The short-lived white moonlight dressed as a beautiful, strong and miserable male protagonist

Gu Yunqi is an undoubted genius, not only manifested in one practice, but also manifested in many aspects. Basically, many things can be learned at once, both civil and military, sword can set mountains and rivers, and he can recite poems. When he was an all-round genius, Gu Yunqi stepped into a kitchen that he had never dabbled in before.

The little kitchen put an end to the undefeated legend of Patriarch Gu.

Tong'er looked at the table full of failed products in front of him, and couldn't figure it out: "Why? The steps are all according to what I said. Why are the things made so different?"

He managed to come back once, and today he spent most of his time in the kitchen, teaching Gu Yunqi how to cook.

Don't look at Tonger's medicine making strange and weird products, but his cooking skills are very good, the cooking is first-class, and the taste is recognized by Xie Lanting.

Tong'er looked at the unidentified objects on the table, and sighed maturely: "Brother Yunqi, I think it's better to forget it, it's too difficult for you, just make a soup, prepare what I said, and throw it into the pot Just wait in the oven, even if you can’t make something particularly delicious, it shouldn’t be difficult to make it into your mouth.”

Until today, Gu Yunqi realized that he was completely incapable of cooking. He looked at the glass of dark liquid in his hand and sighed: "Milk tea is for drinking, but I didn't make it well. Can soup work? "

Speaking of why there is a formula for modern milk tea, I also have to mention the book left by Xiao Qingfeng. They once went to a very interesting world. According to Xie Lanting, it was very similar to the place where his soul once stayed. Without closing the memory, Xie Lanting took Gu Yunqi to have a good time.

Gu Yunqi also saw a lot of interesting things. When it came to eating, he found that Xie Lanting especially liked the drink called milk tea, and this was a general term, and there were many kinds of it. Gu Yunqi specially memorized some recipes and brought them back.

Tong'er has also seen the recipe of milk tea, and he made it successfully. He said: "It is very important to master the taste of milk tea. You have tried it. It looks simple, but it is very knowledgeable, such as melting sugar and preparing ingredients." These fires have to be controlled all the time, but it’s different when you cook a simple soup.”

"I don't think you can learn complex soups today, but I think you can still make soups that throw simple ingredients into the water."

Gu Yun nodded: "Then try."

Gu Yunqi washed the spare ribs and cut them apart. Among other things, his knife skills must be first-class, and the cut size is just right. After blanching, throw it into the pot with the spices ordered by Tong'er, and wait for it to be cooked. Done.

I have to say that this is much simpler than the previous recipes.

"Leave the rest of the dishes to me. After the soup is ready, you can use the soup as a base to make a bowl of longevity noodles." Tong'er stretched, "Most cultivators don't celebrate their birthdays after their twenties. I've been around Xianjun for many years, but I don't even know when his birthday is, Brother Yunqi, why do you suddenly want to celebrate Xianjun's birthday?"

Most people who cultivate immortals live longer than ordinary people, and the higher the realm, the more. As long as there is no accident, the rest of their lives will be very long, so basically everyone will not celebrate their birthdays after their twenties. It is almost a convention .

Gu Yunqi put the lid back on and trapped the steam from the water in the pot: "When I was twenty, Xianjun gave me Zangyue as a birthday present. I think I should give it to him at least once." , and there is no particular reason, it's just——I'm thinking about him."

Is it strange to put a person in your heart, think about it, and want to treat him well all the time?

While clearing the table, Tong'er smiled and said: "Although I haven't liked anyone yet, but looking at you two, I feel that this must be a happy thing. It's great. I will also find such a person in the future. I don't ask for it." Nothing else, but please stay together.”

Tong'er has also grown a bit taller now, and the name Xie Tong's reputation has gradually spread outside the world. Children always become adults in the blink of an eye, growing into unexpected appearances.

Gu Yunqi also cleaned up together. After all, all the inedible things came from his hands. He nodded: "We will meet."

The two of them cleaned up and waited for the soup to be stewed. Xie Lanting was sent away today. Although he might have guessed something, he pretended to know nothing and went out very cooperatively. He is not at home at the moment.

There is still some time before the soup is ready, and idleness is idleness, so it is better to chat, chatting, and the topic turns to the time when everyone was young.

