Witch for All 1994

"You, the runner-up, should at least give me a quarter of the credit."

…

This is what Jiang Han heard when he was sleeping soundly in the cat's nest and drowsily heard it after getting up.

Du Lingxuan, the kitten who takes the credit, said it.

So Jiang Han quickly hugged his tail and ran to the window sill with a tremble. He opened the curtains, looked at the sun, and estimated that it was still afternoon. Then he said to Du Lingxuan, who was wearing only a large T-shirt and shorts without any cold-proof clothes: "It's actually the afternoon. I thought it was the morning. You said such confusing things."

"Will it? No, will it?" Du Lingxuan said with a yawn.

"Yes." Jiang Han sat inside the furry chair. . .

"Meow!" Filia, the cat who was used as a chair, yelled and stared at her.

Jiang Han is very familiar with Mao Deng and knows how to coax these cats: "You are too fat. The cats treat you as a sofa."

"Meow!" Cat Filia exclaimed triumphantly, closed her eyes again, rested her head on her belly, and purred.

After sitting down, Jiang Han naturally ate the salad made of soft mashed potatoes and parsnips from Du Lingxuan's plate, with large pieces of smoked duck and salmon sprinkled on top. Coupled with a hot bowl of creamy mushroom puff pastry soup, Jiang Han felt that this was a delicacy specially made for him.

"It's delicious," she commented, "but it can be improved. For example, for the smoked duck meat, you can consider using some homemade ham or luncheon meat."

Ham and luncheon meat have a noble status in the world of witches, because the production methods are all "handmade". The witch's luncheon meat needs to select fatty pork as the base, and then add minced chicken and beef that are constantly fried. It is delicious; and the ham and sausage are made bit by bit by ourselves. There is absolutely no chance of frying all the miscellaneous things and stuffing them into a can and saying, "This is lunch meat."

This is a witch's delicacy.

"You act as if this bowl of lunch is yours." Du Lingxuan sighed.

"What's a cat's belongs to a cat." Jiang Han's calm words aroused the meows of agreement from the two chubby cats next to him who were secretly eating the dessert bag in front of Ovi, who was sleeping soundly.

Ovelia doesn't mind cats crowding around her when she sleeps.

You know, even the giant cat lamps of the Lady School are also giant cats. The characteristic of giant cats is that they don’t mind the kittens piled on them. Only occasionally when they need a cat space will they get rid of the kittens and hide in them. The space that only giant cats can enter is soundly sleeping.

"It's okay. Fortunately, I know your character and have another round of trouble..." Du Lingxuan said and suddenly froze.

Because the small freezer where she stored food had been opened, Cat Dora was wiping her mouth, patting her belly, and said proudly: "The cat smelled that there was something to eat! Let the cat use its belly to weigh..."

She squinted her eyes. After half a second, her cat ears stood up and trembled again. Then she took out the witch gold dollar from her furry pocket, counted 8.5 yuan and put it on the small refrigerator.

"Oh my god!"

Jiang Han heard Du Lingxuan scolding: "How does this cat know how much I paid for lunch?"

"There is a scale in the cat's belly..."

Jiang Han suppressed a smile.

The scales in the bellies of the giant cats are more accurate than the scales of a man named Jiang from Huang Ojiang. A cat with a five-yuan meal will never weigh out five or four-five yuan. This is the scale of the giant cats. Gold content!

…

No more lunch.

Du Lingxuan could only take Jiang Han out to buy food, and Jiang Han technically only ate half of the meal. After all, Xuan Maomao wanted to "eat back the rice from his own bowl" in the middle of the meal. How could this happen? Can?

Absolutely blasphemous!

"Another salad?"

The two of them put on the simple skirts they wore when going out, and slowly slipped out of the door. On the way Jiang Han asked what he wanted to eat.

"Salad? I'm a little hungry now. How about some pan-fried cod with black pepper sauce?" Du Lingxuan is a good eater, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a meaty state.

"You might as well get some thick-cut steak! Meow!"

Jiang Han said this, and at the same time asked curiously: "By the way, why did you say that I am the runner-up? Are you acquiescing that I am the runner-up?"

"if not?"

Du Lingxuan said: "Do you still want to win against Alice Van Delk?"

The cat was unhappy when he said this.

Jiang Han hugged her chest: "I may not be able to win her..."

When I spoke, I found that my voice was a little trembling, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

When she realized this, she became a little angry:

"I may not be playing Teacher Ji in the final!"

"Do you think Teacher Ji can pass this level?" Du Lingxuan started from a rational point of view, "Theoretically speaking, the possibility of Teacher Ji playing the finals is the same as your possibility of playing the finals. We have made the most unlikely thing in the world happen. It’s a bit unlikely that this happened twice in a row.”

It's rare that she said it a little tactfully, but there was no lack of yin and yang in it.

…

On the local snack street in Japan, there is a feeling of "popularity" that witches in every country are curious about. Even in some gourmet areas in Europe, there is no such kind of snack street culture where witches walk in every moment.

It's close to the food street near Jiang Han's house, but most of them also operate a [takeaway culture].

"Why don't we order takeout?" Jiang Han stepped aside cautiously and watched a crazy witch flying on a broom while doing MJ's mechanical dance.

She really didn't want to come out.

Because I saw a witch motorcycle shop selling motorcycles again. While driving on the street at a speed of 270/km, they were making crafts from the witch world on the motorcycle.

Magical to the extreme.

"Because there is no takeout here." Du Lingxuan told the cruel truth, "Maybe you are not used to it, but takeout is indeed a psychological industry that only started to emerge in our country. Although Europe has ideas for improvement, it is impossible for you to We require Japan, a place that still uses potatoes as servers, to embrace advanced culture so quickly, right?"

“Takeaway is crap.”

Jiang Han said.

"But you can also order takeout," Du Lingxuan said.

“But that doesn’t prevent it from reducing communication between people…”

"Come on." Du Lingxuan showed a surprised face, "You shouldn't ask, 'Oh, I'm Jiang Han, I'm glad to meet you, how are you?' during dinner, right?"

…

This is why Jiang Han admires Du Lingxuan.

This witch likes to start from reality and never deviates from reality.

"But I still want to say that Teacher Ji may not be able to enter the finals."

"I feel relieved when you say that, hehe." Du Lingxuan waved his hands indifferently, "Then you go and study how to beat Teacher Ji? Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely be ready to beat Alice Van Delk. prepare."

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