All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Chapter 89 The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive.

After they were seated, Yin Zhiping asked, "I spent a few days in Jiaxing recently and ate a lot of delicious food. What would you like to eat?"

Huang Rong looked at him and said, "Then what recommendations do you have?"

Yin Zhiping said, "As for pastries, the meat-filled rice dumplings from Jiaxing are the best. I also like eight-treasure duck and braised tofu with water chestnuts."

Huang Rong's eyes sparkled, and she was wide awake when it came to food: "Then you're missing out! Jiaxing's fish sauce, drunken shrimp, crucian carp soup, and soy-marinated crab are all top-notch. Haven't you tried them?"

Yin Zhiping was stunned: "I've never eaten it before."

Huang Rong smiled and said, "There are also eight small bowls: shrimp, shrimp balls, crab meat, tendon, white fungus, lotus seeds, mushrooms, and spiced pigeon."

"Six Big Bowls: Crab Roe and Shark Fin Soup, Eight Treasure Duck, Fish Maw, Cold Mixed Turtle Skirt, Ham Stew, and Steamed Pork with Rice Flour."

Four types of soup: Shad soup, lotus seed soup —

She talked on and on, her little head bobbing as she spoke. Her hair was styled in a small bun, adorned with a jade hairpin, from which gold foil and pearls dangled, sparkling brightly. Most of her beautiful hair fell over her shoulders, gleaming with a lustrous sheen.

Yin Zhiping watched intently as her lips parted and opened, revealing her perfectly aligned teeth and a gentle smile that was unparalleled in her beauty.

Her eyes held seven parts cleverness and three parts innocence, a natural beauty that seemed to come naturally.

Especially her neck, which was as white and smooth as jade, with skin as radiant as snow, and her collarbone, as if carved by a knife, hidden under her clothes.

He was completely absorbed in watching it.

After speaking, Huang Rong cupped her chin in her hands and smiled, "How about it? So much delicious food, wouldn't you like to try some?"

Yin Zhiping said earnestly, "I definitely want to try it."

"Haha!" Huang Rong's eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "Then it's a deal, but it's your treat."

Yin Zhiping nodded and said, "Of course it's my treat."

Huang Rong clapped her hands and, when the waiter came over, ordered all the dishes. When there weren't enough tables, they put another table together. Her eyes were filled with joy.

Once the dishes were served, Yin Zhiping tasted them one by one, and they were indeed incredibly delicious.

He laughed and said, "It seems you have a unique perspective on food."

Huang Rong said proudly, "Of course! You treated me this time, and I'll treat you next time. I'll definitely make something even better than this."

Yin Zhiping asked, "Are you going to cook for me yourself?"

He thought to himself that he definitely had to try Huang Rong's cooking.

Huang Rong pursed her lips and pondered, "I'd like to, but I can't very well borrow someone else's inn's stove. Next time you come to my house, I'll cook for you."

"That would be wonderful," Yin Zhiping said with a smile. "However, I'm looking to buy a house in Jiaxing soon, so I might have a kitchen soon and be able to enjoy your cooking?"

Huang Rong's eyes flashed: "You're going to live in Jiaxing?"

"That's right."

Huang Rong smiled and said, "That would be even better. The environment in the Jiangnan water towns is wonderful. You definitely won't regret living here."

Yin Zhiping said, "Then why don't we go look for the house we want to buy after we finish eating?"

"Great idea!" Huang Rong immediately became interested. "I've studied feng shui, so just listen to me when the time comes."

"it is good."

The two ate, but neither of them was paying attention to the food. After a while, they only ate the tip of each dish.

At the dinner table, however, the topic of the Nine Yin Manual was never mentioned again.

Seeing that they had stopped eating, the waiter watched them for a while longer. When they got up, he approached and asked, "Gentlemen, would you like to go?"

Yin Zhiping had not yet spoken.

Huang Rong replied, "I won't pack it up; you can share it."

"Oh my!" the waiter exclaimed. "Wow, so many delicious dishes! We can't possibly enjoy them all. Why don't we take some for your families?"

Huang Rong's expression hardened: "No! He treated me to this meal, so it's mine. I can give it to whoever I want to eat it. I can give it to you, to beggars, to feed the dogs, or even throw it away, it doesn't matter. I just can't let him take it back and give it to other people."

The waiter became mute.

Yin Zhiping chuckled, took out some silver, and patted the waiter on the shoulder: "You two can decide how to divide it."

I won't pack it up.

Huang Rong was finally satisfied. A smile appeared on her lips as she hummed a little tune and went out.

Yin Zhiping followed behind, secretly amused.

Huang Rong walked along the road, her white dress swaying in the spring breeze, her clothes fluttering. She rested her head on her hands, her thin shoulders swaying gently, feeling carefree.

Then he asked, "Where are we going now?"

Yin Zhiping said, "There's a house in the north of the city that I'm planning to check out. Could you give me your opinion?"

Huang Rong said, "I'm not doing this for nothing, so you'd better think it over."

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "How much silver is it? I'll definitely ask you, sir, to take a look."

Huang Rong pouted and said, "I don't want your stinking money. There's something else I need you to do."

"What?"

Huang Rong replied, "Of course it's that 'Biographies of Swordsmen.' Have you finished writing the sixth volume yet? I'm eagerly waiting to see. There's been no news at all. Are you not going to write it anymore?"

Yin Zhiping was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

He thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be this.

Unexpectedly, even Huang Rong liked his book.

Yin Zhiping asked, "I've almost finished writing it. If you'd like to see it, I'll get it for you to look at first. However, I haven't revised it yet, so it might be a bit rough."

"Ha!" Huang Rong was overjoyed. She turned to look at Yin Zhiping, walked backwards, and exclaimed happily, "Then I'll be the first person to see Volume Six!"

No, you're the second one.

"Huh?" Huang Rong frowned slightly. "Then who was the first?"

Yin Zhiping said, "Of course it's me. Why are you suddenly so upset? Does it really matter who saw it first?"

Huang Rong blushed and turned away, changing the subject: "I just wanted to see the plot as soon as possible. By the way, what's wrong with you? Liu Ruyan clearly loved Xu Jingqing so much at the beginning, so why has she become the villain now, harming him and using him?"

She was angry. What a great character! She even said something like, "Of the eighty thousand words in the world, only the word 'love' hurts the most." It made her cry her eyes out late at night.

It turned out he was a scammer!

It's infuriating!

May that dog-like author die a horrible death!

Yin Zhiping said leisurely, "I've already laid the groundwork, so this turn of events isn't abrupt."

"No!" Huang Rong said, "It must be because your writing is bad. You've ruined such a good character. Have you run out of ideas and have to resort to this forced plot twist to create hype?"

Yin Zhiping sighed, "It is indeed my fault that I failed to make the readers understand the author's meaning."

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Huang Rong raised her slender eyebrows: "Tell me, why did you write it that way?"

Yin Zhiping stated frankly, "I just want the world to understand one principle."

"What's the reasoning behind that?"

"That is, most women like to lie, and the prettier the woman, the more likely she is to lie."

Huang Rong stopped, turned around, and glared at him: "Are you insulting me?"

"No."

"Then what you said is wrong. I have never lied to you."

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Yin Zhiping stopped and laughed, "Then recite another line from the first volume of the Nine Yin Manual for me?"