The dishes Nie Guangyi wanted to eat were a bit weird.

If it were an ordinary foodie.

Or you prefer pastries, seafood, soups, etc.

Or order deer, deer jerky, and croaker that are not very popular in modern times.

Thinking of this, Nie Guangyi was very unfortunate to find that he was hungry.

Apart from the coffee meal, he hadn't eaten yet.

So, today is the first time he was so old that he was so hungry?

Not easy!

Finally found a reasonable explanation - you can chat happily.

Wait a minute!

Shouldn’t we talk about the Emperor of Art in the Eternal Times now?

Why did you go to the food?

Nie Guangyi searched his heart and couldn't figure out whether he could become a strong competitor to the title of "the second foodie in history" if he traveled back.

It seems that there are not many records of Song Huizong's greed in historical materials.

At least it is not in Nie Guangyi's memory.

At most, a little eunuch around Song Huizong was very good at studying Song Huizong's preferences in eating.

As he studied, the little eunuch studied himself into an expert.

After Song Huizong was captured, the little eunuch opened a breakfast shop at the pier to make a living.

He accidentally invented Hula Soup.

To say a thousand words, Song Huizong in history was an artist without the label of foodie.

In terms of the label of foodie, looking at Chinese history, no one can be the right person of Dongpo Lai.

There are 66 famous dishes that have been passed down from the diligence of this foodie.

Why are you thinking far away again?

Is there any Hula soup if I am so hungry?

...

"My sister, when did you have such a tacit understanding with Uncle Yi?"

Zong Yi blinked his eyes too quickly, and his expression looked a little unnatural.

"This is not a tacit understanding between me and anyone, this is a tacit understanding between us and history."

Meng Xinzhi pursed her lips and explained: "History is warm. When you truly enter history, you will feel its thickness."

"My sister, aren't you a cultural relics and museums? Why do you say things like a philosopher who has been delayed by history?"

Zong Yi simply held his cheek and blinked his eyes, his expression meaningful and unreasonable.

"Why are you as exaggerated?"

Meng Xinzhi smiled a little embarrassedly.

This smile was not obvious, but Nie Guangyi saw it clearly.

He suddenly became less hungry.

There was only one sigh left in my mind - Xiang Yan smiled embarrassedly!

Without warning, Nie Guangyi unlocked a new skill for real interpretation of poetry.

What about allergies to classical?

Isn’t he the most unbearable to these things?

Nie Guangyi remembered his good brother Xuan Shi.

Xiao Shizi often speaks in a very literary way.

Even if he is such a good brother, Nie Guangyi will still be allergic to hearing this.

Listen once, scold once.

Now it was like taking anti-allergic drugs in advance, and there was no reaction at all.

It's really strange.

Nie Guangyi sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I should introduce you to Xuan Shi. You two must be very good at chatting. If you two have a chance, there will be nothing wrong with the coffin board."

Before Meng Xinzhi could react, the Zongyi exploded directly.

There is no longer any of the origins of home-school learning that just covered his mouth and lowered his voice.

"Muxi Muxi? Luya Harry? This uncle named Nie, are you urging shrimps?"

Whenever Zong Yi speaks in such a strange tone, it means she is really angry.

Would you rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage? Do you understand?

Why does the Aurora Studio have an aurora meaning? Do you understand?

Why do you only collect touching love stories and do you understand them?

This is simply challenging her bottom line.

Isn’t it just that the erhu sounds better?

What's so great about it?

If you are kind enough to make you pretend that you don’t see you crying, it will be a rebellion?

The little girl Zongyi was angry.

And it is a level that cannot be tolerated.

Meng Xinzhi knew his sister best and turned on the historical question-and-answer mode before the sect intention broke out.

"Xiaoyi, sister asks you, what is the name of noodles in the Song Dynasty?"

"Soup cake." Zong means almost conditioned reflex.

"Where is the dumplings? What is the name of dumplings in the Song Dynasty?"

"Wonton." Zong Yi realized that he was being taken wrongly and just wanted to go back, he heard a new question again.

"My sister is amazing. I'll give you another difficult one. The dumplings are called wontons. What's the wontons called?"

“Shouba.”

"Even a naughty word can't help my sister, so let's have another one you like the most."

Meng Xinzhi used his trump card: "Where is the hot pot? What is the name of hot pot? If you can tell it, my sister will treat you to you when you go back."

"Put, xia, offering."

Zongyi answered without hesitation every word.

"My sister wants to treat me to hot pot. Do I choose a restaurant and order food at will?"

Meng Xinzhi touched his head and killed him at the right time: "Is this still necessary?"

...

Back to Nie Guangyi.

After saying that, he was shocked.

For Nie Guangyi, it is mostly due to conditioned reflex.

After graduating from university, he arrived in Italy at about the same time as Xuan Shi.

He was to stay away from Professor Nie.

Xuan Shi went to Italy to find Cheng Nuo, who was learning to be a barista.

Make a special trip for one person.

Leaving your hometown without hesitation.

I gave up the company that college students most want to go to after graduation.

Xuan Shi arrived, but Cheng Nuo disappeared.

For eight years, no one was found.

Nie Guangyi also used this reason, and when he opened his mouth, he was either a coffin board or a coffin board.

As a brother, he always hoped that Xuan Shi could get out of this "bad fate" and live a little more energetic.

During the years when Italy and Xuanshi were "dependent on each other", Nie Guangyi would introduce his partner to Xuanshi whenever he had the opportunity.

Height, short, fat, thin, and all kinds of things.
To be continued...