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Twirling Around Earth’s Minerals – a (short) Erik Killmonger Fanfic

Twirling Around Earth’s Minerals – a (short) Erik Killmonger Fanfic (w/ some slightly added smut lol)

Word Count: About 2,300 words.

TW: Slight inclinations of co-dependency, murder/killing trigger, mind games, mental illness and depression. Sexual undertones. Not outright smut…

Possibly one shot? Idk lol

Synopsis: It’d been a few days since you (the reader) and Erik had really spoken. You hadn’t been fighting, but you hadn’t been really ‘connected’ either. There’s a lot of unsaid words hanging in the air, and a bit of sexual tension. You decide to break the tension by talking about rocks and Earth’s Minerals. Yes…that’s right. Minerals found deep within the Earth’s surface. And your feelings about Erik…

I seen a post here a while ago on Tumblr about a writing prompt generator. One of them was “Your character is prone to hair-twiddling when bored.” I meant to write a descriptive exercise with Erik twirling his hair but it turned into some philosophical bullshit and an (attempt) at exploring his psyche and whoever chooses to be in a relationship with him. I shouldn’t even post this. This is in the same universe as my [other fic]. So basically following the canon BP storyline this is a few months (or maybe more) before he goes to London.

If anyone wants to send me writing prompts, please do. I don’t think I can do T’Challa (I can’t relate to him/kind of dislike his character), but I can definitely do Erik and/or M’Baku. If the character is complicated & “messy”, it is a go…

-Ramenfallsbutnotudon

(Writing music this time was just “Focus” by H.E.R. on repeat. Then “Hallucinations” by dvsn towards the end. Hence the slight sexual undertones…)

I don’t know why he does that…

Erik was sitting across from you beneath a window, the light catching in his hair. A deep reddish tint cast his dreads with light golden undertones. His baby hairs were unkempt and his hair was due to be re twisted soon. Erik sat listless; twiddling his locs absentmindedly – deep in thought about something that seemed far off. He was here physically, but his presence was nowhere to be found. It’s strange, isn’t it? How a living breathing human being could be less than a yard away from you, but you suddenly feel all alone.

He’d been moody all morning. He was always moody. Or maybe you had just been too cheerful these days. You liked looking at the way the light reflected off of his skin. It was a beautiful chestnut brown color when the sun shone on it. The shadows cast mahogany undertones. Or maybe Sienna would be a better way to describe it. He reminds me of minerals deep in the earth. Hard to find, but precious and valuable once they come to light. But the earth buried so many secrets. So many things that could take ions and innumerable centuries to recover. Darkness breeds secrets and harbors things only those in those circumstances would understand. That is Erik. That is how he is when he is like this. I don’t know if I am the crane pulling him from the dark place, or another lost gem hidden amongst the dirt. Something that was here all along but is treated as foreign and alien – yet prized for its beauty and uniqueness.

Erik was sprawled out sideways in a purple armchair. His legs dangled and danced over an arm rest anxiously. You thought the armchair was kind of gaudy but he said he was “feeling it” when he seen it online. It had a very wide back and looked like some shit you’d see out of The Jetsons.

Some futuristic shit.

On the flip side, maybe it looked a bit like the wicker chair from that iconic Huey P. Newton photograph that hung in Erik’s room for years. Erik had always been into photography and all that other artistic shit. He loved going to indie photo exhibitions wearing glasses with a coffee in his hand. He always choose a different small Black-Owned business to support each time. Of course though, he didn’t always return. Sometimes the coffee was just that shitty despite his need to support it. You tried them along with him. However, your tastes sometimes didn’t match. He liked bitter coffee with a tiny drop of sugar and hardly any milk or cream. You liked too much milk and cream and even sugar. Sometimes it was just like that, loving someone who purposefully drank bitter things. Someone who didn’t want sweet things all the time because he knew that life wasn’t always sweet.

You stand up and slowly saunter over to him. Not in a provocative way, but in an airy almost dreamlike state. You didn’t know why, but you always felt a bit nervous around him. He didn’t scare you or intimidate you. You knew he’d never harm you…he was just too damn unpredictable. Not in an “I-am-walking-on-eggshells-because-my-partner-is-a-loose-cannon” type of way, but an “I-want-him-to-open-up-to-me/don’t-spook-the-deer” type of way. Is that even a thing, “don’t spook the deer”? I don’t think people would even think he was a deer. They’d think he was the jaguar. After all, he does have golden fangs.

