Chapter 330: Food 800 Years Ago

In the presence of Huarong, the furniture city and the home appliance mall each dispatched several trucks to deliver the trophies of Lin Tianchu's crazy shopping to the designated address.

"I can't believe it!" Hua Rong sighed all the way, which made Lin Tianchu, who was driving, very curious: "Can't you think of anything?"

"I didn't expect that men would be more interested than women when they go shopping and go crazy. Tianchu, can you answer me a question?" Hua Rong asked eight hundred questions.

"Say it!" Lin Tianchu had a premonition that this problem should not sound good.

"You..." looked up and down at Lin Tianchu, paused and asked, "Is it really a man?"

Lin Tianchu was shocked by this problem. He was so scared that he stepped on the brakes and made a brush. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the road, otherwise a car accident would happen again.

"Yes." Lin Tianchu didn't know what kind of psychology he actually answered.

Hua Rong was a little disappointed, as if a man was more shopping and crazy than a woman, which was a heavy blow to her as a woman.

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After Lin Tianchu and Hua Rong returned home, the drivers and porters of several trucks were already waiting. Their faces showed strange eyes. Obviously, they were thinking, "Why is this big passenger so bold when swiping cards, but the place where he lives is so broken?"

In the end, these workers had to tell themselves that they were hidden in the city. This big customer surnamed Lin was a master outside the world, which was all a little self-comforting.

Isn't it? He is not older than them, but Lin Tianchu's achievements can be seen from swiping cards.

Lin Tianchu handed the matter to Huarong, who was also very sharp. After all, he was an art student and had a set of home furnishings. Under her command, the workers moved the furniture into the house, and then set up the household appliances and debugged them.

This new home is complete.

After sending those workers away, Lin Tianchu locked the car. In fact, if the car was stolen, he did not feel bad about the money, but he really liked the car, so he treated it specially.

"It's pretty good." As soon as he entered the new house, Lin Tianchu smiled and praised him. He lay on the newly bought sofa and looked so natural: "If it weren't for the smell of painting too heavy and not easy to volatilize, it would be better to paint."

"It's also good to paste wallpaper now!" Hua Rong said in a low voice.

The two sat together and talked to each other. Lin Tianchu found that the girl's conversation was very profound, and she had a set of insights on home decoration.

This has nothing to do with whether she is an art student or not. Her knowledge is not as vassal and elegant as ordinary middle-class petty bourgeoisie. She has a deep awareness of every theory of home decoration.

Whenever she talks about a small layout, she can give examples of metaphysics, ergonomics, and home psychology. Lin Tianchu began to doubt, is this girl really just from a well-off family?

"Tianchu, why do you look at me like this?" Hua Rong found that something was wrong with Lin Tianchu and asked after a pause.

Lin Tianchu smiled and did not answer.

"Oh? Are you hungry?" Hua Rong was a little embarrassed. What's wrong with this man? He suddenly didn't say anything and looked at him affectionately.

Obviously, Director Hua Rong read Lin Tianchu's admiring eyes. As for what she read, only she knew it.

"I'm not hungry." Lin Tianchu shook his head. Indeed, with her current cultivation, she can support for a few days and nights without eating or drinking. "But although I'm not hungry, I still have to eat this meal."

"Well, I'll do it." Hua Rong stood up and went to the kitchen to Zhang Luo.

For a moment, a fragrance came from the kitchen. Lin Tianchu smelled the fragrance. First, his index finger moved, and then... frowned: "What, like this?"

Eight hundred years ago, he and she once wandered in the wilderness under difficult conditions. With Lin Tianchu's skills, he hunted a wild boar. But he didn't know how to cook, he rotted after he got his prey.

It's also humiliating. Lin Tianchu, a Jianghu hero, actually doesn't know how to eat in the wilderness. It's really hard to believe it.

Fortunately, with her presence at that time, she showed her hand. From then on, even if the emperor's chef cooked delicious food for him, Lin Tianchu was still unmoved.

