Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

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 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 turning over 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 road trade road was completely banned by His Majesty, the bustling Qinnan City in the past has been a long time ago. Time is empty."

"In the past few days, there have been a lot of vendors and passers-by, 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 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 flames of war are over, listen to my advice, run, the farther you run, the better."

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 was sour, bitter and had a slight burnt taste. To describe it as unpalatable would be an understatement, it was 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 a second time.

With anticipation in his eyes, the old man asked cheerfully.

"How is it, young man? Does it taste good?"

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

This stuff... 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 meat every day?"

The old man who was over sixty years old 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, and his tone became 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?"