But it’s true – he is a bit of both. But how can one be the predator and prey? Can a person be two people at the same time – two shifting dynamics melding into one?

Maybe it is the issue of the outward appearance vs the inward self. Erik has this bravado about him – like he’s Robin Hood or the Hood’s Daddy or some shit but other times he just seems scared. Unsure of himself and his actions. I don’t even think he notices that sometimes when he’s trying to be guarded – he’s completely transparent.

You lower your body down and rest its weight on your hind legs. Crouching in front of Erik’s body you tenderly caress his leg.

“Erik?”

He shuddered before turning his head to acknowledge you. In one swoop he lifted both of his legs and rested them between your frame. His boots made a light thud as his feet touched the wooden floor.

You look up at him and slide to your knees. You felt like his eyes were looking right through you. They were dark, like newly formed chunks of obsidian after a volcanic eruption. His eyelids seemed heavy, like he’d been up all night. Thinking back, you weren’t even sure if he slept fully the entire night or just lay silently next to you so you wouldn’t worry. There were so many little things you seemed to miss about him, and others were as apparent as the day was long. But then again, even the days take a break in winter and let the darkness yield over. Erik seemed like winter and fall and you felt like the spring. You met in summer and since you were spring you could handle the temperatures of fall. But not winter. It was a bit too cold and dark for you but he seemed to thrive in it. He pursed his lips before letting a smile break over his face.

“Hey, Princess” he said in a husky voice.

“Princess? When did I get that upgrade?”

His smiled seemed to fade a bit. You only meant to tease him.

“It’s always been yours. Just because I never said it, doesn’t mean I never thought it.”

You rose to your feet and looked down at him. He followed your body up and gazed wistfully at your stature now towering over him. His eyes then traveled down past your breast and to your navel. He leaned in and let his forehead rest on your womb.

“Hey…” you started, unsure of how to start the conversation you’d been having in your head for the last half hour.

“Hmm?”

You felt the vibrations of his voice mix with the rhythms of your body. Your heart beat. You felt your palms start to get clammy.

On a seemingly queue, Erik reached for your hands and encircled his arms around your hips.

“I’m-I’m sweaty”

“I don’t care” his muffled voice indicated coolly.

You felt the weight of his head and the warmth of his body. It felt nice. Just standing here, in this moment. You looked around his apartment. The living room was a bit bare, but there was an abundance of natural light. You watched dust particles lightly dance in a breeze coming in from an open window. He didn’t seem to enjoy being alone at home much. He mainly stayed at your place often…that is when he wasn’t out of the country or “on a mission”.

Your head started to throb at that word. Mission. You hated when he left. But you understood that he needed to find closure, even if his way meant sometimes killing people.

Erik kills people, but I still love him. What type of person does that make me?

You hold onto his arms. The grip in his biceps are tense.

Does he expect me to let go?

You decide to move closer, your heart beating out of your chest. You slide down onto his lap and position yourself in the sideways manor he was initially sitting. He exhales deeply and shifts himself in the chair. You feel a growing bulge between his legs. You angle your bottom over it sideways and smile at him. He beams back at you before attempting to kiss you. You turn away and let his lips brush against your cheek instead. A confused look passes his face for an instant before he sags his shoulders and reclines back in the chair.

You instantly feel bad.

Back to square one now.

You shift in the chair again and you see him close his eyes. He inhales deeply; you rest your head on his shoulder.

“You teasing me today, huh?” he says in a gruff voice.

He sounded frustrated, but you didn’t feel like it was about that.

“No” you chime innocently, reaching a hand over his face to stroke his bristly beard. He needed a shave as well, he’d been in a mood the past three days and hadn’t really done much. Then again, you were on a five day old wash n go so you couldn’t really fault him there. Maybe both of you were in your feelings, and not talking about it had made things worse.

But despite the tension hanging in the air, it didn’t feel uncomfortable. It just felt like you were vibing on each other’s energy, waiting for the other to make the first move; Afraid of saying the wrong thing and creating an environment that takes a turn for the worst.

He closed his eyes and you reached your face down to his lips. His breathing stopped in anticipation for a kiss. You licked his lips like a cat and his eyes flung open before smiling.

“What was that?” he asked, now starting to giggle. His eyes lit up with a brightness that reminded you of metallic stones.

You put up a hand and curl it into a paw.

“Meow” you say while patting the paw across his chest.

