Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

  Chapter 222, did you recognize it?

  The old man raised his head, glanced at Si Luo lightly, and continued to lower his head to roast.

"There are many ways to eat delicious food in the world, each of which is different. This kind of food is called roasted fruit. It uses fire to evaporate the liquid inside, and then sprinkles it with seasoning. It is a rare delicacy in the world. You want a bunch of it son?"

  Si Luo's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

   "Then let's have a bunch, I also want to taste the taste of the fruit roasted by the fire!"

   "Okay, the guest wait a moment!"

  The old man nodded, lowered his head, and continued to concentrate on roasting the fruit.

   "Boss, it's not peaceful here recently, why do you continue to set up a stall?"

  The old man chatted with a smile while flipping the red fruit on the grill.

"Hehehe, young man, war money is the best way to make money. The more chaotic here is, the more money you can make. Ever since the sea trade road was completely banned by His Majesty, Qinnan City, which used to be bustling, has had a long period of time. Time is empty."

"In the past few days, a lot of vendors and passers-by have come here, and the business is full every day. Look, even the old man, I can't sell a bunch of roasted fruits on weekdays. I have already sold more than ten bunches today, hehe hehe…"

  Si Luo stared at the old man's hand, looked carefully and began to speak.

"Old man, this war money is not so easy to earn. After a few days of fighting, you may even lose your home. The two countries will definitely suffer heavy losses after the war. It is hard to say whether this city will exist behind. "

   "Before the war is over, listen to my advice, run, run as far as possible."

  The old man smiled faintly and said.

"Hey, young man, thank you for your reminder. It's just that I've been rooted here all my life. I'm old and clumsy. Where can I run? Hey, the world is so big that there is no place for my old man. It's..."

   Having said that, the old man handed her the baked fruit.

"take it."

  Si Luo reached out to take it, took a bite absent-mindedly, and almost spat it out.

   Vomit.

  How to describe this taste?

  It is sour, bitter and has a slight burnt taste. It is polite to describe it as unpalatable, it is hard to swallow.

   No wonder the old man’s business is so bad. After eating this stuff, there will never be repeat customers.

  Because people who have eaten it once will never want to eat it again.

  The old man asked cheerfully with anticipation in his eyes.

   "Young man, how is it? Does it taste good?"

  Under the old man's eager gaze, Si Luo chewed a few more times with a stiff expression.

  This thing...shouldn’t kill anyone, right?

  Si Luo controlled the expression on his face, resisting the urge to spit out the pulp, and swallowed it.

   Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at the old man with complicated eyes, and spoke against her will.

   "The taste is not bad~ If I am willing to take you in, will I be able to eat roasted fruit every day?"

  The old man in his sixties didn't seem to have expected that Si Luo would say this to himself after eating the roasted fruit, and he looked a little surprised.

  He stared at Si Luo, his tone became very serious: "Young man, don't make fun of the old man."

  Si Luo's face showed the lively and playful look of a young man, and he blinked lightly, "Old man, I'm not joking, think about it?"

  The cheeks on both sides of the old man twitched slightly, and a pair of cloudy eyes revealed a look of suspicion.

   "Did you...recognize it?"

  (end of this chapter)