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Chapter 106 The Yun Devil

In fact, Yun Lang has long been immune to what Sima talked about. This kind of posthumous common words, not only did he say, Changping, Dachangqiu, Zhang Tang, basically, the biggest difference is the tone of speech Different from language, as for the central meaning-no different.

He pays more attention to Sima Qian who eats.

Sima Qian ate very sweet, a pot of fatty cold meat was quickly eaten by him, and the jelly-like things inside were also eaten clean by him ...

In order to eat, he completely forgot that his father was talking about ideals with a cunning guy.

The delicious food makes people's souls live for nine days. Even after they have finished eating the meat, he still looks at the empty basin with nostalgia. Without saying a word, his body is still under the rule of taste buds.

So, Yun Lang handed over a large piece of soft cake ...

Sima Qian used the greatest will to cut half of the cake from the large cake and left it to his father. Then he was immersed in honey and fluffy chicken cake again.

He once thought he was a man with extremely strong willpower. Now, under the attack of gourmet food, he has been unable to break into the army.

The cake was gone, and a small bowl of fruit puree appeared in front of him again. Sima Qian felt that he had fought, but unfortunately the time of the fight was too short, and it almost made him see that he did not fight.

Yun Lang feeds Sima Qian to eat the same thing. Sima Tan naturally sees it, but he has no intention of blocking. While eating the food served by his son, he sighs secretly while watching his son immersed in the food.

When Yun Lang knocked on a mud block, revealing a steaming plump fat chicken, Sima Qian, who had already eaten a lot of food, still reached out to pick it up. I ate too much. "

Yun Lang nodded and handed the teapot a little whisper: "Take a sip of tea to make it greasy."

A cup of hot tea entered his stomach, and Sima Qian woke up dreamily, looking at the various food containers in front of him in disbelief. He couldn't believe it was something he had eaten by a person who always advocated simplicity and self-denial.

He fixed his gaze on his father, trying to get an accurate answer from his father.

Sima smiled bitterly and said: "Don't doubt it, you eat it."

Sima Qian raised his head and looked at Yun Lang, then lowered his head and arched his hand and said, "Let you see the joke."

Not to be dismissed, this is the upbringing of Sima Qian.

Yun Lang whispered when he looked at the food equipment in front of him: "I was very hungry for a year and passed a restaurant. There is a delicious noodle. Once the oil is poured, the taste becomes very thick ...

I really want to eat it, but I do n’t have any money. I stood at the door of the restaurant for an hour, and no one gave me something to eat. So, I took advantage of the store owner to make a bowl of noodles and set it on fire. Of woodpile ...

The fire ignited, and the owner went to the fire. I took the bowl of noodles and went home. The noodles were really delicious ... except that the wind was very strong that day and the fire burned half the street ...

No one knew that it was the fire I set on, so no one came to me, thinking that the boss of the restaurant accidentally caused a catastrophe, that the boss of the restaurant ended badly ...

Since then, I think that when a person is hungry, as long as we have the ability, we must give him a bowl of rice to eat, otherwise, God knows what will be caused by hunger. "

Sima Qian's eyes glared like bronze bells, and he looked at Yun Lang in surprise: "You have no guilt?"

Yun Lang said lightly on the blanket: "I was very hungry!"

"Hunger is not the reason why you did such a bad thing!" Sima Qian looked very angry.

Yun Lang rolled her eyes and said: "You actually reason with a child who is hungry to a certain degree?

At that time, for him, eating was the biggest truth in the world! "

Sima said helplessly: "This is the reason why you fed those women and children during the disaster in Guanzhong?"

Yun Lang stretched out a lazy waist and said, "Yeah, we are only humans after we are full. Hungry people are not human. At that time, it was the gastrointestinal tract that controlled his behavior, not the heart or other things.

Therefore, what I am in Shanmen Middle School is how to get food as soon as possible, and how to produce the most food with the shortest food.

The reason why you are invited to eat uncontrollably today is to tell you that before you learn to tell a thing, talk about your stomach.

Our biggest enemy is not the Huns, but the belly. Hunger may be the biggest punishment for mankind. "

Sima Qian patted his bulging belly and smiled bitterly: "So I am now a happy person?"

Yun Lang nodded and said: "People who can eat a full belly are happy people."

Sima Tan pointed to his son outside the prison and said, "Drink a little more tea, go out, walk slowly, and walk for a whole hour."

Sima Qian stood up hard, smiled at Yun Lang, and went out. The prison of the Han was very free. If it was not a recidivism, basically no one interfered with your freedom.

The emperor only carried out the strategy of drawing the ground into prison for those who had committed minor crimes, thus highlighting his martial arts skills.

"You tried to make friends with you, but you want to get involved in history books?"

Yun Lang shook his head firmly and writing history was definitely not a good job.

"But astronomy, astrology?"

Yun Lang froze for a moment and shook his head again. When it comes to understanding space, who can be better than him?

Do n’t look at Sima Tan who knows how to make star maps, how the sun, moon and stars operate, and can make calendars based on the sun or the moon. As long as they think that the earth under their feet is the center of the universe, they cannot surpass him at the macro level.

"Oh, the only thing that the Sima family is concerned about is the record and the astrology. In addition, the old man can't think of anything else in the Sima family that can cause the heroes like Sima to be so favored?"

Yun Lang stared blankly at the dark roof of the prison and smiled at himself, pointing to his head and talking to Sima: "If I said I was just watching Sima Qian very pleasing to the eyes, do you believe it?"

Sima said doubtfully: "Sounds weird."

Yun Lang rubbed his face fiercely with his hands and said: "I have a feeling of knowing Sima Qian for many years. This feeling is very real, just like we have been friends for many years, prompting me to want to be closer to him. some."

Sima Tan looked strangely at Yunlang and said, "It's really weird!"

Just glance at Sima Tan ’s weird gaze to know that he was wrong, and quickly explained: “I do n’t have the idea of ​​Long Yang. I generally do n’t like being too close to men, but simply think that we should be old friends. "

Sima Tan scratched his hair and said: "This is even more weird."

Yun Lang stalled: "There is no way to explain this."

Of course there is no way to explain this. He cannot always say that he understood Sima Qian through the "Shi Ji".

Now, this book does not even have a shadow, and speaking it out will only make Sima talk more doubtful.

A meal was very harmful to Sima Qian. He actually wandered outside the prison for half a day. Even after returning to the prison, he sat on the straw blanket and looked at the dark side of the small window doubtfully. sky.

Yun Lang was very worried that he would destroy the great "Historical Records" because of his own meal.

Fortunately, Sima Qian is a powerful person.

When the Yun family cook who came to Chang'an to cook for Yun Lang again delivered breakfast to the owner, UU read a book www. uukanshu.com He and his father were eating pancakes, millet porridge and fried eggs very easily this time.

Perhaps this time the food is more ordinary. He eats very elegant, but his movements are awkward. It can be seen that this time, he is really controlling his behavior. Perhaps, he has regarded eating as a practice.

All spiritual practice in the world is based on resisting temptation. It is the ultimate goal of spiritual practice to make one's own spirit pure and thorough. To give up the enjoyment of the flesh and reap pure spiritual enjoyment, this makes the practitioner become noble without knowing it.

All things of the Yun family take physical enjoyment as the ultimate goal. For these practitioners, the Yun family is the standard evil demon.

Yun Lang measured quietly. At this time, he did not know what it looked like in Sima Qian's heart. Perhaps he had long tail and pointed ears, and his skin was probably disgusting green ...

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