Your eyes meet and you both burst into laughter. He wraps his arms around you and you kiss his forehead. He then leans up to kiss yours.

Maybe now.

“If we were stones, what type do you think we’d be?”

He holds your gaze for longer than usual, still smiling.

“Babe, sometimes you have some weird shit on your mind” he said before laughing again.

“Here I thought you were mad at me for some shit I couldn’t think of-“

“-I thought you were mad at me?”

The corner of his mouth twitched. He swallowed hard before trying to make himself smile again. He thought you didn’t notice, but you did. You pull away from him and he stiffens up. He readjusts himself to sit up straight, the swell in his pants semi-stiff.

“Erik” your voice begins to crack “what is going on with you lately?”

Erik looks away from you and over his right shoulder. He licks his lips. You felt him grow hard beneath you. You raised your eyebrow.

“So you noticed….I guess I have been acting out of pocket, huh?” he said in a clearly forced calm voice.

I guess he thought that was convincing. His breathing is uneven. Maybe I shouldn’t say anything.

He lifted his shirt up over his head and took it off. There were shadows cast on his scars. You also noticed that there was a fresh black and blue mark on his shoulder blade.

“Erik…when did…” you tried to begin but were at a loss for words. He always at least hinted at when something like this happened. You had no idea. Had he hid it from you? Were you not paying attention?

“It’s two, actually…” he let his voice trail off after looking at your horrified face.

His eyes looked distant. He lowered them and nodded his head as he looked at something far away on the floor. His brows were scrunched together. His nostrils were flared. You could feel his heart beating in his chest. Fluttering, like butterfly wings.

You breathe in.

“…you…” you look into his eyes and he looks away. You grab his face. “When-?” your voice sounded breathless.

“A few days ago” he affirmed nonchalantly. Erik began to pick at the lining in the chair.

How could he be so callous about this?

You wanted to ask details but decided that maybe you didn’t want to know. You lay your head back on his shoulder and kiss his neck. He wasn’t hard anymore. You were happy about that.

He didn’t disgust you, you just didn’t understand him sometimes. Or understand the secrets he harbored deep within himself. You weren’t afraid of his truths, but rather his lies. Lies were capable of doing more harm than any truth could. At least that had always been your experience.

He closed his eyes and let you kiss his neck. You started to use your tongue, leaving wet marks across his skin. He shifted in the chair and let out a stifled moan. You moved up to his collar bone and left marks with your teeth. He wraps his hands around your body and picks you up to push you against the nearest wall. You both smile and you laugh as he goes up your neck with his lips. They feel soft and springy across your body. Like they are soaking up any doubts you held deep in your heart. You looked at him and caught his eye before closing yours again. He seemed troubled. The image burned in your mind as he slid off your clothes while cradling you in his arms. You tried undoing his clothing. He slammed you back into the wall hard and broke off a kiss to ask if you were alright. You held his face and nodded yes. Slowly, he slipped inside of you.

Obsidian and Praseodymium. That’s what we’d be. One was born from volcanic eruptions, the other a rare mineral found in the Earth’s crust. One is used to make tools for cutting but is brittle. The other is only completely stable in water. It has to be submerged to survive. Maybe that’s why I like him so much. He was born in waters only I can thrive in.

Obsidian and Praseodymium.

A/N: About the slight co-dependency…I was trying to target emotionally destructive behavior. I added this in because I think Killmonger would definitely exhibit some of this in his personality. Like yeah he’s confident and swaggering and sexy but he wouldn’t be like that 24/7 – or when he was alone with his thoughts. Also…I don’t know him personally or whatever – but it seems like MBJ might have a bit of this in his personality as well. I basically searched through his entire Instagram because I had an idea for another fic, and some of his posts seem kind of…lonely? Especially that “lost files” shit from 2016 and then posts after Black Panther he seems like a totally different dude. No more videos, cutesy photos, photos with actual friends…Which is understandable but at the same time it’s kind of like…dude what happened? It’s a visible shift. Then the whole lowkey thottie thing and Saweetie’s song 23 that talks about how he was really hung up on their last conversation then fucked her brains out in broad daylight…speeding down the highway high and she said they could have fucking died…I mean again I will probably never meet that man but if he hides his personal life and shit like this can be interpreted by the low-key actions we do hear about him? Unless I’m just projecting Lol, I fucking could be…

Really been in my feelings lately and it won’t go away, so I may as well milk it until I return back to “normal”. I’m also trying to decide on the journey to the ending for the last smut piece I wanna write that has now turned from a one-shot to a trilogy in my head lmao.