Tong'er has now grown from a child to a half-grown teenager, and there seem to be few interesting things in childhood, but Gu Yunqi's childhood was too fragmented, and he endured humiliation when he was a teenager, and the topic of conversation tends to lead to a heavy direction. Tong'er's brain turned: " Hey, does Brother Yunqi know about Xianjun's youth?"

Gu Yunqi: "I heard he mentioned a few things, not too many."

They also talk about it when they talk naturally on weekdays. Those times are very far away for Xie Lanting, and many things have been blurred in the years, leaving only some thick and colorful traces, which can occasionally be mentioned .

Tong'er shook her head: "I heard the suzerain mentioned it, he said a lot!"

Gu Yunqi heard the words: "Oh? Then tell me?"

The head is talking about Mu Ci, the head of Yujianzong. When the master brought back Xie Lanting who was a baby, Mu Ci also took care of him with his own hands. It can be said that watching Xie Lanting grow up with his own eyes is like a brother to him. Of course he was very clear about that matter.

"Isn't it said that Xianjun is cold-tempered outside? According to the head, Xianjun used to be quiet and introverted for a period of time. People looking for him outside basically competed in martial arts. After losing to Xianjun, he didn't have much conversation. Don't people look cold and arrogant!"

It seemed so to outsiders, but in the eyes of the master and senior brothers, they only felt that Xie Lanting was not good at expressing, and he was by no means condescending and looking down on others.

When Xie Lanting was ten years old, his reputation among his peers was already very loud. It was nothing but too strong. One day someone came to visit Yu Jianzong and brought a child with him. The child named him and wanted to marry Xie Lanting. Lanting is a match.

Competed, lost, cried, Xie Lanting won again.

If you want to push back a few years, it doesn't need to be too far away. For example, Xie Lanting, who is sixteen or seventeen years old, knows how to coax people or say some suitable words for the scene, but the ten-year-old him has no such worldly ideas. The boy threw the sword away and rolled on the school field crying, while Xie Lanting stood by and watched calmly until the crying attracted everyone.

"Oops, what's wrong?"

Seeing the elders of the family coming, the child threw himself into the arms of the family members and continued to cry loudly: "He bullied me, woooooo!"

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Xie Lanting, and the little Xie Lanting only said indifferently: "Is it bullying if you lose the competition?"

The people who were going to question the teacher choked, they hurriedly checked and found that their child was not injured, and the dust on the clothes might be caused by rolling on the ground by themselves, and Xie Lanting's head could not be blamed.

Regardless of whether it is to scold the children behind closed doors, but the adults in their family feel ashamed by crying so embarrassingly after losing the competition, and always want to regain some ground. Young man, how can you bully the small with the big?"

Little Xie Lanting didn't smile on his face, Bingxue was beautiful alone, and his tone of speech didn't contain any sarcasm, so he told the truth with Gu Jing Wubo: "Today is my tenth birthday, how old is he?"

It can be seen that although Xie Lanting's face is relatively reserved at this time, he has the ability to choke people to death with his words since he was a child. The difference is probably that when he was young, he spoke with a deadpan expression, but when he grew up, he smiled and hurt others.

But precisely because Xiao Xie Lanting looked deserted, these words were more lethal.

The child was twelve years old, older than Xie Lanting.

Mu Ci hurriedly smoothed things over with a kind smile: "Children's competition, as long as they are not injured, they can pass after the competition. What about children's affairs, if there is a quarrel, maybe there will be more playmates, don't you think so?"

After Mu Ci said so, they had no choice but to go down the steps, not knowing what they were thinking, but at least they had a kind face and left with the child.

Mu Ci shook his head helplessly, and found that his sleeve was pinched, he lowered his head, it was Xie Lanting who was pinching his sleeve.

"Lanting, what's wrong?"

Yuxue, who was born as a child, is beautiful, and has such a personality, really like made of snow, he pursed his lips, looked at his disciple Ersan who walked by not far away, just pulled Mu Ci's sleeve, Say nothing.

Mu Ci followed his line of sight to look over, saw those young disciples playing jokes, understood, and said to Xie Lanting: "Want to play with them?"

