All-World Vision

Chapter 258 Time is running out

A quarter of an hour later.

Princess Honglian poured the last portion of mapo tofu freshly cooked in the pot into a blue and white porcelain plate, and then called the maid to take it to the private room where Xue Yihou was.

"It's finally done, this princess has worked so hard."

Princess Honglian put down the pot and spoon, clapped her palms twice, and said happily.

Then he came to the bucket and washed his hands meticulously. In the next breath, all the water droplets on his hands disappeared, and his jade hands were as white as ever.

Princess, you say you have worked hard, but the smile on your face is too bright...

Chef Qian on the side quickly glanced to the left with his peripheral vision, and then stared at the iron pot in front of him with all his attention, thinking while shaking the spoon.

"Little Qian, come on! This princess is leaving first."

Princess Honglian said to Chef Qian who was frying Mapo Tofu worth one gold on the right, and walked away briskly.

"Yes! Your Royal Highness."

Chef Qian, who is over forty this year, replied with some helplessness.

After a dozen breaths.

Princess Honglian returned to the room of Han Fei and the others, then closed the door, took out the magic mirror and put it on the low table.

……

Inside the room.

In front of the couch, after a few short.

Xue Yihou didn't sit on his knees like ordinary people, but in a half-lying, half-sitting posture.

He holds a half-full bronze wine cup in his right hand, his snow-white hair hangs down in front of his shoulders, his eyes are calm and unwavering, combined with his sitting posture, he looks cold and unique.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Xue Yihou poured a sip of wine down his throat and said calmly.

There was a soft crash.

A pure-looking young maid was holding a food box, lowered her head and walked cautiously to the side of the table, and then a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Two dishes were impressively placed on the low table.

One is Mapo Tofu, and the other is Mapo Tofu.

The mapo tofu served in the bronze plate seems to be missing a spoonful, and the bronze table spoon is placed on the bronze plate with a little soup on it.

And the mapo tofu served in porcelain is less than half gone.

Both dishes were not eaten, which seemed to express Xue Yihou's dissatisfaction.

But what the maid thought was: Is this the style of a great noble?Eat one plate and lose one plate.

The pure maid didn't look sideways, she knelt down in front of the low table, carefully took out the covered dinner plate, put it on the low table, and then got up to leave.

"Hold on."

The Bloody Marquis put down the Bronze Wine Lord and said in a cold voice.

"What else do you want Master Hou to order?"

The pure maid immediately turned around, lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and said in a voice like an oriole.

The Xueyi Hou did not answer.

His eyes were slightly focused, and his fingernails lightly scratched the semicircular dinner plate cover made of stainless steel, feeling the smooth curved surface, and then lifted the cover.

The hot aroma gushes out instantly, mixed with a spicy taste that makes people love and hate.

Well, it seems something is different.

Xueyihou's eyes jumped, he picked up the spoon, paused for a moment, then spooned some mapo tofu into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The first thing I feel is hot.

Then, the novel and special spiciness made the tongue tingle again.

Xue Yihou was still puzzled by the fact that he could not taste what kind of meat it was, but it was really crispy and delicious.

Spoon, spoon, and spoon.

Half a quarter of an hour later, there was less than a quarter of the original mapo tofu left on the plate.

Xue Yihou put down the spoon, picked up the wine baron, and said calmly to the maid who stood still and dared not leave: "Call your master of Zilanxuan to come here."

A hint of doubt flashed in the pure maid's eyes, but she could only whisper, "Yes, Lord Hou."

The maid turned and left.

It didn't take long.

The purple girl in purple walked in with a faint smile on her face.

The door also closed.

"Is there anything dissatisfied about Master Hou?" Zi Nu asked.

Xue Yihou didn't raise his head, but just looked up, and said indifferently: "Ma Po Tofu worth fifty gold is almost the same as Mapo Tofu worth ten gold. Be the last."

Zi Nu's complexion did not change.

She had just come out of the room where Princess Honglian was. Through the magic mirror, she had already seen the situation here and discussed countermeasures.

"Master Marquis, please see that the plates they use are made of different materials. The one for one gold is made of bronze, the one for ten gold is made of ordinary porcelain, and the one for fifty gold is made of blue and white porcelain.

Blue and white porcelain is the representative and pinnacle of porcelain. It is not only beautiful in shape, simple and elegant in decoration, but also has unique cultural value and collection value. Among the seven countries, it can only be seen in Zilanxuan.

As for the late arrival, it was because the chef specially stayed until the end.After the previous warm-up, the body and technique have reached their peak state, and the mapo tofu made at this time is naturally the best. Combined with this blue and white porcelain, fifty gold is worth the money. "

Zi Nu looked at Xue Yihou and said slowly.

When Xue Yihou heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Afterwards, he slowly raised the bronze wine cup and drank the remaining orchid brew.

"The best mapo tofu? In my opinion, it's just a false name."

Xue Yihou lifted the jug with his right hand, tilted the jug body, and immediately poured the clear liquid into the bronze wine jue, the wine smelled rising, but there was a trace of cold air.

After putting down the wine bottle, I saw an icicle the size of a little finger floating up and down in the wine bottle.

Zi Nu looked as usual, and said calmly: "What Hou Ye said is that what can be measured by money is naturally not the best, and the best thing is that you can't get it."

Can't get something?

Xue Yihou's eyes turned cold, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"No matter what, there is a price, and the Magic Mapo Tofu is the same, or choose the friendship of this Marquis." Xue Yihou picked up the wine and took a sip.

friendship?

The night is an obstacle to the quicksand, and the quicksand is also an obstacle to the night.

Therefore, the so-called friendship is nothing more than seeking skin from a tiger.

Zi Nu was silent for a while and said: "The night and the quicksand are enemies. Between enemies, there are often only you who live and die, but friends are different. Friends can benefit and win-win. Moreover, the promises of enemies are often as fragile as silk."

The Xueyi Hou was silent for a moment.

Slowly put down the bronze wine jug, the wine has condensed into ice, and there are bursts of cold air.

"There is not much time left for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and the Blood-clothed Marquis stood up and left with a vigorous pace.

Are we running out of time?

What does this mean?
Are we referring to Quicksand or Korea?
Seriously recalling the recently collected information, Zi Nu frowned, and walked quickly along the corridor to Han Fei's room.

Inside the room.

The magic mirror is on the low table.

"Brother, what does he mean? Does he look down on us?" Princess Honglian asked with dissatisfaction in confusion.

Han Fei shook his head, and looked at Zhang Liang with serious eyes.

The Bloody Marquis is not the kind of person who takes aim at nothing. What are his words implying?
　The follow-up plan has been published in the works.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)