I also referenced photos of him as killmonger and one photo with that coon Donald Glover at the Met GALA on his Instagram for tone descriptions. That one has some weird lighting but it’s in line with what I was imagining lol. I wish I was better at describing skin tones, or more confident with it I should say.

#erik killmonger #erik killmonger fic #killmonger fanfiction #killmonger fic #killmonger smut #erik killmonger smut #black panther #black panther fanfiction #erik stevens #bp fanfic #please know i cannot write happy stories if my life depended on it #so everything comes out grey and bittersweet #sorry #i guess #lol #if you think this has a happy ending then you haven't been paying attention quote lol #seriously though does anyone else feel that way about mbj?#*aaliyah voice* let me know

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Sanmao’s “Stories of the Sahara”, 《撒哈拉的故事》, 沙漠中的饭店 Restaurant in the desert, Tâm Anh translated.

My husband, very unfortunately is a foreigner. Using words like these to mention own husband, I sound apparently anti-foreigner, however apparently language and customs of countries have big differences; because of these, our marriage life indeed also has a great deal of unbridgeable gaps.

　At beginning when making decision to marry Jose, I clearly told him, we are not only from different countries, personalities are also different, if married in the future may quarrel, even fight. He replied: “I know your personality is not good, yet overall is a very kind person, quarrels or fights may occur, however we still need to get married.” Then, we after 7 years acquaintance, finally got married.

　 I am not a feminist, however I will never accept after marriage losing independent personality and spiritual freedom; therefore I again and again emphasized to Jose, after marriage I would still “do my own way”, otherwise we would not get married. To this, Jose said to me: “I indeed want you to ‘do your own way’, losing your personality and way of doing, then why I get married to you then!” Good! Words of great men, I was really relieved. Becoming wife of Jose, on language matters I surrendered to him. This poor foreigner, “人”[ meaning person ] and “入”[ meaning enter ] these two different Chinese characters I taught him how many times he still could not differentiate, I had no way but to speak his language, this matter I let it his way then. (However, in the future once having children, no matter what, children still have to learn Chinese, to this point he agreed. )

　No fiddle-faddle, now be a wife, the first thing is right on doing kitchen. I have always hated housework, but in cooking I am nonetheless very interested, how many onions, how much meat, once cooked become a dish, I very much enjoy this kind of art.

　My Mum in Taiwan, knowing I after getting married to Jose, because of his job, had to move to isolated wild Africa, was exceedingly heart-ached. However, because our little family income is all on Jose’s paycheck, I had no choice but to follow his job requirement, there was no leeway. After we got married and I started kitchen work, our family meals were all western dishes. Then air-packaged aid sent from home in Taiwan arrived, I received a great pile of vermicelli, sea-weeds, mushrooms, dried instant noodles, dried fried pork, all kinds of valuable ingredients, I was so glad, to add on female friends in Europe also sent canned soy sauce, my family-based “Chinese restaurant” is at no delay open, unfortunately customers there is only one who does not pay. (Later on, coming to our “restaurant”, there is, however, a long queue then! )

　To be true, with ingredients Mum sent to us, to open a “Chinese restaurant”, it is not sufficient, but fortunately Jose has never been to Taiwan, he looked on to this vigorously established “big kitchen” of mine, also started to have confidence in my cooking.

　The first course I made was “Vermicelli with chicken soup”.　

Jose comes home from work always high voice yelling: “Meal be quickly ready please, I am hungry to death now!” In love with him for so many years, now every time coming home knowing just to yell meal be ready, not even a look on this wife, no worry this “yellow faced old wife” role [*translator's note: 黄脸婆 “Yellow faced old wife”phrase is used to describe a woman who has married for a long time. The (face) color indicates that she has aged with the burden of housework. Someone says, in ancient China, to cover the aging face, women misuse the cosmetics with lead and make their face getting yellow. The elder, more yellow. It's a negative term. Husbands use this term to describe their wife as love is fading out. Wives complain the houseworks and the relationship by calling themselves as "黄脸婆"] I do so well. The first course I made Vermicelli with chicken soup, he tasted a little of the soup then asked: “Yí, what’s this? Chinese spaghetti?”

“Your mother-in-law from thousands of miles away sent you spaghetti? Not spaghetti.”

“What is that then? I want more, very delicious.”

