One of the honey peaches was sour and sweet. When Orion Ning was lying on Tristan Zhang's lap and listening to him talk about his childhood, he stretched out his hand to pinch one from time to time. After a few rounds, he grabbed it and said, "No more?"
"No," Tristan Zhang fed him half of the cup and helped him sit up, "Drink some water, your tooth hurts carefully."
After all, he was a little greedy after eating dry food for two consecutive days. When he arrived in Zhoucheng, Tristan Zhang asked Xiaoman to send Orion Ning's luggage and belongings home, and he took him to have his teeth broken.
The two of them arrived at an old shop just after dinner. There were a few people sitting here and there, and their orders were served quickly.
The ancient people's diet paid attention to the coordination of water and fire, the matching of ingredients, and the complete five flavors. Although the two of them had not ordered a few dishes, Orion Ning already felt that there was a dazzling array of dishes.
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