Chapter 480: There are four ways to write fennel

Chapter 480 Warm Two Bowls Of Wine And Want A Stack Of Anise Beans
Illiya on the bed turned her head happily when she heard the door opening, but she saw a strange woman with purple hair.
"็ Hello Who are you?"
Facing Paqiuli, the young Illia was not timid, but stared at her with curious crimson pupils.
Illiya, who has lived in the castle for a long time and has never taken a step out of the barrier of Einzbern, her unsullied heart can't even produce a vigilant mood.
"Your father's friend."
The witch smiled and said softly.
"Cut heir?"
Iliya looked at Paqiuli in a daze, and then a pure smile appeared on her face.
The little girl put down the doll in her hand, jumped out of the bed happily, jumped in front of her in three steps and two steps, grabbed the hem of Paqiuli's skirt, and looked up at her, "Are you a friend of Keiji!? "
"Kirushi and Alice miss you so much, I'll pick you up."
"Really? Mom is here too!"
Ilia cheered happily.
Then she pursed her mouth again, folded her arms, turned around, and said angrily: "Huh! I don't want them, Kirishu and mother are out to play, leaving me here alone, I don't want them. !"
Paqiuli was amused, and turned around to leave, "That's it. Then I will tell Kirishu and Alice, Illya don't want to go there."
"Huh? Wait!"
Elia panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to catch Paqiuli.
"I didn't say I couldn't go."
Miss Witch squatted down, as if facing the camera, her head pressed against Ilia’s cheek.
"Come on, smile."
Click.
The chat room also has the ability to "save the phenomenon".
On the other side, Ye You received Paqiuli’s file, which was a picture in the same frame as Yiliya.
Considering that there were no digital products in the early 1990s, Ye You passed the image to Damengshen and asked her to develop the image as a photo.
Then Ye You looked at the local area monitored by the satellite again, where a woman with short hair, wrapped herself tightly with sunglasses and a scarf, walked into a cake shop.
"Heizhen, do you want cake?"
Fuyuki's "MONT-BLANC" cake shop is different from other places: the facade uses a large number of windows to display desserts, and the appearance of the shop is like a luxury boutique. The shop is very much like an old European dessert shop, with the elegance of time.
White-collar female students from wealthy families took a part-time job in the evening, and bought a stack of cakes for every four bills spent—this was ten years ago, and now it costs five bills per plate—as the early 1990s Japan’s economic bubble burst and entered the Heisei Great Depression. The prices of consumer goods in the
MONT-BLANC
cake shop between luxury goods and ordinary goods rose instead of falling.
The clerk was standing outside with extremely formulaic smiles on their faces. They held slogans in their hands: If they were willing to spend a large bill, they could buy a cup of Starbucks coffee or special drinks and make cakes. If you get more than a dozen bills, you can immediately open a VIP membership card.
But the current customers are probably not as generous as before. Only a few female students who don't know the price of cooking fumes can enter the private room with joy and laughter, asking for cakes, coffee, and enjoying them slowly.
Today, from the clerk to the manager, there is light.
Because they were fortunate enough to see the legend of the legendary city.
-"The expressionless mysterious woman who keeps swallowing sweets".
Take off the sunglasses and scarf, put them aside, the slender eyes give people a very cold temperament.
She has ordered dozens of Montblanc cakes, but there is still no trend to stop.
A clerk wanted to ask her "Is it necessary to open a membership? That would be more affordable", but was forced back by her cold breath and did not dare to talk.
It doesn't matter what kind of status the honey woman is, but she is very likely to create the store's sales for a week!
Ah, the urban legend is true, it's great.
The clerk was so excited that he went back to add vegetables today.
Jingle Bell.
Another customer came into the store, a man and a woman.
As soon as they came in, the leading man sat next to the mysterious woman.
Is it an illusion?
Was the obsessed woman trembling?
What does the clerk need to ask politely?
The man opened his mouth and said, "Warm two bowls of wine and a pile of fennel beans."
"what?"
The clerk who had been stunned was even more stunned.
Those who came today are all weirdos.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, two cups of coffee, one chocolate brown cake and one chestnut flavor."
The clerk left with a polite smile. Ye You raised his head and saw the enchanted woman immersed in her food, but she dared not take the cake next to her after she finished eating.
Ye You waited for a while, she didn't dare to move, she just sat in place like a petrified.
As a result, the smile on Ye You's face became more gentle, and he pushed the cake next to the mysterious woman to her, and asked sincerely: "Mi Wu, do you know that there are four ways to write fennel?"
--cold!
Why do you know my name?
The cold breath from the soles of the feet rushes straight to the back, making Mi Wu feel cold all over the body.
His words seemed to be transformed into a tangible quality, and he squeezed Mi Wu's heart fiercely, and a shadow of death suffocated Mi Wu.
He, he... Follower Berserker, recognized me?
How could he know it was me?
what happened?
what's the situation?
There is no need to think about the reasons. Mi Wu is now thinking about how to survive under his hands.
Do you want to attack?
Kei Si also said that modern weapons are ineffective against followers, and only the same followers can defeat them.
"do not worry."
Ye You said gently: "I have no ill will to you, to Eomiya Keiji, to Alice, and to Ilia."
Eimiya Kirisu?
Why did he know Eomiya Kiritugu?
Kiritsu Eomiya is the real master of Saber, but as part of the strategy, Alice pretends to be the master of Saber. He has been hiding in the dark, so there is no reason to be discovered.
Wait, and Illya?
Why did he know about Keiji's child?
Mi Wu's head was in confusion, and her thinking was about to be frozen by intense fear.
"After all, don't be nervous, I have no malice against you."
Mi Wu was stiff, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and the knuckles of the hands holding the spoon were slightly white.
Seeing her like this, Ye You knew that he probably frightened her.
After all, in the battle on Warehouse Street that night, Ye You stopped fighting, and the plasma cannon made everyone hold their breath.
"Calm down, come, I will teach you how to write fennel."
Ye You gave birth to a finger and drew on the table, "Look, that's it, the upper part is a cursive head, and the lower part is back."
Ye You stretched out four fingers again, "The most important thing is that there are four ways to write fennel, and each has its own historical choice. Life is the same. Different choices have different tracks. You have to choose Is it another way of writing life?"
Ye You smiled gently and pushed the photo of Paqiuli and Illiya to Mi Wu's face.