I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Zijiao and Zizhen are young and active, so Zisheng asked someone to build a seesaw for them in the palace.

Zijiao Zizhen climbed up and down on both sides of the seesaw.

There are two souls in Zijiao, and Nezha floats out from time to time to condense his own soul on the board to increase the weight and press Zizhen up.

Of course Zizhen doesn't need to engage in such nonsense, he usually eats the most.

This time when he was playing the seesaw, he lay down and patted his swollen belly, and the fleshy man immediately pressed the board down.

The seesaw is huge, and the armrests are thoughtfully wrapped in fur.But these two children just don't like to take the usual way. They always like to try different postures when they play the seesaw.

So once or twice a day they would roll down, and fall into the snowdrift in little clumps, and the snow would splash.

Zi Shou is strong and strong, and the palace cannot restrain him.Every day, he would take the palace people around the entire palace several times, inevitably, he saw two small things, and...their seesaw.

Zisheng was dragged out of bed early in the morning by his brother Wang.

His eyes were sleepy, and he yawned with his palms on his lips.

He shrank his neck subconsciously, the coldness on it still hasn't faded away.

Just now when he was sleeping, his brother Wang put his cold palm on his neck, which woke him up from the cold.

He got dressed, and put on a homemade scarf behind his brother Wang, and finally they came to the seesaw together.

Zisheng: ...

Naturally, the materials used to make the seesaw for His Royal Highness are the best, so the two "overage children" also sat on it.

The cold wind stroked slightly, and the falling snowflakes made a small bend.

Zishou, who was sitting on the other end of the seesaw, calmly looked up at Zisheng who was suspended in the air.

The two were silent.

Zishou asked, "Why don't you move?"

The child raised the forehead.

After returning to Yinshang, in order to be able to get along with his brother Wang without any grievances, he deliberately suppressed his supernatural powers and cast spells to make himself like a mortal.

In other words, his weight at this time is the weight that a mortal of his size should have.

Zisheng looked down at his own body, then changed his field of vision to look at his brother Wang.

His brother Wang is taller than him, and his figure is bigger than him, so it is conceivable that he is heavier.

He thought for a moment and said to his brother Wang: "Brother Wang, move forward, and the board will come down."

Zi Shou's eyes flickered half clear when he heard the words, he seemed to understand something, so he moved forward a few inches, but the board did not change.

Seeing this, Zishou moved a little more, but the board remained unchanged.

Zishou moved a lot in a row, and the boards on both sides finally floated slightly.

Seeing this scene, Zisheng's face gradually became numb. How much does his brother Wang weigh?

He glanced at his brother's waist, because it was tied with a jade belt, so he could see the real waistline.

His brother Wang is not fat, and Zi Sheng has never seen fat on his brother Wang.

In this way, it can only show that...

Zisheng lowered his head and raised his forehead, his brother Wang was full of muscles, no wonder he could kill a cow with one punch.

They played the seesaw for a long time, and Zijiao Zizhen also came without knowing it.

When they saw this, their mouths were wide open, and the two cubs stood obediently aside. At the same time, they also noticed where the two were sitting.

After King Shang got off the seesaw, the two children also sat on it.

Zishou walked forward with Zisheng, he squinted at his younger brother's body, and reached out to pat Zisheng on the shoulder.

"You are too thin, you must eat more in the future."

Feeling the powerful slap on his body, Zisheng raised his head to look at Zishou's arm.After getting his brother's permission, Zisheng tried to pinch his brother's arm.

As a result, he couldn't pinch it at all.Because his brother Wang's muscles are too developed, even though his fingers are relatively long, he can't even hold one side of his brother's arm completely.

White cut chicken: ...

Zishou put his hands on his waist and stretched his back. He looked up at the roofs of the palaces.The roof meets the blue sky, and his eyes look to the farthest.

Zishou was tired of staying in the palace, and was making false claims with those old officials every day. He had a bad temper, and he didn't want to stay in the palace for a moment.

He really wanted to ride a horse and lead his generals to conquer the world.

Of course, since he became a king, he should calm down and sit in the palace.

Zishou hangs his hand and walks away holding Zisheng's sleeve.Behind him, a cub was suddenly thrown into the air.

Fortunately, he has a pair of wings. When he landed, the little wings lifted him up.

-

Zisheng makes ice cream for a reason.

I don't know when, ice cream, a fresh food, suddenly became popular in wealthy merchants.

The first ones to appear were restaurants opened in various parts of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and shaved ice was a gimmick when customers ordered.Of course, this thing is just the simplest crushed ice, nothing is added.

If you want to add some jam on top, you will have to pay more.

The jam produced by the restaurant is naturally a must. One out of ten people tried to ask for jam, but after tasting it, they wanted to add jam every time they ate.

The result is naturally understandable, the cycle of each visit of this person has become longer, presumably it took more time to earn jam.

Seeing this, the rest of the people paused for the jam, and finally put their hands down and poured some soup on the shaved ice.

Hey, let alone, there is another flavor.

It's not that they don't want jam, but they uphold the trust in restaurants, and they are afraid that after eating jam, they will be unable to leave.

However, the way of eating shaved ice has been noticed by many people.It is not difficult to make shaved ice, on the contrary it is very easy.It happened to be winter, so they only needed to put a bowl of water outside the house in advance, and wait until the next day to find a tool to scrape off the ice.

