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

Hu Liena looked at her.

"You ate quite a lot too."

Dugu Yan nodded.

"Ok.

"It's Chinese New Year, eat more."

Yan ate three plates of crispy pork, two plates of lotus root fritters, and one plate of eggplant fritters, and still wanted more.

Xie Yue stopped him.

"enough."

Yan looked at him.

"I'm not full yet."

Xie Yue looked at him.

You've eaten a lot.

My stomach can't take any more food.

Yan lowered his head.

"Ok."

Zhu Zhuqing ate a plate of crispy pork, half a plate of lotus root slices, and several spring rolls.

She ate very slowly, chewing each bite for a long time.

She had never eaten such delicious New Year's food before.

In the Star Luo Empire, the New Year's goods were all fried by the mother. There were only meatballs and fried dough twists, but no crispy pork, no lotus root fritters, and no eggplant fritters.

Qian Renxue ate a plate of crispy pork, several lotus root cakes, and a spring roll.

She put down her chopsticks and took a sip of tea.

"Ling Feng, are you still going to bomb next year?"

Ling Feng looked at her.

"fry."

Qian Renxue smiled.

"Then I'll eat it again next year."

Ling Feng nodded.

"it is good."

As evening fell, everyone packed up the remaining New Year's goods and took them home.

Jin Chen left happily, carrying a large bag of New Year's goods.

Ning Rongrong carried a small bag and followed behind Jin Chen.

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena each carried a bag and walked side by side.

Xie Yue and Yan each carried a bag and left one after the other.

Zhu Zhuqing stood at the door of the east wing, carrying a bag.

Chapter 262 Visiting the Market

"Sister Zhuqing".

Ning Rongrong ran over and handed her the bag in her hand.

"Here, take this bag."

Eat if you get hungry tonight.

Zhu Zhuqing took the bag, opened it, and saw that it contained crispy fried pork and lotus root slices.

"Rongrong, aren't you going to eat?"

Ning Rongrong smiled.

I ate a lot.

I'm not hungry anymore.

You eat.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes reddened.

"Thank you, Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong hugged her.

"You're welcome.

We are family.

Zhu Zhuqing returned to her room and placed the New Year's goods on the table.

She sat by the window, watching the snow outside.

The snow was still falling, swirling and fluttering, covering the entire Martial Soul in a blanket of silver.

Her left arm was still throbbing slightly, a lingering effect of the fusion of her soul and body.

She clenched her fist, the strength in her left arm giving her peace of mind.

She picked up a small piece of crispy pork and took a bite.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a rich five-spice flavor.

She recalled how Ling Feng fried the New Year's goods today; his movements were steady and skillful, unlike the first time he had done it.

She remembered Qian Renxue saying, "You can even fry New Year's goods," and Ling Feng replying, "I learned it from a book."

She remembered Ning Rongrong saying, "Brother Shengzi, where did you learn that from?" Ling Feng replied, "From a book."

She remembered Jin Chen saying, "Boss, you can fry New Year's goods too," to which Ling Feng replied, "No."

study".

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

After finishing the crispy pork, she picked up a lotus root sandwich.

The lotus root slices are crisp and tender, the meat filling is delicious, and the outer skin is crispy.

She remembered that when she was a child, her mother would also fry lotus root cakes.

My mother's fried lotus root slices weren't this big or this crispy, but they tasted great.

As she ate, tears started falling again.

She wiped away her tears and continued eating.

She wants to finish all these New Year's goods, and also finish eating the memories of the Star Luo Empire.

She wants to forget the past and start anew.

wake up.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes. There was snow outside the window, and moonlight shone in through the window screen.

She sat up, looked at the snow outside the window, and smiled slightly.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, we fry up New Year's treats.

She ate a lot today and was very happy.

She lay down and closed her eyes.

She slept soundly that night.

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year's chicken is slaughtered.

Before dawn, Zhu Zhuqing was awakened by the crowing of a rooster.

It wasn't just one chicken clucking, it was a whole flock of chickens clucking, one after another, as if they were having a competition to see who could shout the loudest.

She got out of bed, put on her cotton-padded coat, and opened the window.

A cold wind rushed in, and the roosters crowed even louder.

In the yard, the cook was catching a chicken. He chased a big red rooster all over the yard. The rooster flapped its wings, flew up and landed. The cook missed and fell to the ground, covered in snow.

Jin Chen stood under the corridor, laughing so hard he almost fell over.

"Uncle Chef, are you sure you can handle this? Do you need my help?"

The cook got up from the ground, brushed the snow off himself, and glared at Jin Chen.

"Need not.

"I've been catching chickens my whole life, and I still can't catch this one?"

He then pounced on the rooster.

The rooster nimbly dodged, and the cook missed again, falling headfirst into the snowdrift.

Jin Chen laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Uncle Chef, you should take a break."

"I'll do it!"

He rolled up his sleeves, jumped into the yard, and chased after the rooster.

He ran fast, but the rooster was even faster, darting around the yard. Jin Chen chased it for a long time but didn't even touch a single feather.

He stood in the middle of the yard, panting heavily, watching the rooster stand tall and proud in the snow, like a victorious general.

Ning Rongrong ran out of the kitchen, her face covered in flour, holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

"Brother Jin Chen, you can't even catch a chicken?"