　 I used chopsticks to pick up a thread of vermicelli saying: “This is, called ‘Rain’.”

　 “Rain?” He was puzzled.

　 Above I already said, I am a free-spirited married woman, words naturally come according to my state on a whim, “This, is springtime the very first rain, falling on mountain top, be frozen one by one, wombed and brewed well on the mountain then be brought down to mountain foot bundle by bundle, be sold with rice wine for drink, not easy to buy ah!”

　 Jose was still puzzled, looked at me, then looked to study “rain” in the bowl, then he said: “You are making fool of me?”

　 I did not remark on this. “You want more or not?”

　 He replied: “You are the Queen of boast, I want more.” From then on, he often ate “spring rain”, till today still does not know what it is made from. Sometimes I think Jose is so unsmart, because of this feel a little disappointed.

The second time we ate vermicelli was when I made Sichuan dish “ants climbing a tree”, that is vermicelli put in the pot stirred-fried, then sprinkled with minced pork and sauce.

Jose came home from work was always hungry; he chewed a mouthful of vermicelli then, “What is this? Looks like white woolen yarn, also looks like plastic thread?”

　“Both are not right, it is a kind of nylon fishing line you know, Chinese people has processed it to make it white and smooth.” I replied.

　 He again ate a mouthful of it, then smiled, saying: “Really, so many weird names, if we indeed open a restaurant, this dish can make big money, darling!” That day he ate a lot of nylon processed white lines.

　The third time we ate vermicelli was when I made Chinese north-eastern region traditional “Chive pocket cake”, which is in fact fried pie, inside filled with vermicelli, spinach, and minced meat.

　 He said: “This little cake, inside you put sand-fish wings, right? I heard this kind of thing is very expensive, no wonder you put just a little.” I fell in big laughter. “Later this very expensive sand-fish wing, we should ask Mum not to buy, I should send her thank-you letter.”

I replied to him in big laughter: “Quick, you go write to her, I will translate your letter, haha!”

　　There was one day he came home from work early, I took the chance he forgot having seen Chinese pork jerky (Bak Kwa), quickly hid the pork jerky away, and then took it out using scissors to cut into square pieces, put these into a pot, then hid the pot in the blanket. Right that day he had a blocked nose, when going to sleep he needed the woolen blanket, I in a moment forgot this hidden precious pot of mine, was lying at one side, feeling at ease reading Chapter 1000 of the “Water Margin” a Chinese classic novel.

　 He was lying on bed, in hands was the pot, he looked then looked to study it, I raised my head, so bad, he found out this“King Solomon’s treasure”of mine, I quickly grasped the pot from his hands, saying: “This is not for you to eat, is medicine, is Chinese medicine.”

　“My nose is blocked, right on I should take Chinese medicine.” He put a handful of it to his mouth, I was tempered, but could not ask him to spit out, just had to stop voice. “So sweet, what is this?”

　 I unhappily replied to him: “Throat lozenge, to give coughing person to smooth the throat.”

　“Throat lozenge made from meat? I am fooled?”

　The following day waking up, I found he had taken a big half of the pot to give away to colleagues; from that day on, whenever his colleagues saw me, all of them then pretended to cough so to cheat for my Chinese “medicine” pork jerky, not exclusively non-eating-pork Muslim ones do. (Later on I did not give these to our Muslim friends, otherwise that would be lack of moral respect.)

Anyway husband and wife marriage life is always around eating, other time busy is with earning money for eating, was indeed not very interesting. One day I made rice rolls, which is Japanese sushi, using sea-weeds to wrap rice, inside I also added on some pork floss.

　Jose this time rejected to eat. “What, you give me to eat printed blue paper, carbon paper?”

　I slowly asked him, “You really do not want to eat?”

　“Not eat, not eat.”

　 Good, I overjoyed, ate a great pile of sushi.

　“Open your mouth, let me see?”, he commanded.

　“See, there is no blue colour, I used the reversed face of the carbon paper, it could not dye on my mouth.” Anyway often bluffing, I often in that way to make fun.

　"You are the Queen of boast, true then untrue, really hateful, to tell the truth, what is it?”

　“You totally do not know China, I am quite disappointed about my husband.” I replied to him, again ate my sushi.

　He was tempered, use chopstick clipped then clipped one, on the face full of tragically determined expression like a hero heading to battle field, chewed for quite a while, then spitted out, “It is, is sea-weed.”

　I jumped up in delight: “Yes, yes, you are so smart!” Was again about to jump, got from him a pat on the head.