It is precisely because of the simple operation that the dish of shaved ice instantly became popular among wealthy merchants.In the streets and alleys, more than half of the children hold shaved ice in their hands.

In many corners of the Shang Dynasty, some children dressed in simple or even thin clothes gathered together, and their expressions were lively.Everyone stole a bowl of water from home, and everyone met to eat ice the next day.

Because the conditions of the wealthy and merchants have improved, many families have some surplus food, and shaved ice is really popular.

It is rare for Yinshang to participate in one thing together, and everyone wants to keep up, no matter whether it is worth it or not.

As a result, many small vendors selling "jam" emerged in the first ten days of the Shang Dynasty.Many of them are not well-to-do families, and some of their parents are seriously ill, and the burden of the whole family falls on one child.

The child also fought for it. He took advantage of this popular wave and came up with many ideas.

Some "jams" are fruits that only bear in winter, and some "jams" are herbs that strengthen the body. He made more than a dozen flavors to barely support the family.

The child was precocious since he was a child, and at night he stood under the stars and looked at the sky.

He hopes that Dashang will get better and better, because the prosperity of Dashang has brought him opportunities and hopes in life.

The couple lay down under the oil lamp and weighed the food they earned from selling "jam" today. Behind them were elderly parents and five young children.

They were both emotional and in a trance, and people also had surplus food on hand, otherwise it would not be so easy for them to survive.

Zisheng stood at the highest point of the lampstand, his perception covered half of Yin Shang, and many small voices fell into his ears.

Zisheng remembered a sentence.

[When a whale falls, all things live. ]

Of course, this sentence is not used correctly. In this invisible battle, no one needs to die to nourish the entire dynasty.

-

In a hut in Yinshang territory, Yang Jian bought the most popular shaved ice.

He placed five bowls of shaved ice on the table, leaving more than 30 small dishes with sauces of various flavors.

Among them, ten flavors were bought by him after tasting them outside and he thought they were better, and the remaining more than 20 flavors were made by himself.

After tens of thousands of years of practice, his culinary skills have reached the pinnacle, and he has accumulated countless ingredients just waiting for this day.

Yang Jian looked at Zisheng who was still sleeping on the bed, and he who had always been one-sided in front of outsiders showed helplessness that was hard for ordinary people to see.

He cast a spell to block the sound of the outside world, while he took out a secret volume and flipped through it lightly.

Zisheng slept soundly this time, and when he woke up, a strand of hair on his forehead was a little curled.

He got out of bed and put on his shoes. After standing up, Yang Jian put down the secret scroll and looked up at him.

Yang Jian stared at him and smiled, "I thought my brother would eventually grow taller than me."

Zisheng: ...

As a younger brother, these words are a bit rebellious.

Zisheng sat down at the table, and Yang Jian skillfully set the bowl for him.

Yang Jian introduced these sauces to Zisheng one by one, and Zisheng nodded while listening.He chose his favorite flavor and poured some on each of the two servings of shaved ice.

Yang Jian flicked the table with his fingers, he lowered his eyes and smiled unconsciously.

When they were together in the early years, they always liked to divide the food equally, and the other had what they had.

Of course, Zisheng couldn't eat it, all the food went into Yang Jian's stomach.

When Zisheng shared ingredients with Yang Jian, he didn't need to consider the other party's taste at all.

The reason is also interesting to say, because he and Yang Jian grew up together in the past, and their tastes were almost in sync.

Of course, the most important reason is that the food that Yang Jian can bring to him is brought over after the other party has screened out his favorite flavors in advance.

Zisheng: ...

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun can sense the breath and breath of all things, so he naturally knows what Zisheng has done.

He knew what Zisheng was eating recently, so he put his jade finger on the lotus stem and gently broke it off.

Zisheng felt something, and looked up into the sky.

Yang Jian followed Zisheng's gaze to the sky, and asked, "What are you looking at, brother?"

Zisheng's lips moved, his voice was too small to be heard, "I don't think he has tasted it yet, I have to give him some to taste..."

33 On Chongtian, Zisheng was a little unsteady holding the food box.

This is the first time he has visited the immortal master since he came back.He lived with the immortal master for nearly 5000 years, and because of his return, he broke up with the immortal master.

The silver silk jade boots stepped on the auspicious clouds and came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, Zisheng was a little nervous.

He was afraid that he would become estranged from the immortal master, and even more afraid that the immortal master would not recognize him in the wrong time and space.

Zisheng walked in slowly. Just as he reached the door, the originally closed door opened instantly.

Zisheng swallowed his saliva. As soon as he walked in, a big lotus flower swallowed him in one gulp.

A bunch of lotus flowers looked like Zisheng, they rubbed back and forth around Zisheng, and Zisheng's face was deformed due to being squeezed.

With great difficulty, he squeezed out holding the food box, and the fortune jade dish Qiankun Ding also rushed towards him.

The good luck jade plate stuck to him firmly, and the Qiankun cauldron could not wait to put him in the cauldron.

A large number of spiritual creatures "wrapped" around Zisheng for a long time, and suddenly a burst of coercion descended, and all the spiritual creatures except Zisheng felt it.