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He doesn't know what the identity of the dream girl is, but from her words, he knows that his own weight is not enough to be her support.

However, a woman who has never met is also not enough for him to give up his principles.

The ink has been polished. Liu Shaoyun picked up the pen, meditated a little, and wrote a poem on the painting:

A sublime of smoke and waves, a leaf boat, the west wind and wood fall into the five lakes and autumn, the gull heron, the proud prince, and the perch is not hooked.

After receiving the pen, he blew the ink a little and handed the picture to the hand of the maid standing on one side. The maid nodded to him and sent it behind the curtain. When the maid opened the curtain, Liu Shaoyun also looked in through this gap. Unfortunately, he only saw the corner of the piano table and did not see the figure of the dream girl.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The dream girl should be reading the inscription on the painting. After a while, she heard her sigh, "What a gull heron, the proud prince, no matter how much the bass is not hooked, the prince is really free and easy."

"I always go my own way. I'm most afraid of being restrained, and I'm more afraid of the right and wrong of officialdom, so the girl's painting is quite like my heart." Liu Shaoyun was also a little proud, he said.

"In this case, if the prince does not give up, this painting will be given to the prince." The dream girl asked the maid to send the painting out again.

When the painting returned to Liu Shaoyun's hands again, there was a line of small words next to the poem he had just written: If life is only for this purpose, the two are clear in this life. There is also a small stamp under it, and on the top is the word "Mengrou" of the ancient seal.

"It turns out that the girl's name is Meng Rou, which is really a beautiful name. Like a poem, it is like a dream, and it is very suitable for a girl's temperament. Liu Shaoyun likes this name very much.

"Please don't spread the little girl's name, otherwise the little girl will no longer appear here." The dream girl behind the curtain regained her ethereal and gentle voice.

"Of course I know this. Please don't worry." Liu Shaoyun nodded and said, "I'll take this picture. Thank you for the gift. Shaoyun has no long body, which makes the girl laugh."

"It doesn't matter. Today, I'm the Lord and you are the guest. How can I receive the guest's gift?" The soothing sound of the piano sounded again.

There was footsteps on the stairs. The pendant came up with the tray, put the bowls and chopsticks in the tray on the table in front of Liu Shaoyun, and said, "Mr. Liu, this is the meal prepared for you by my young lady. Please take your time."

Liu Shaoyun's eyes fell on the rice bowl in front of him and was stunned. The food in front of you can never be described as rich. It's very cold. There is only a bowl of rice and two light vegetables. But it was this bowl of rice that really shocked him. Generally speaking, the maximum amount of rice in white rice is only about one minute, which is still cooked well. But in front of the bowl of rice, the grains of rice are about three minutes in size, and the grains are round, like a bowl of pearls there. This kind of food is unheard of, not to mention unprecedented. But smelling this fragrance is obviously the taste of rice, which is more fragrant than ordinary rice.

"Please forgive Mr. Liu for the rough tea and light rice." There is nothing unusual about the voice of the dream girl.

"This is the first time I've seen such a strange rice." Liu Shaoyun couldn't help saying, "What kind of rice is this?"

"This rice is Bailing rice. It should be the first time for you to see it, but today's peach blossom porridge is crushed with this rice."

"Oh?" Liu Shaoyun raised his eyebrows and said, "In this way, I have to try it."

After saying that, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of rice and sent it to his mouth.

The taste of the rice cooked by Bailing rice is absolutely unimaginable. Even if you have seen the deliciousness of peach blossom porridge, the pure Bailing rice still has its unique taste. A bowl of rice quickly bottomed out in Liu Shaoyun's devouring, and the two dishes did not move at all.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Liu Shaoyun found an important problem. It seems that he just ate badly. If Zhong Zicheng is at home with this super ugly guy, he won't care, but now in front of the beautiful woman, such rudeness is really against his image of Liu Dacaizi.

"Well, I've never had such a delicious meal." Liu Shaoyun's face was rarely hot and said, "I just made the girl laugh."