Hearing this, Xie Lanting tightened his strength and pulled Mu Ci's sleeves into folds, but finally shook his head.

Mu Ci patiently asked: "What?"

"I'm not arrogant," Xie Lanting finally opened his mouth, his childishness was still intact, but the words he said had already entered the world, "But they always look up to me and respect me, and they fear me and hate me without authorization, I..."

Xie Lanting listened to the words, looked at Mu Ci with a pair of eyes, Mu Ci sighed, and patted his head: "It's not your fault, it's because they are not your companions."

Little Xie Lanting asked, "Where are my companions?"

"Master and brother can walk with you, and in the future you will meet friends who can really make friends, and..." There is also a sweetheart.

Mu Ci smiled, "You are young, and this one is left. When you grow up, you will know that he is the one who can accompany you in this life. You will know each other and stay together. You are different from others. You are unique and will never leave."

Xie Lanting's heart skipped a beat: "Different from others, and also different from master and senior brother?"

Mu Ci: "Yes, different."

Xie Lanting silently memorized it.

"Let's go, senior brother will accompany you to celebrate your birthday."

"it is good."

Gu Yunqi heard about Xie Lanting's childhood, the soup in the pot was ready, and this time it was not burnt, mushy, or a pot of unknown food. He took a sip, and it was drinkable.

When the soup was ready, Gu Yunqi kneaded the noodles, cut out a long-lived noodle, Tong'er used the soup as a base, cooked a bowl of long-lived noodles, prepared a few side dishes, and took out snow plum wine.

After all the preparations were complete, Gu Yunqi sent a message to Xie Lanting, and Xie Lanting came back straight away, and smelled the fragrance as soon as he came out: "Hey, what a feast!"

Tong'er grinned and said happy birthday, and then walked away with the extra milk tea, pretending not to disturb the world of the two of them.

Gu Yunqi brought the longevity noodles to Xie Lanting, Xie Lanting picked up the chopsticks: "You made it?"

"I only made soup and kneaded the noodles. The longevity noodles were cooked by Tong Er. I'm not good at cooking."

Xie Lanting put down the chopsticks and picked up the spoon instead: "Then I have to taste the soup first."

Xie Lanting drank the soup, eyebrows and eyes curved: "Not bad."

Gu Yunqi tasted it himself, and knew that the soup was nothing more than that, Xie Lanting praised that he was not soup.

"It's been a long time since I celebrated my birthday. It's just that your intention to send me out today is too obvious." Xie Lanting said, "I thought about it, and finally realized that you probably wanted to celebrate my birthday."

Gu Yunqi took out a hairpin from the mustard seeds, walked behind Xie Lanting, gently removed the hairpin from his head, and then pushed the hairpin in his hand into the bun.

The Liuyun hairpin left by Gu's mother at the beginning can be regarded as a token of love between the two of them. The hairpin in Gu Yunqi's hand also has Liuyun at the end, the difference is that there is a full moon between the Liuyun.

"I carved it myself." Gu Yunqi tied his hair, returned to his seat, poured wine for both of them, and raised a glass to invite them to drink, "Happy birthday."

Xie Lanting clinked glasses with him, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

After eating the longevity noodles, Xie Lanting brought another bowl of soup, Gu Yunqi said: "I will practice later."

Xie Lanting gave him full confidence: "Then I will wait for you to become a chef."

The taste is not only on the tip of the tongue, but also in the heart. The mellow fragrance of the heart is naturally tasteable. It depends on whether the two are connected. Xie Lanting rarely recalls the past from the temperature of the soup: "I think of my tenth birthday. I made a wish."

Xiao Xie Lanting is full of expectations: I hope that the most special companion will appear as soon as possible, to know and accompany me, and never leave.

When he was older, he realized that the last category that Mu Ci mentioned back then was the sweetheart.

The two people in the pavilion, the breeze is blowing, the world has its own beauty, and only the person in front of me is in his eyes. Gu Yunqi's eyes are filled with Xie Lanting's smile, and he asked: "Today's birthday, let the fairy make another wish."

Xie Lanting put Gu Yunqi in his eyes and took it to heart, and his eyebrows stretched: "Okay——"

It is promised that for the rest of the year, you and I will accompany each other, every year, hold your hand, and stay together forever.

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