Her dishes are not the most delicious food in the world, but her unique internal skills are used to stimulate fire with internal strength, so that the dishes she cooks have a unique floral fragrance, and the fragrance... as free from vulgarity as peonies, as fresh as lotus duckweed...

Now, the fragrance of the food was accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, which made Lin Tianchu puzzled. In a ghost, he stood up, quietly walked to the kitchen, gently opened the door and walked in.

If he wants to hide the sound of his footsteps, it is absolutely impossible for Hua Rong to hear it, and the fact is that Hua Rong is turning his back to her, humming a tune and busy. The fire next to him is burning red, and he doesn't know what famous dishes he is making.

"Dong Dong..."

The sound of cutting the needle plate with a kitchen knife sounded. Lin Tianchu looked from afar and saw that the girl didn't know where to pick some wild flowers, and actually used wild flowers into the dishes.

"Is it me who is too careful?" Lin Tianchu was disappointed and quietly retreated. He didn't see it. Just after he retreated, Hua Rong looked back.

He was found?

There is no reason. Generally speaking, with his skills, Huarong is just an ordinary person. It is impossible for her to find his approach, unless...

There may only be two reasons. One is that Lin Tianchu is undefenseful of Huarong, so he just thinks that he hides well, but in fact it is not, and the second is...

"Tianchu, it's time to eat." The voice of Hua Rong came.

Lin Tianchu was thinking about what was on his mind. He didn't notice anything wrong. Huarong took out three dishes and one soup from the kitchen and put them on the table.

Lin Tianchu looked at the time. He just subconsciously looked at himself. He didn't realize that there was something wrong with making three dishes and one soup in fifteen minutes.

"Try my craft?" Hua Rong's smile was a little proud. Obviously, she had great confidence in her craftsmanship.

"Oh."

She picked up a piece of streaky pork and put it in her mouth, chewed it gently, and frowned again, and... the corners of her eyes unconsciously burst into tears.

"Uh?" Hua Rong was shocked when she saw Lin Tianchu's tears. She didn't know if she had done something wrong, but there was no reason. She just cooked three dishes and one soup. Is it possible that she did something wrong?

The tears in the corners of Lin Tianchu's eyes were uncontrollable and flowing. He knew the reason.

"Lin Shaoxia, people's tongue has a memory. Even if they are forgotten here, the tongue will remember it." Eight hundred years ago, in the forbidden palace, the chief chef said to Lin Tianchu with his left finger with only four fingers left.

At that time, Lin Tianchu understood the meaning of his words, but he disdained it, because he had never encountered such a mysterious thing: "Does the tongue also have memory? Isn't this ridiculous?"

Eight hundred years later, Lin Tianchu had to believe it, just because the taste he tasted today was exactly the same as the meal in the wilderness 800 years ago.

Although they all feed on pigs, 800 years ago, it was a shan pig with poor meat, but today it is an artificially raised domestic pig. Eight hundred years ago, there was no seasoning in the wilderness, and 800 years later, the ingredients were complete.

The conditions are so different, but he actually eats the same taste?

"It's okay, it's just that this dish makes me... think of a person!" Lin Tianchu muttered, picked up another piece of pork belly and put it in his mouth. As he ate, tears from the corners of his eyes flowed down.

"Oh, is that delicious?"

Hua Rong didn't know how to comfort Lin Tianchu. Her intuition told her that the person Lin Tianchu remembered must be a woman, and her status was absolutely not light in Lin Tianchu's heart.

"Delicious!" Lin Tianchu replied from the bottom of his heart, indeed, he will remember this taste all his life. Even if his head forgets it, his tongue will remember it for him. This is the most delicious food in the world.

"Delicacies are cooked by different people. Different people will have different feelings when they taste it. The food that can make people cry is only in the depths of memory, the food prepared for you!" The words of nine fingers rang in Lin Tianchu's mind.

Lin Tianchu is sure that he still has feelings for her 800 years ago, and she is absolutely moved by herself, but why did she betray herself?

The weapon she left did not explain the note in the weapon. Lin Tianchu was determined to solve the puzzle of 800 years ago. It's just that it's not easy to talk about.