Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

It was below zero.

Ling Feng stood up, walked to the copper basin, and bent down to wash his face.

He washed his face, dried it, threw the towel into the basin, and turned to look at her.

What day is it today?

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment.

"The 25th day of the twelfth lunar month."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Pickled garlic for Laba Festival".

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback.

She hadn't expected the Holy Son to know these things.

In the Star Luo Empire, there is also a custom of pickling garlic on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, but only ordinary people do it.

A great figure like the Holy Son wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

She nodded.

"Ah."

Ling Feng walked out of the room.

"Follow."

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him.

Ning Rongrong was already eating breakfast in the dining hall of the Offering Hall.

She wore a pink cotton-padded jacket today, with two pigtails, and her little face was rosy from the cold.

In front of her was a bowl of porridge, a small dish of side dishes, and an egg.

Seeing Ling Feng and Zhu Zhuqing approaching, she quickly stood up.

"Brother Shengzi, Sister Zhuqing, you've arrived! Please sit down and eat!"

Ling Feng sat down, and Zhu Zhuqing stood behind him.

Ning Rongrong looked at her.

"Sister Zhuqing, please sit down and eat too."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head.

“I am a maid, and I cannot dine at the same table as the Holy Son.”

Ning Rongrong tilted her head.

"Who said that? There is no such rule in the Hall of Offerings."

Please sit down.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't look at her.

"sit down."

Zhu Zhuqing sat down, picked up the bowl, and began to drink the porridge.

Jin Chen ran in from outside, holding a string of candied hawthorns in his hand and chewing on something in his mouth.

He plopped down next to Ning Rongrong and handed her the candied hawthorn.

"Rongrong, here you go."

I just bought it.

Ning Rongrong took the candied hawthorn and took a bite.

"So sweet! Thank you, Brother Jin Chen!"

Jin Chen grinned.

"You're welcome.

I passed by the market and saw someone selling candied hawthorns, so I bought a skewer.

Ning Rongrong looked at him.

"You won't eat it yourself?"

Jin Chen scratched his head.

I ate it.

I ate two skewers.

Ning Rongrong smiled.

"All you ever do is eat."

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena also arrived.

Dugu Yan was wearing a dark green cotton robe, her long dark green hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was holding a book in her hand.

Hu Liena was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, her long red hair was as flamboyant as flames, and she was holding a sugar figurine in her hand.

They sat down and began to eat.

Xie Yue and Yan also arrived.

Xie Yue was dressed in a black cotton robe and held two moon blades in his hands.

Yan was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and carrying a basket of garlic.

Yan placed the basket on the table and looked at everyone.

"Today we're pickling garlic for Laba Festival."

I bought garlic, who can help me peel it?

Jin Chen raised his hand.

"I'll peel it for you!"

Ning Rongrong also raised her hand.

"I'll help too!"

Dugu Yan put down her book.

"I'll help too."

Hu Liena put the sugar figurine away.

"I'll help too."

Xie Yue didn't speak, but picked up the garlic from the basket.

Everyone sat around the table and began peeling garlic.

Jin Chen was clumsy at peeling garlic; he couldn't get his fingernails into the garlic skin and was sweating profusely with frustration.

Ning Rongrong looked at him and smiled.

"Brother Jin Chen, don't you know how to peel garlic?"

Jin Chen scratched his head.

"I've never peeled it."

In the past, Grandpa would peel the leaves for Chinese New Year.

Ning Rongrong picked up a clove of garlic and taught him.

"Look, like this, just pat it first, and the garlic skin will loosen."

Then you peel it off.

Jin Chen tried it, and it was indeed much easier to peel.

He grinned.

"Rongrong, you're amazing!"

Ning Rongrong smiled.

"of course."

Zhu Zhuqing quietly peeled the garlic.

Her movements were quick and skillful.

Back in the Star Luo Empire, she would help her mother peel garlic every year on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month.

My mother said that for Laba garlic to be pickled well, the garlic cloves must be peeled cleanly without any damage.

Her fingers were very nimble; the garlic skin peeled off piece by piece, revealing the white garlic cloves.

Ling Feng also picked up a clove of garlic and began to peel it.

His movements were slow and meticulous, as if he were doing something delicate.

Jin Chen looked at him and smiled.

"Boss, you can peel garlic too?"

Ling Feng glanced at him.

"Won't.

study."

Jin Chen chuckled.

"Then you should learn from Rongrong."

She peels them quickly.

Ning Rongrong smiled smugly.