My Magic Age

Singer pursed his lips and squatted behind me, using a pair of small scissors to trim my hair neatly.

I was wearing a pair of bloomers of unknown material and a round-necked cardigan with a round neck. The cuffs of the two sleeves were very strange and looked like two trumpet flowers. Both the clothes and the trousers were very well made. I could finally take them off after wearing them for more than two years. Leather pants make your body feel extra light, and you can reach out and lift your feet very dexterously.

I stared blankly at myself in the copper mirror. My young face still looked like it did when I was a child, but it was not as fat as before, and my eyes were still a little bit small, like two black beans.

After cutting my hair, Singer loosened my hair, complimented himself with some imperial slang that he didn't understand, and then said to me with satisfaction: "This looks much better. I'm helping you change this leather jacket. It will be more comfortable to wear with a layer of lining inside!”

Sometimes women always become very emotional and lose their temper over an inexplicable thing. Or just like this, a trivial thing will adjust my feelings to the best. Inexplicable not only He took me to take a bath, gave me a set of clothes, and after giving me a haircut, he helped me change my leather clothes.

Maybe it's because well-behaved children are more sympathetic to women, or maybe it's because Fred and I know each other very well.

"Oh, thank you for the roasted chestnuts that day, they were delicious." Singer stood up and put the small silver scissors into the cabinet and said.

I looked down at the shoes on my feet. Now these muddy sheepskin boots looked even more awkward on my feet. I said helplessly: "It's nothing. I'll give it to you when I get the chance."

Singer came over with a smile, squatted in front of me and put a rag on her legs skillfully. She supported my feet very naturally and let me put one foot on her thigh covered with the rag. I found a brush in the small cabinet and carefully brushed my leather shoes. I was a little touched at this moment.

Her movements were very fast and very skillful. She said to me with a faint smile on her lips: "I will conjure a pair of clean shoes for you right away. These shoes are very beautifully made, but the owner doesn't take good care of them." . You have to maintain it with oil occasionally, otherwise it will become very hard after being stored for a long time.”

I blushed and saw that because she squatted down, the round-neck lace of her white shirt was no longer tightly attached to her neck, and a section of her delicate collarbone was exposed at the neckline.

Singer gives me the impression that she is a strong and charming woman with her own unique life. I think her income is much more than I imagined, and she is not like what I imagined before. An old woman with a romantic aura.

I couldn't figure it out for a while, why such a gentle, considerate, and generous woman would fall in love with Uncle Fred, and just covet the two dry coins on his body?

The hem of her long skirt is embroidered with some silver thread. She doesn't look like a lady who is short of money. I don't think she is greedy for her uncle's money.

——Beautiful dividing line——

When he returned to the kitchen, Uncle Fred was squatting in the corner and had almost cooked the meat skewers. The moment the cumin powder and chili powder were ignited by the charcoal, the whole kitchen could smell the strange and rich smell. fragrance.

Kuz was squatting aside and brushing sauce on the chicken wings. I walked over and motioned with my chin to Kuz to turn over some chicken legs on the other side of the barbecue net, and gestured with my hands to make a few cuts with a knife to make them more cooked.

Kurtz smiled innocently and patted his head to show that he had forgotten.

When he saw me coming back, Kurtz's expression seemed to relax. Uncle Fred looked up at me, his eyes lit up and he said with a big smile, "Hey! Our Jia looks very aristocratic when dressed up."

Singer leaned against the door of the kitchen, leaning on the door frame with one hand on his shoulder and looking at the busy people in the kitchen. He always had a gentle smile on his lips. He listened to Uncle Fred's teasing words and didn't answer. , just watching quietly.

For the main course of the dinner, I prepared barbecue, but that’s not all. In fact, in order to make this dinner more successful, Kuz and I spent most of the night thinking about it and spent a lot of time to make the dinner as enjoyable as possible. The big guys in the group felt that the dinner was indeed worth the money. This was not only for the precious wolf tooth, but Kuz also wanted to ask the dance company's tailor to help sew the guinea pig fur sleeping bags more beautifully. He couldn't do it without establishing a good relationship first.

On the long wooden table beside the kitchen table, exquisite white porcelain dishes have begun to be placed. The cook has divided the smoked herring we brought into the dishes. The arrangement is also very neat, even according to my instructions. The design puts a lily petal next to the plate, and the first drop of jujube sauce on the edge of the plate. Maybe the sour smoked fish is also good as an appetizer.

There were footsteps outside the kitchen again, and I heard a clear voice outside asking: "Sister Singh, Qiniang asked me to come and see when we can start eating?"

"Uh, wait a minute!" Singer turned around and looked at Kurtz. She needed Kurtz to give her an exact time.

Kuz stood up a little nervously, holding a brush dipped in sauce in his hand. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye nervously, and I made a subtle OK gesture to him. This is only for us. Only then did the two people understand the gesture, and then they took out a breath and said very loudly to Singer in the orc language: "It's time to serve!"

