"Cake shop? What kind of bakery?" Nie Guangyi asked

"The cake shops of the Song Dynasty are our modern noodle shops. Pancakes are the general name for noodles in the Song Dynasty. Those with soup and water are called "soup cakes", and then there are oil cakes, Hu cakes, steamed cakes, sugar cakes... Anyway, there are all kinds of cakes.

All kinds of pasta." Meng Xinzhi did a little popular science.

"Isn't there something called noodles in "Tokyo Menghualu"? I remember there are raw mutton noodles, tung skin noodles, and yoroku noodles from Dafan Restaurant; there are also pork noodles and big noodles from Sichuan Restaurant; and Nanshi

The store’s: Tongpi cooked noodles, I want to try all of these.”

Nie Guangyi's mouth suddenly secreted a lot of saliva, and his stomach reminded him at this time that he hadn't eaten or drank since getting on the plane.

He wants to eat noodles now, and he only eats noodles from the Song Dynasty.

Large noodles, chicken noodles, tung skin noodles, pork and sheep noodles, fried salt-fried noodles, pork noodles with bamboo shoots, shrimp noodles with sublime ingredients...

"I'm not good at cooking. If you are interested in these things, you can ask my dad later." Meng Xinzhi smiled sweetly, "My dad is the best at studying the food in the classics."

"Really? Xiao Shizi, too." The more Nie Guangyi thought about it, the hungrier he got.

Son-in-law, study the delicacies in the classics together."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Nie Guangyi, who was overly normal, realized his problem.

He didn't understand what was happening to him.

He actually forgot that he was afraid of flying.

After so many years of flying, this was the first time he felt hungry on an airplane.

In the past few years, I have been under high stress, not to mention not eating or drinking for more than ten hours on the plane. After getting off the plane, I still had to relax for a long time.

"Is the Xiao Shizi you are talking about sister Cheng Nuo's boyfriend?" Meng Xinzhi asked.

"No, no, no, no, I'm talking about a chef. He's very good at cooking classical cuisine. I'll introduce him to you another day."

"Thank you, no need." Meng Xinzhi refused.

"Ah? Why?" Nie Guangyi had a guilty conscience and there was no silver in this place. "I'm really not talking about that little Shizi of Xuan Shi."

"It doesn't matter." Meng Xinzhi did not refute Nie Guangyi, but gave her own standards: "Ayi may like people who make delicious food for her. As for me, I probably only like people who resonate with me mentally.

Ever since I was little, I have never cared about food."

“Isn’t it true that people live just to eat?”

Nie Guangyi couldn't agree with Meng Xinzhi's statement: "The Ayi you mentioned is your sister, right? Then I should probably get together with her."

Nie Guangyi is probably really normal.

Otherwise, how could he be either seeking death or on the way to it?

"Ah, well, girl, don't get me wrong. I don't mean to offend your sister by saying this. She is still so young, right? I..."

This is wrong, say it again.

Nie Guangyi continued to make amends: "No, what I mean is that I have been a celibate for a long time, and I will definitely die alone..."

Meng Xinzhi raised her head and looked at Nie Guangyi quietly. With eyes that were not stained by a trace of dust, she blocked Nie Guangyi's unspoken "ultimate" explanation.

Nie Guangyi was speechless.

If shutting up can avoid embarrassment, he can selectively give up the language function.

"Are there any museums in Rome that are worth visiting?" Meng Xinzhi asked.

The girl who would never be embarrassed once again saved the overly normal Young Master Guangyi.

"Yes! Vatican Museum." Nie Guangyi started the introduction mode: "You know that the Vatican is a country located in the center of Rome, right? The Vatican Museum has therefore become the smallest national museum in the world."

[Floating comments]

In the last two chapters, the words used to describe Meng Xinzhi's appearance and temperament are all derived from Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu".

I secretly believe that "Luo Shen Fu" is the pinnacle of describing the beauty of women throughout the ages.

As elegant as a frightened giant, as graceful as a wandering dragon.

Every word, every expression is full of imagery.
Chapter completed!