In the absence of the little slave, Chang'an sat in front of a delicate small stove. It was Huayi who saw that it was going to be cold and got a small stove here. Small stove is a good thing, can be carried into bed. Inside, it burns a special charcoal, which can be covered by a quilt without fumigating people. Smell it carefully, and there is a fragrance in it. It is said that it can be burned for two days and two nights in a row, unlike the pit of the stove in the house. If you put it out, you have to get up in the middle of the night and light it again. These things were sold by the wandering merchants, and the price was very high, and the charcoal fire inside was very precious. Hua Yi went into the room and watched helplessly at the rare and precious small stove, which was now put on the table by Chang'an, an unlucky child who could not tell the difference between good and bad, and cooked soup to drink. Chang'an saw him come in, did not even lift his head, still very intently peeling a clean taro egg fruit. The skin of the taro egg fruit had been carefully scraped off, and Chang'an used a knife no longer than his index finger. Slice the flesh of the taro egg fruit down, each knife down to cut off a uniform piece, as thin as a cicada's wing, his movement is not slow, taro egg fruit one by one from his hand down the seam, soon piled up a A plate. Hua Yi could not help but reach out and pinch a piece, but that piece was too thin, did not wait for him to pick up, he was accidentally crushed in the middle of the way. He couldn't help asking, "Is this for food?" Chang'an nodded his head. Everyone eats taro eggs and fruits by peeling them and throwing them into the pit of the stove. They fiddle with a poker a few times, take them out and sprinkle them with ry was weak, and after a long time, he could not see any difference. "What's wrong with you?" He asked worriedly. Chang'an's line of sight was forced to shift, but the knife seemed to be alive, shuttling between his fingers, the back of the knife rolled over his index finger and middle finger, and fell into the most inflexible four fingers and little finger of the human hand. Suddenly, the taro egg fruit turned on his palm, and in the blink of an eye it was scraped off three full circles of skin, at one go, not to mention the breakpoint, warehouse rack manufacturer , even a little turning stagnation could not be seen. Chang'an fluttered his head and threw Huayi's hand down. Then he rolled the eally sick in the womb, like a small paper figure, and could not take anything. Untouchable, others can not speak loudly next to him, otherwise the wind will blow him broken. Does it look anything like this picture of an animal? Huayi's lasciviousness made him really unable to bear it, and Chang'an made himself look like this, so he stretched out his hand, moved rudely, but gently wiped the ashes off Chang'an's face, feeling sorry for him. "I've lost the skin of a beautiful woman in vain," he thought. omracking.com