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"I, I'm grinding a needle." The old man looked up at Ning Rongrong, his eyes were full of kindness, and the speed of rubbing his hands gradually increased.

"Grinding needles?" After hearing this, Ning Rongrong stared at the stick in the old man's hand in astonishment, a little puzzled, how could such a jealous stick be ground into a needle?

"Old man, your stick is too jealous, it probably won't be as fine as a needle no matter how you grind it." Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, she felt that the old man's brain might not be very bright.

"How is it impossible? Although my stick is long and big, but with skill, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle... er, no, even an iron pestle can be ground into a needle!"

The old man looked at Ning Rongrong confidently and said:

"Children, this principle is actually the same as your young people's study. No matter what you study, you must be persistent and unwavering. Only in this way can you succeed!"

After talking about this set of principles.

The old man believes that such a deed that can inspire Li Taibai to become a poet, can't Ning Rongrong run 20 laps firmly?

Ning Rongrong looked at the old man dawdling there, his face really showed a thoughtful look.

"If even an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, isn't it really possible for a girl to be as hungry as a boy? It's terrible. I have to go to Notting City to eat something delicious, for example pawpaw."

Speaking of which.

Ning Rongrong bowed deeply to the old man.

"Grandpa, I was a little bit sorry for skipping class, but fortunately, I met you and wiped away the hesitation deep in my heart. Thank you!"

"???"

The old man looked at Ning Rongrong with question marks all over his head.

Such a fable with positive energy is misinterpreted by you?

There's something on your mind, little girl?

Although Night Breeze was not reconciled, he felt that with Ning Rongrong's current state, it was probably too late to say anything, so he put down the iron pestle in his hand, pushed the cart and left.

Ning Rongrong, who lost her psychological burden, continued to walk towards Notting City while humming cheerful songs.

Walked for a while.

Ning Rongrong suddenly smelled a very strong food aroma.

This made Ning Rongrong, who was already hungry, lose her spirits for a while.

Follow the taste.

Ning Rongrong found a middle-aged man with a refined figure, short brown hair, and black sunglasses on his face, pushing a small cart to make some kind of delicacy with a strong fragrance.

"Uncle, what are you doing? It smells delicious?" Ning Rongrong jumped forward and stood beside the man's car, looking at the delicacy he was making, couldn't help but salivate Live and swallow.

"This is called Qie Cake. It's a very special delicacy. You probably haven't seen it before."

The middle-aged man raised his head and smiled, the eyes in his eyes were very gentle, especially the bangs that looked very special, giving people a very peaceful feeling.

"Cut cake? It smells pretty good, it should be delicious, right? But it seems to be troublesome to make?"

Ning Rongrong stood in front of the middle-aged man's car, blinking his big bright eyes, watching the man in front of him making cakes in an orderly manner.

"Well, cut cake is a special snack made of various materials. Although the production process is complicated, it is rich in nutrition and tastes very good. Do you want to eat it? It is very expensive." The man said with a smile.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if it's expensive, as long as it tastes good, I never care about money." Ning Rongrong smiled indifferently.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is rich, quite rich, how could she be afraid of expensive cakes?

Just eat it!

"Okay, but this sliced ​​cake is not finished yet, if you want to eat it, you may have to wait patiently for a while." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Okay, no problem, it's worth the wait for the food."

Ning Rongrong seemed to be infected by the middle-aged man's smile, and her own smile became brighter, as if this man had a very special appeal.

"By the way, uncle, my name is Ning Rongrong, what's your name?" Ning Rongrong asked while sitting beside the middle-aged man's car.

"My name is Lan Ran, you can call me Uncle Lan." Lan Ran smiled, looking extremely sincere.

"Lanran? Uncle Lan? What a nice name." Ning Rongrong nodded with a smile, like a little girl, watching Lanran make this special cake for her.

have to say.

The cake-cutting process is indeed very complicated, and Ning Rongrong is looking forward to the process one after another. Although the cake has not been completely finished, the aroma that it emits already makes Ning Rongrong a little impatient.

After about an hour and a half.

Seeing that the cutting cake had begun to take shape, Aizen suddenly put down the tools in his hand and let out a long sigh.

"Oh, as expected, I couldn't hold on until the last moment, so I had to give up."

talking.

Aizen turned off the fire on the stove and put down the tools in his hand.

"Rongrong, I'm sorry, making cakes takes a lot of energy. If you're not in a good mood, then you don't need to make this cake." Lan Ran shook her head.

Looking at the disappointed Lan Ran, Ning Rongrong didn't blame him for wasting his time, but encouraged him solemnly:

"Uncle! What are you doing! You have been doing this for so long, if you give up now, your previous efforts will be destroyed.

Isn't the effort all in vain? You can't just give up halfway like this! Hold on! Persevere and let this delicacy be born! "

Hearing Ning Rongrong's heartfelt encouragement, Lan Ran looked at Ning Rongrong thoughtfully and said, "You are right, as the saying goes, half of the people who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, in fact, many things in life are In this way, when we want to give up, in fact, as long as we persist, we may be able to succeed.”

Aizen's voice fell.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face seemed to reveal a little enlightenment.

Although she didn't say anything, Aizen felt that she should understand.

Ever since.

Aizen picked up the tool again and completed the last step of making the cake.

"Okay, the sliced ​​cake is ready, you can eat it, I guarantee that you will never forget it after eating it." Lan Ran smiled lightly.

"Wow! It smells so good!" Ning Rongrong looked at the freshly baked cake in front of him excitedly, and said, "Look, uncle, it's because you persisted and didn't give up halfway. The cake is finished."

"Hehe, yes, this is the power of perseverance." Lan Ran pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose, picked up the shovel for cutting cakes, and asked, "Since you and I are so close, I can sell these cakes cheap You, you only need one gold soul coin to buy one or two, how much do you want?"

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