When it gets dark, he catches the fish and kills it, slices the fish as thin as a cicada's wings, and as soon as he enters the boiling soup, it is scalded and curled.

"This knife work is unsatisfactory!" Chitose routine dinner table comment, this kid dances and plays with swords in the courtyard every day, and it can finally come in handy.

There are plenty of leftover materials, including fish cakes produced by the time-honored brand of Chunmingcheng, as well as all kinds of fresh vegetables -- vegetables are more expensive than meat at this time, where can ordinary people afford to eat them? Yan Saburo has been a beggar for several years, and he never cares about eating water, and at this time he also prepared pig lungs, liver sausages, belly slices, and so on.

The superior would never touch these things. Chitose pouted when he saw it, and he was so disdainful, but seeing that he ate too well, he couldn't help but take a spoonful.

Hey, really...... It smells so good!

"Delicious, isn't it?" the boy noticed her face.

"That's it, let's make do. She pointed to the corner of his mouth, "It's onion." You have a lot of money now, and you are also a person of status, can you pay a little attention to your conduct?"

He wiped his mouth, equally satisfied.

Every time I finish a thrilling mission and sit down to eat, I always feel like I am in a different world.

As for the weasel family, they return to their original form after nightfall. Such a delicate task as eating hot pot can only be done by human hands, so they just need a good meal and drink.

After the meal, Chitose was drinking tea in the courtyard, and Yan Saburo put a brocade box in front of her.

The box was square, and she looked at it suspiciously, "What is this?"

Yan Saburo pursed his lips before saying, "I'll give it to you." ”

The stingy ghost was willing to give her a gift? Chitose was so surprised that her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she reached out to cover it.

There is a set of women's clothes in the box, cloud white shirts, azure skirts, soft materials, all of which are Seiko embroidery. The embroidery is not the common cluster of flowers or twig patterns, but one after another, clear hexagonal snowflakes.

It was placed there, and the air of cold and stern brilliance came to the face.

Chitose subconsciously reached out and stroked it twice, before he glanced at the boy and said, "When did you buy it, why don't I know?"

"I picked it up a few days ago. He confessed honestly, "You sleep in the bookcase." "He'd never seen Chitose buy clothes, even though she seemed to have a lot of clothes.

"How do you know how to buy it to fit?" her size stands out among ordinary women, and this kid has never measured her figure, how can he order someone to tailor clothes?

"The shopkeeper of the tailor's shop is about the same height as you, and I asked him to measure his height. ”

Chitose glared: "He's a man?!"

"Yes. Yan Saburo scratched his head, "But when you took on a human form, the shop was already closed." "Chitose can only transform after the sun goes down, and the tailor shop here in Chunming City closes early. "Y-Do you like it?"

Hearing him stumble and ask this sentence, Chitose picked up the new clothes and kneaded them twice: "The clothes are so ordinary, small picking, you are reluctant to buy good materials, right?"

"It's the best ingredient in the store. Yan Saburo also knew that Chunming City was not as prosperous as Yuncheng, and there might not be the most fashionable clothes and styles, but he tried his best, "If you don't like it, I'll return it after the New Year." ”

"The style is passable. Chitose shrank his hand holding his clothes, "Who told you to retreat?"

She went back to the house to change her clothes, and tidied up her temples before slowly walking down.

Yan Saburo was chatting with a few yellow skins, and when he saw her walking slowly, five weasels stood in a row, without blinking.

"Isn't it pretty?" of course it looks! She had summoned a water mirror to the house several times.

The six creatures in front of them nodded in unison, as if they had been rehearsed beforehand.

She coughed lightly, "Where does it look good?"

Huang Da was stunned and said, "The clothes are beautiful!"

A cold light suddenly burst out of Chitose's eyes, Huang Er flicked his big tail and slapped his brother hard, hoping to make up for the missing brain.

The strong desire to survive made Huang Da quickly add: "But the hostess is more beautiful, and wearing it on the hostess is called complementing each other!"

Chitose rolled his eyes, let him go, turned to Yan Saburo and said, "If you buy clothes, you have to have matching jewelry." You see——?"

She tilted her head slightly, and the ruby step on her head swayed, and sure enough, it didn't match the azure dress.

"Buy. Yan Saburo had to say, "I will buy it after the new year." ”

When she's done buying jewelry, will she say she still has to have a matching pair of shoes?

Chitose was satisfied.

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The early morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year is still cold, but even the snow on the branches of the old trees looks full of joy.

When the two magpies were chirping on the rockery, Yan Saburo had already gotten up. The yellow crane came out to clear the snow and saw him facing the eastern pranayama. In the early morning around sunrise, the sun is the softest, and even a beginner like him can store it, which is called "Meal Drink Dew".

The process of human beings acquiring true power is very slow, and it needs to be accumulated bit by bit.

After sunrise, Yan Saburo collected his skills and began to practice swords.

Beginner swordsmen always scream and swish, each sword has a sharp voice, and when the fire grows longer, the better the control, the sound will be weaker, and gradually disappear. Therefore, now Huang He listened to the sound of the wind at the tip of his sword, and he also admired it a little in his heart.

Although the little master started late, his talent and diligence are the same, and in his opinion, he is much stronger than that Tu Yunshan. During the Chinese New Year, other children are still asleep, but the little master is no different from usual.

It's hard to imagine that this concentration and self-awareness can occur in an 11-year-old boy.

After practicing for an hour, even if it was cold and snowy outside, Yan Saburo was sweating profusely. Huang He swept a pot of snow from the branches, brought him into the house and said with a smile: "This is the new snow on the first day of this year, little master, come to ask for good luck." "He spent two months in the market and learned a lot about human customs.

In addition to his coat, Yan Saburo grabbed the white snow in the basin and rubbed it violently on his body, and did not stop until his skin was red, and the cleaning was done. His physique is not what it used to be, and not only will he not suffer from the cold, but it will speed up the flow of blood and smooth his real strength.

In the yard, the cats are rolling in the snow. The cat is white, the snow is white, and the two are almost one and the same. At this time, fine snow flocculent fell from the sky, and it happened to fall on her pink nose, which was cold.

The white cat couldn't help but sneeze twice.

Yan Saburo changed into new clothes and walked out, just seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile. The cat flew and rolled his eyes: "What are you laughing at!"

She collapsed in the soft snow, so comfortable that she didn't want to get up. Yan Saburo walked over and piled up a small snowman that was less than half a palm high, picked two sesame seeds for her eyes, grabbed the tip of a carrot that she had cut last night as her nose, and put it on the door of her head.

Good looking, complement each other. The boy grinned and looked at his smug work.

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