Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

"Where is the most weird thing about this crazy young man, that is that this man is actually a singer." The man who mentioned the crazy young man said to his partner thiefly, as if the storyteller deliberately dangled his appetite.

　　 Aside, Du Ziyuan glanced at Yan Yun Songzi: "I'm talking about you writers in the Longying Kingdom, you should know that crazy young man."

　　 Yan Yun Songzi shook his chest and raised his head when he heard the words, and said, "It's right here, what's the point?"

　　 "Heh," this time it was Du Ziyuan's turn to laugh at her, "Do you have a little chick? What's crazy? Mad Ji."

　　 Hearing this, the pine nuts unexpectedly did not turn back with a poisonous tongue.

　　 At this time, the person who first mentioned Kuang Shao continued under the urging of his partner.

"Actually, I also listened to others. This crazy young man is one of the rare geeks in Long Ying country in recent years. It only needs to sing very well. After Long Ying country has made great achievements in the music industry, he actually transferred to the novel industry. I wrote a novel, and then it was a blockbuster in the novel world. The first work was rewarded with merit. From then on, it was out of control and soon became a national-level writer and singer in Longying Country."

　　 "Really!? Novels and singing, either are worthy of a lot of time and energy to study, how can he do it all by himself?"

　　 "Who knows? There are geniuses in this world. For example, you can't explain the seven stars and the moon."

　　 "Well, it seems that this time the Qifeng Festival, we are the foil again."

　　 "Don't be so depressed, think about it, as long as you enter the Qifeng Festival, it means that we are the top 00 novelists among the 0 billion people in these fourteen countries, which is enough to show off to future generations."

　　 "Also, if you work hard to make it into the top six, no matter how lucky you are, don't meet the writers of the Qifeng Kingdom, maybe even the front will have hope."

　　...

　　 "Hehe." Yan Yun Songzi sneered at the conversation between these guys.

　　Du Ziyuan also thinks they are too persuasive. There is no first and no second in literature, so how can writers of novels convince others? I lost my spirit before the war, what good things can I write?

　　 However, neither of them have the character of others who like to go to BB, and they still wait for the dishes to come up quietly.

　　The other hall only entertains people who participate in the Qifeng Festival. In addition to players from all walks of life, there are also people accompanying them, such as Lin Yufeng and Xiaojin, so they can also live in, so there are still a lot of people in the whole hall. However, the density is not so great when scattered over a whole mountain, so there are not many people in this tavern at present, only six tables.

　　 Du Ziyuan and the others were sitting on the corners, relatively inconspicuous, but when a plate of dishes was served up one after another, they still attracted the attention of the other five tables. Although people who can participate in the Qifeng Festival are generally not short of money, even the accompanying family members are not too poor, but it is definitely rare for a meal to be such an extravagant waste.

　　 "Playing lavishly? Isn't this person a farm turtle?"

　　 "The face I haven't seen, should it be the family members brought by which player."

　　 "Hehe, it's ridiculous that people who have never seen the world try to show off their wealth to find a sense of existence."

　　...

　　 Although these comments are small, Du Ziyuan and Yan Yun Songzi can hear them. It's just that they obviously don't care, and they don't say it in person.

　　 Du Ziyuan didn't bother to care what others thought, so he picked up the chopsticks and the bowl and tried the same thing.

　　 "Bah! It's unpalatable!"

　　 "Bah! It's unpalatable!"

　　 "Uh...it still tastes bad!"

　　 "Well, this is barely ok."

　　 "Bah! It's unpalatable!"

　　 "Huh! This is not bad!"

　　...

　　 He ordered a total of 30 dishes, and only three of them can be swallowed after the whole trial, plus the free tribute provided by the tavern.

　　 Du Ziyuan called Xiao Er again, and ordered three dishes he approved: "Except for these three dishes, all others are withdrawn."

"This..." This little second is actually the **** in the palace. He has seen all kinds of noble concubines with tricky tastes, but he has never seen such a picky one. He ordered 30 dishes in one breath, and he only ate three dishes. Is this too much money and no place to spend?

　　 But since the customer has requested, of course he has to do it.

Yan Yun pine nuts unbelievably tasted the dishes before they were removed, and then tasted the three dishes chosen by Du Ziyuan, and then his eyes widened: "You guys have such a tricky tongue! You want to be so good! Can the food satisfy you?"

　　 "It's okay," Du Ziyuan took a piece of Hericium and put it in his mouth, "I can barely eat it, but I lack some drinks."

　　 As he said, he called another little second, and asked, "Do you have any coconut wine from Changling country? You want a white font."

　　 Xiao Er smiled bitterly: "Guguan, that is court tribute wine. Except for Yeming City, it is extremely difficult to buy in other countries."

　　 "Okay," Du Ziyuan didn't force it, but instead said, "Then bring a portion of each of your drinks here, and I will pick and choose."

"Yes."

　　 After that Xiao Er went down, Yan Yun Songzi looked at him strangely: "You are actually the private cook of someone who participated in the Qifeng Festival."

　　 "I don't know how to cook," Du Ziyuan shook his head, "I'm just used to eating good things, I can't eat junk food."

　　 "Heh, what a big tone!" Although his words were not loud, they caused the people at the next table to be uncomfortable. UU reading www.uukanshu.com because they just feasted on the junk food in Du Ziyuan's mouth.

　　 can appear in this kind of place, even family members are not small people, they are somewhat temperamental. Du Ziyuan said this, it's strange that they can be happy.

　　 Du Ziyuan looked at the dishes on their table and understood the outline, then explained: "Well, don't be angry, I'm not targeting anyone, I mean everyone in the room is eating garbage."

　　 Hearing this, all the guests in the tavern suddenly looked over, and none of their eyes were polite.

　　 A few even scolded.

　　 "Whose family are you from? You can speak so unscrupulously, be careful not to cause trouble to your host!"

　　 "Boy! Don't apologize yet! Who do you think you are? What a big tone!"

　　 "I dare to say that the dishes made by Yu Chu are rubbish, I really don't know how high it is!"

　　...

　　 Yan Yun Songzi stared at him like an alien.

　　 "Why look at me like this?" Du Ziyuan was puzzled, "Don't fall in love with me, I am not interested in you."

　　 Yan Yun Songzi said: "Why do you have the face to say that I am a poisonous tongue?"

"do not you?"

　　 "No poison without you, no poison with you."

　　 "Where am I poisonous? Kindness is my greatest strength."

　　...

　　 You said a word to me, and ignored those guys at all, which aroused the unhappiness of those people even more.

　　 A person gave his personal guard a look, and the latter immediately came to Du Ziyuan and the others at the table, raising his hand to slap the table to intimidate.

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