously and treat the world of cultivation as a mortal world.
Huang Qiang shook his head: "At least we Qingxin Sect disciples don't come to eat. At most we just drink a cup of tea and rarely eat. Even if it's spiritual food, we rarely eat."
Fu'er glanced at Huang Qiang: "Maybe you have no money."
Well, this is indeed one of the reasons, but the most important thing is that monks in the world of cultivation focus more on cultivation, and few people focus on the word eating.
Even if there are chefs in the cultivation world, they only eat occasionally. I don't think Fu'er and the others can eat three meals a day.
Huang Qiang couldn't answer, so he just coughed. Just as the noodles were served, he started to eat them. Leo smiled slightly: "Okay, let's eat noodles. After eating noodles, I will take you to see Jianhu Lake. It is said that it is next to Jianhu Lake." There is sword grass. If you can get one, it can help sword cultivators practice. "It's okay to go and see, but I'm not interested in sword grass or anything like that," Fu'er ate while eating. .
"Why?" Huang Qiang couldn't help but asked curiously.
"What's so hard to understand? I'm not a sword cultivator. What do I need that sword grass for?" Fu'er felt that Huang Qiang's question was really speechless.
Huang Qiang was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, it seemed like the same, then smiled sheepishly: "I didn't know you were not a swordsman."
As he was talking, he saw only one person coming over. He grabbed a glass of water and poured it on Fu'er. Fu'er was stunned. She had never been splashed with water like this since she was a child.
"Bold." When Leo saw this, he became angry. With a wave of his hand, he waved the person out of the store. Then he fell on the street, unable to get up. He was obviously seriously injured.
"Fu'er, are you okay?" Leo carefully took Fu'er into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and patted her back gently. Fu'er had never been so scared before, and it was true for a moment. I was stunned, and it took me a long time to wake up. I looked at Leo aggrievedly: "My hair is wet and my clothes are dirty."
"It's okay. Let's go back. Then you can take a good bath and wash your hair. It doesn't matter if your clothes are dirty. I'll buy you more." Leo comforted softly.
(End of chapter)