Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 1119: Yumantang (17)

When Shi Yu sat upstairs, she was very moved.

She also thought about why she seeks longevity.

Just for a long life? Isn't it because of this colorful world and all kinds of people?

She was lucky to meet such a group of people.

Downstairs, Su Nian said: "When you want to marry our family, Yu is okay, but you must have both civil and martial arts." When she said this, she paused, "Wu does not need to be tested," no one here can fight. Yes, "But the literary is still needed, the so-called gentleman Qiya, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea..."

"Wait," San Pang quietly pulled Su Nian's sleeve, "What is poetry? Composing poetry? No one seems to know this thing."

It turned out that when it was in the field of magic cultivation, it heard that there was a cultivator who had a unique technique and practiced by writing poetry. Up to now, that person seems to be still in the realm of adulthood. He has written a few poems, but It only felt that it was so confusing, it didn't remember a word.

After hearing this, Su Nian's expression stiffened a bit, and immediately despised: "I can't even do such a simple thing."

The people who said this were very wrong. Before the qi condensed, everyone went to the school to go to school, and then condensed the qi and just wanted to practice. Who would even tinker with this?

San Fatty is even more dissatisfied. It is a wild one, and it is so demanding.

"Auntie, you think it's simple, then leave this to you." Wen Xian took the opportunity to tell the truth, he wouldn't.

Although I went home with my brother later, I was taken by my brother to learn something again, but I wrote poetry or something, hehe, goodbye.

"Tsk tusk, you guys," Su Nian snorted, "I will come if I come."

Next, she continued to look at Wen Heng seriously, "Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea, anyway. I will come first, and compare poetry first."

When Shiyu heard this, he thought that he didn’t realize that Su Nian had this hand, but he listened to Su Nian saying: "Since you want to write poetry, the simple one is definitely not good, it is more difficult to compare. Yes. Of course, if you are willing to give me some soul-condensing grass, soul pill, etc., I can reduce the difficulty for you as appropriate."

Shi Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

You're taking bribes too obviously!

Wen Heng clenched his fist and chuckled softly on his lips, "I don't have the Soul Condensing Grass Ding Po Pill, but I once asked someone to refine a Yin and Yang Soul Ding Pill for you, and I will bring it to you now."

"Really?" Su Nian stood up immediately. The Yin-Yang Soul Fixing Pill is much more valuable than the two things she just said. After taking this pill, her soul can be completely stabilized without saying it, and she can no longer suffer. Heaven suppressed and continued to practice.

After Lao Zhang presented a jade box, she saw the contents and swallowed the pill without saying a word.

She believes in knowing that she is her own.

Now that the pill has been obtained, she immediately said: "A Heng, you and Xiao are a match made in heaven. I can't be this stick to beat the mandarin ducks and set you up a difficult level. So, just answer. I’ll just answer one question, how about it?"

"Auntie, you ask."

Su Nian smiled, "When did you look young?"

This question... It's a great question.

Not only Su Nian, the group of people are curious, even Zhang Lao and Chang Qin behind Wen Heng can't help but listen.

They are actually quite curious.

Especially Mr. Zhang, when he was on the eighth day, he didn't notice the slightest nuisance. Even though the girl was drunk that time, he didn't think the master had any special emotions.

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