The gentleness of the movements and the peace of the expression really made me feel a little ashamed.

How can such a good person be a demon?

At this time, Danqing also smiled and agreed: "Jianping is right, gobbling up like you will not only damage the intestines, but also endanger the foot syncope yin pericardial meridian and the foot syncope yin liver meridian, which will lead to the reflux of qi and blood, and in serious cases, it will also affect life!" ”

Wow!

"Mr. Danqing, it's a bit of an exaggeration to affect life, right?"

Snow Goose said as she picked up the spoon in front of her and slowly tasted the mushroom millet porridge.

After a spoonful, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my God, this tastes too delicious, right?" ”

"It's the best in the world!"

Hearing this, Xian'er hurriedly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful into her mouth, and then closed her eyes and slowly tasted it.

At first, her expression was relatively indifferent, but after three or four seconds, her face immediately changed dramatically, her eyes opened involuntarily, and her mouth said loudly: "My God, this millet porridge tastes great, right?" ”

"The rich aroma of rice also contains the freshness of mushrooms, and I can even feel the purity of a kind of morning dewdrops, which is really memorable!"

Then she changed her words and laughed at me: "Yiyang, did you grow up eating this swan fungus?" ”

"That's right!"

I nodded without hesitation.

"You're so blessed!" Xian'er and Snow Goose praised in unison.

Danqing said calmly: "There are a lot of swan mushrooms in the dense forest on our mountain, and I heard that you will come over for breakfast this morning, so Jian Ping went up the mountain with me early in the morning to step on the mushrooms." ”

"I'm so satisfied to see you eating so happily!"

"Mr. Danqing, Sister Jianping, I'm really tired of you!"

"Don't bother, don't bother, everyone who comes is a guest, this is what we should do."

Then he cast his eyes on Snow Goose and quipped softly: "Snow Goose girl, just now I said that people who have eaten for a long time will eat too much will affect their lives, don't you think it's possible?" ”

"Yes, eating can affect life safety, and it's too exaggerated and alarmist, right?" Snow Goose responded while adding bowls, and that look of despair really made people feel the urge to praise her.

She has lived in the city with me for a few months, and now she is like a starving ghost who has even added the corners of the bowl, and where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of a sinister woman, how can it be unreasonable.

"I'm not alarmist, if you don't believe it, you can ask Yiyang, in the past, there was a great literati who died of eating too quickly!"

Danqing said as he shifted his gaze to mine.

In fact, when he mentioned this issue, I already thought of a poet in history, who became a short-lived ghost because he ate too quickly.

Now that he has turned his gaze to me, he is even more determined in his thoughts.

At that moment, he simply replied with a light smile: "That's true, Mr. Du Fu fell to Dongting Lake because of the flood, and he didn't have a grain of rice for three or five days. ”

"Later, an old man from Yueyang City drove a small boat to the top of Dongting Jun Mountain and rescued him."

"Because I heard that he was the famous poet Du Fu, the old fisherman specially prepared excellent beef to entertain him on the boat."

"As a result, Du Fu was extremely hungry, and immediately devoured the beef when he saw it, but not long after eating, he choked to death on Dongting Lake."

"The poor generation of poets and saints passed away so inevitably, which really made future generations sigh."

Yes!

Xian'er also exclaimed: "Du Fu died like this?" ”

"I always thought he was dying of old age!"

"It's really strange to think that less than a generation of poets and saints died so badly."

"Xian'er, you actually know the people of the Du Gong Department?"

In my image, Xian'er should be a snake spirit who is not very human, and it is quite unexpected for her to know Du Fu.

After Xue Yan listened to my explanation, she didn't have too many changes in her expression, thinking that she hadn't read since she was a child, and it was reasonable that she didn't know Du Fu.

Xian'er had already muttered at this time: "Of course I know Du Gongbu's people, how handsome the poems he wrote, I only admire two poets in my life, one is Li Qingzhao and the other is Du Fu." ”

"Oh?"

Listening to her say this, it aroused my curiosity, if she knew Du Fu, it would be easier to understand, after all, Du Fu is also a household name.

However, the name Li Qingzhao is relatively much more niche, and people who do not have high knowledge will basically not know Li Qingzhao too well.

But Xian'er had already begun to shake her head and talk eloquently at this time.

Li Baidou wine poems thousand,

Chang'an City on the restaurant sleeps,

The Son of Heaven does not come to the long ship,

The self-proclaimed giant is a fairy in wine!

After the song, Danqing and I couldn't help but applaud, I couldn't imagine that she could have such literary brilliance as a female streamer, which was really impressive.

Seeing that the two of us scholars applauded her, Xian'er was even more interested.

Now it began to chant again as if no one was around.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable.

When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe.

Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy and be in a hurry late?

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now?

Guarding the window, how can you be born dark alone?

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit.

This time, what a sad word!

"Yo he, it's amazing, Xian'er, you still know so many ancient poems!"

Hum!

Xian'er shook her mouth and responded with a slight meaning: "There are many unknown places for the old lady!" ”

"Haha."

Danqing next to him couldn't help laughing and said: "The fairy girl is outstanding, and she and Yiyang are really a pair of heaven-sent wall people!" ”

Yes!

The three people present couldn't help but exclaim when they heard this.

I didn't expect him to mess around with the mandarin duck score, which scared the three of us for a while.

Especially the snow goose, her already cold face instantly became gloomy, as if she was ready to kill at any time.

Maybe Danqing also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he smiled awkwardly and prepared to divert the topic.

"Good morning, everyone!"

Just when there was silence on the field, an old and deep voice came from outside the fence wall.

"Good morning, village chief."

Danqing and his wife, Jianping, stood up together and greeted each other with a smile.

Naturally, the three of us also stood up with them to greet the village chief.

"Did the three guests sleep well last night?"

The village chief approached and asked politely.