This piece of sweet potato is so simple. It does not require a dish. It only needs to be salted and watered. There are more than a dozen steps alone, and it requires the assistance of various materials. After a lot of effort is made, various reasons must be considered.

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Even when it is placed on the plate, it must be presented in a good-looking shape, otherwise others will not have an appetite.

When did people’s demands become so high?

This sweet potato is as simple as putting it in the stove and roasting it for a while.

But, it's very true.

The more you package it, the more you lose yourself.

A bottle of ordinary wine is just ordinary wine, why should it be turned into royal liquid?

If you are yourself, why bother imitating others? If you package it too much, you will no longer be able to recognize yourself when you look back.

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Ye Xuan and Lin Zhimeng kept walking along this road. They needed a taxi. However, this road seemed to be against them. Waiting for a taxi was as difficult as heaven.

"Taxi!" Lin Zhimeng was wearing a mask, and his voice was still very pleasant.

The driver of the taxi parked the car on the side of the road, but unfortunately, there was a young couple sitting in the back seat of the taxi. This couple was so sweet and hugging each other.

I really don't want to separate.

Even if there was a driver in front of them, the two of them wanted to devour each other.

The young couple was very dissatisfied when the taxi stopped. The man just wanted to speak, but when he saw Lin Zhimeng, his words were blocked in his mouth.

Although Lin Zhimeng was wearing a mask, it was not difficult to deny that Lin Zhimeng's beautiful eyes were countless times stronger than the one he was hugging next to him.

It would be great if this woman's mask could be taken off.

"What are you looking at?" When the woman saw that the man hugging her was actually looking at another woman, she was so angry that her mouth was filled with smoke.

The driver smiled awkwardly and said, "You two also want to ride in the car? One person... or two people!"

"Two people!" Lin Zhimeng smiled.

"This -" the driver said: "You two have also seen that there is only one seat in this car, and you two will definitely not be able to fit in it, unless..."

"Unless what?" Lin Zhimeng asked.

"Unless you sit on her lap!" the driver said awkwardly.

Going out this late at night, I saw that the two of them seemed to be lovers, and it was not strange to see them doing some intimate gestures.

"--------"

"Are you two going to take a seat?" the driver said, "It's not easy to ride in a car this late at night!"

From his point of view, he really hopes that Lin Zhimeng and Ye Xuan can ride in his car and do some work at night, who doesn't want to earn more.

Lin Zhimeng said nothing.

"Don't sit down!" Ye Xuan shook his head.

Lin Zhimeng said nothing to save him face. If Lin Zhimeng said he would not sit down, even if it was in line with common sense, he would inevitably lose face.

How could it be possible for Lin Zhimeng to sit on his lap? The two had only known each other for a few days.

Simply, he just said it and gave himself a step down.

The taxi left.

Ye Xuan and Lin Zhimeng were both dumbfounded.

After waiting for a long time, a taxi didn't come.

Occasionally, a car would come with people still sitting in it, so the two of them could only keep walking along this road.

The two of them could only pray that if they walked forward for a while, a sunny avenue would appear.

If I didn't go to a place with few people like this, I'm afraid those crazy fans would desperately catch up with me.

A man with a mustache, who looked like an old and cunning Taoist priest in ancient times, was sitting on the side of the road. Sitting on his butt was a small chair. He was wearing unknown black clothes. He looked very old-fashioned, but he was also a bit mysterious.

Shinto said, this man with a mustache seems to be obsessed with his mustache. He touches it once, twice, or three times, and it still doesn't get tired of it.

Occasionally, I would hum a few words, which made me feel very comfortable.

When you see him, you will subconsciously think of a word.

A charlatan, the kind who cheats people out of food and drink.

There was a piece of cloth spread under his feet, with several words written on it.

"Forecasting, simple hexagram, five pieces per hexagram, complex hexagram, thirty pieces per hexagram, don't miss it if you pass by!" These words are written very roughly, but the writing is in calligraphy.

Ye Xuan and Lin Zhimeng passed by here and ignored them. Generally speaking, there are many such charlatans, and there are also many who cheat money under the guise of fortune telling.

But, when the two of them walked over.

The man with the mustache narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, "If you don't leave without a hexagram, you will be punished by God."

"------"

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth secretly.

This guy has a very venomous mouth.

I have seen something abominable, but I have never seen anything so abominable.

If you don't care about fortune-telling, just curse people?

What kind of quality is this?

However, if Ye Xuan was angered by such vulgar methods, half of Ye Xuan's life would have been in vain.

"How about counting it as a hexagram?" Lin Zhimeng said.

"Do you believe this?" Ye Xuan asked.

"I don't believe it!" Lin Zhimeng shook his head.

"Then why do you want him to tell fortunes?" Ye Xuan was a little confused.

"As we continue walking forward, we don't know when we will end. It's better to do some fortune-telling here. Maybe we can wait for a car later!" Lin Zhimeng said slowly.

Ye Xuan nodded.

Since Lin Zhimeng said so, he had no objection.

So, the two of them sat across from the man with the mustache. Opposite the man with the mustache were two small benches, which were just right for the two of them.

Zhao Wujia glanced at Ye Xuan, then at Lin Zhimeng, and said with a smile: "Young man, do you two want to calculate a simple hexagram or a complex hexagram?"

"It's a complicated hexagram!" Lin Zhimeng said.

Although she has never heard of fortune telling, there is such a thing as simple and complex fortune telling.

"Okay!" Zhao Wujia grinned and said, "Girl, can you tell me your name?"

"Lin Zhimeng!" Lin Zhimeng put on a mask and sunglasses, and blurted out the words as soon as the mask moved.

"Surname is Lin, name is Zhimeng?"

Zhao Wujia murmured to himself. He tutted: "The trees are more beautiful than the forest. The word "forest" highlights a vitality and is stubborn."

"Not bad!" Lin Zhimeng nodded.

This Zhao Wujia does have some moral principles. Although what he said was literal, he conveyed the essence of the word "Lin".

In fact, from the moment Zhao Wujia cursed them, they could guess that Zhao Wujia was definitely a liar.

But, there is no way to kill time.

"So, what about you?" Zhao Wujia asked again.

"Ye Xuan!"

"leaf--"

Zhao Wujia clicked his tongue twice and said: "Judging from the surname, there is one leaf and one forest. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the leaves and the forest, the forest is full of life, but your leaf is free and easy. The tree is not willing to keep you, so you can only fall.

ground!"

"What do you mean?" Ye Xuan was confused.

"You and the tree depend on each other for life, but the tree is not your root after all. Sooner or later you will fall to the ground, right!" Zhao Wujia said with a smile.

"-----" What Ye Xuan really wanted to say was, could it be that this guy gave the same answer to every person named Ye in the world.

"Know your dreams, know your dreams!"

Zhao Wujia glanced at Lin Zhimeng and said with a smile: "Girl, you are a stingy master. In the future, you must be more tolerant and don't be so petty."

"Stingy? Small-minded." Lin Zhimeng looked surprised.

It's thanks to her good temper, otherwise she would have lost her temper when she heard this.

"Hehe!" Zhao Wujia just smiled easily and did not answer.
To be continued...