It was time for me to appear. Hey, I tidied up my clothes and followed Singer out of the kitchen. Before I left, I whispered to Kuz not to make the chicken wings too salty, because I saw him brushing the sauce a little too frequently. Kuz I would like to express my understanding and squeeze my hand hard before I leave to express encouragement.

Finally, under the leadership of Singer, I climbed to the second floor of the magic caravan.

There were women sitting on both sides of the three-meter-long indigo wood dining table. The table was made of a whole section of indigo wood, and then the bottom of the table was hollowed out, leaving only four thick table legs.

A magic lamp made of moonstone was lit on the silver wax stand of the wooden table. The light illuminated the entire restaurant very brightly. The moment I walked into the restaurant, my eyes were always attracted to the woman sitting at the table. Her beauty is so gorgeous, a pair of twinkling starry eyes emits a demon, a woman as beautiful as a fairy.

When I looked at her, my eyes could only be attracted by her eyes and could no longer look away to look at anything else.

At this time, when I stood in front of her, I couldn't even see her face clearly, only those eyes deeply frightened my heart.

It seemed like a century had passed. When beads of sweat appeared on the tip of my nose, her eyes finally changed when she looked at me. It was like the ice and snow melted, spring flowers bloomed, and the whole world came to life. , I finally let out a long breath. I couldn’t tell what was going on, but I knew that at that moment, I was completely trapped in her world and there was no way to get out.

The entire restaurant became extremely quiet at this moment, and Qiniang, who was sitting at the main seat, was stunned for a moment. No one spoke at this time, only everyone's breathing and heartbeats rippled in the air. At this time, a woman's clear and pure voice with a hint of charm sounded in the hall: "Come over here, child."

She woke me up from my sluggish state and made me feel a little ashamed that I had such a big embarrassment before the food was even served.

But I still walked by obediently, and then I saw clearly the third person in the dance troupe, Miss Qi. She was sitting on a chair carved from a single piece of indigo wood, wearing a palace-style low-cut dress. The long skirt reveals a large ivory-like white and exquisite collarbone and round shoulders. The neck as long as a swan is inlaid with a fiery red gem. I am very curious as to why it does not have any chains.

Her face is very delicate, her long burgundy hair is casually coiled on her head, her captivating blue eyes stare at me with curiosity, her bright red lips are as full as tempting cherries, and she opens her eyes lightly when speaking. Qinghe revealed his white teeth like shells, in a half-smile.

I followed the instructions and walked a little further, trying to keep myself awake. I felt that I was really embarrassed.

She looked at me expectantly, and I had no choice but to bring up the first dish of smoked herring, and began to introduce it in imperial dialect: "This is made from the big herring grown in the lakes of Xinghu Grassland and seasoned with secret ingredients." After being marinated for a day, it is smoked with pine wood and paired with jujube sauce. ”

I waved my hand, and the cooks began to put the smoked fish on the tray one by one.

"Wow! It's actually one for each person, but it's a pity that it's only a little bit."

“What a unique way to serve food.”

"I'm looking forward to it! I really want to know what it tastes like."

The women at the table were once again discussing, and the noise came like a tide.

I try to squeeze out as much as possible the things in my memory. Maybe one day those things will be like photos in the golden sea water. The longer they soak in, the blurr they become. In the end, only turbid colors are left mixed together. I can't tell what it is anymore. I don't know how the nobles of the Green Empire ate, but I do know how to order the dishes at the right time. This is just to match the meat and vegetables so that the diners don't feel too greasy.

Just like when I had to explode the taste buds of everyone at the table, I had to use smoked fish, smoked fish with jujube sauce.

Because the portions on each plate are small and each piece of fish is delicately cooked, everyone eats carefully.

The seventh girl first looked at the smoked fish on the plate for a while, then leaned over and smelled it a little. It was obvious that she was a very picky person, and she needed to judge whether it was good or bad before deciding whether to continue. Obviously this The piece of smoked fish was quite to her taste. She just raised her eyebrows slightly when she took the first bite, and then slowly and quietly ate the piece of smoked fish.

After finishing this bit of food, almost everyone was not full. The girls on both sides of the table began to raise their hands to signal the cook standing aside, and at the same time handed over the empty plate and shouted: "Can you give me another piece?" "

In fact, this tone was no longer a matter of yes or no, but a polite request to add a piece of smoked fish to her. It seems that when they usually eat, they need a cook waiting by the side, waiting to add food. The first person to speak will be followed by the second person, but the cook standing behind me looked back at Singer with a troubled expression. Singer was sitting at the dining table at this time, also holding a plate and tasting the unique style of smoked fish. , because she ate relatively late, so she hadn’t finished eating yet. Someone called for more smoked fish, but she didn't pay much attention, but when the cook looked over with hesitant eyes, she didn't know what was wrong.

Singer was probably the second most important person at the table after the Seventh Girl. She was the Seventh Girl's personal maid, and her status was much higher than the other dancers at the table. The Seventh Girl obviously had no intention of speaking, but just sat at the head of the table and savored the fish in her mouth, immersed in it. So Singer straightened his body, tried hard to swallow the last thing in his mouth, drank a sip of water, and then calmly asked the cook: "What's going on?"