"It doesn't matter. When I first ate this rice, I didn't see anywhere better than you." The dream girl's voice was full of laughter and a little pride. She said, "This white spirit rice is created by heaven and earth, and it is a kind of magical white spirit rice. It is also the unique top rice of the owner here. Two years ago, when I first ate this rice, it was really hard to believe that there was such a magical rice in the world. I didn't want to eat any other rice at all. Gradually, I found that the magic of this kind of rice is that in addition to being absolutely invincible, it also has the effect of strengthening the body. In the past two years, I, who was originally weak and sick, have never had a disease. Today, Mr. Liu is my distinguished guest, and I will take out this magical rice to share with you. I hope Mr. Liu will like it.

"I like it, of course I like it. I never thought of such a delicious meal. Liu Shaoyun said with joy.

"It's just one thing. Regarding the existence of this kind of rice, please ask Mr. Liu to keep it a secret for me. The reason why the rice is smashed in today's peach blossom porridge is that I don't want people to see the true form of this rice."

"If you can eat this kind of rice every time you come, you can ask me to do anything." Liu Shaoyun readily promised.

When he came out of the small building, Liu Shaoyun was still recalling the delicious rice. Unexpectedly, he ate a bowl of rice without even eating the food. Even if the delicacies usually claim that there is nothing he has never eaten, this rice is indeed beyond his understanding. Between a bowl of top delicacies and a bowl of Bailing rice, he will not hesitate to choose rice, which was unimaginable in the past, but now there is no doubt.

After holding the picture scroll in his hand, a smile appeared at the corners of Liu Shaoyun's mouth. This dream girl's piano skills are extraordinary, and her painting skills are also quite good. Although the picture is slightly lacking because she can't be in person, the whole painting structure is complete and far-reaching, which is a rare masterpiece. In particular, her brush strokes are even more relaxed, delicate and round in the handling of details, and even he has to admire it. What surprised him more was that the small line of "If life is only for this purpose, the two are clear in this life" mentioned by the dream girl on the edge of his poem. Let's not talk about the meaning of this sentence, this small regular script alone makes him amazed. If this painting may be fake, this word can never be faked. What's more, he can see that the word and painting are definitely from the same person. As for the meaning of "if life is only for this, the two are clear in this life", he doesn't quite understand it. It seems that the dream girl wants to express a very obscure message, but he still can't understand it. If it is just literally, it means that if he insists on sending love to the mountains and rivers, then the past and present life are no longer important. In terms of words, he didn't feel any complaint or dissatisfaction, but he always felt that Miss Meng had something to say.

Back to the front yard, most of the guests have left, and only a few guests are still stuck in this warm courtyard, laughing with their favorite servant. Only Zhong Zicheng dominated a table and stared at him without squint.

"You finally figured it out. I thought you were going to stay in there until night." When Zhong Zicheng saw Liu Shaoyun, he quickly came forward and said, "Are you going home with me now, or will you continue to find your old boyfriend here?"

"Fuck you, where did I get a good match?" Liu Shaoyun hit him with a scroll and immediately came to his senses and carefully smoothed the scroll.

"What's good?" Zhong Zicheng immediately turned his attention to the picture scroll.

"A painting sent by Dream Girl." Liu Shaoyun hid the picture behind him indifferently and whispered, "Don't say anything. I want to be known by unintroubled people and cause trouble.

Zhong Zicheng was not stupid. He immediately understood and nodded and said, "Then let's go back. I ate three bowls of porridge today. It's really comfortable."

Speaking of this, Zhong Zicheng immediately frowned and said, "I ate the most today. However, this porridge is so delicious that it won't be greasy no matter how much you eat. And..." He mysteriously came to Liu Shaoyun's ear and said softly, "This porridge can also increase my strength. Now I feel that the strength on my arm is a little bigger."

"Oh?" Liu Shaoyun raised his eyebrows slightly and was a little surprised, but he was relieved when he thought of the bowl of pearl-like rice. There must be something extraordinary about extraordinary things, which is nothing strange in the first place.