Chinese stuffs we then have quickly eaten up, my “Chinese restaurant” also could not make out any more dishes, Western dishes were again back on table. Jose came home from work, surprisingly seeing I was making beef steak, very unexpectedly, but happily, he called: “Half a life already. Also have french-fries? “So I got him eat beef steak for three days, then he seemed to lose appetite, a small bite not eat.

　“Is it that you are tired by work? Do you want to go to sleep for a while then again up to eat?” This “yellow faced old hateful wife” is sometimes tender.

　“Not ill, it is that I do not eat well.”

　Hearing this I jumped up. “Do not eat well? Do not eat well? Do you know how expensive is beef steak?”

　“Not that, wife, I want to eat ‘rain’, still the dishes sent from your mum are the best.”

"All right, Chinese restaurant will be open twice per week, how do you think? You want how often the ‘rain’ to fall?"

　One day Jose came back home saying to me: “Well done, today my big boss asked me to come.”

　“To give you a pay rise?” My eyes were lighted.

“No”

　I grasped him, scratched on his skin. “No? You are fired? My God, we…”

　“Don’t grasp me, you are so nervous, you please listen, my big boss said, in our company everyone has been invited to our home for meal, only him and his wife were not invited, he was awaiting you to invite him to have Chinese cuisine.”

　“Your big boss wants me to prepare dishes? Not do, not do, not invite him, inviting your colleagues I am happy to, inviting boss it is unavoidably awkward, person like me, again need to talk a bit in formal way, you know, I…” I still wanted to loudly tell him about Chinese so-called spirit, again could not explain clearly, again seeing Jose’s facial expression, this ‘spirit’ word is better kept not spelt out!

　The following day he asked me, “Hey, do we have bamboo shoots?”

　“We have these so many chopsticks, aren’t they bamboo shoots?”

　He gazed at me. “My big boss said he wants to eat bamboo shoots slices stirred with mushroom.” Darling, this big boss is really one who has seen the world, could not underestimate him a foreigner.

“Good, tomorrow evening please invite him and wife to dinner, no problem, he wants bamboo shoots bamboo can be grown.”

　Jose affectionately looked at me, since our marriage this was the first time he looked at me like a lover such a way, this made me quite flattered, only that day my hair was messy, make-up was terribly like a ghost.

　　The following evening, I firstly made well three courses, also kept slow fire, arranged table with candles, covered table with white colour table-cloth, added on a red table-runner, everything was extra-ordinarily gorgeous. That meal both the guests and hosts were very delighted, not only the dishes were delicious in all aspects colour, smell and taste, I this wife and host also had make-up neatly, was even wearing long dress.

After the meal, Jose’s boss and wife when leaving for home, still especially said to me: “If in the future our Public Affairs Department has vacancy, hope that you can come to work with us, be a part of our company.” My eyes were lighted. This all thanks to the “Bamboo shoots slices stirred with mushroom”.

　Sending off the boss, it was already late at night, I quickly changed from long dress to jeans, hair tied up with rubber band, did the dish-washing, back to my Cinderella nature. Jose was very happy, asked me from behind, “Hey, this bamboo shoots slices stirred with mushroom was really delicious, where did you find bamboo shoots?”

　 I did not stop washing dishes, asked him: “Which bamboo shoots?”

“The bamboo shoots we had this evening!”

I burst into laughter: “Oh, you are saying that cucumber stirred with mushroom?”

　“What, you, you, you fool me that's fine, even dare to fool my boss?”

　“I did not fool him, this was his whole life the best one time eating delicate bamboo shoots slices stirred with mushroom, this remark was he himself made.”

　　Jose held me in his arms, dish washing soap and water all shed on his beard, he said: “Long live, long live, you are that smart monkey, that monkey king who has 72 magical tricks, called… called… what is his name then…”

I patted on his head, “called Monkey King The Great, Sun Wu Kong (*translator's note: Monkey King Sun Wu Kong is a protagonist in Chinese classic novel Journey To The West authored by Wu Cheng'en, is by legend a very smart monkey transformed from a special stone after thousands of years, who has learnt to marvel 72 magical tricks, entitled Monkey King then later on named as Sun Wu Kong who then helped to escort Táng dynasty Táng Xuan Zhuang master monk overcoming numerous challenges on a long journey from China to the west, successfully obtained Buhdism valuable books from Buhdism cradle India transferred to China, then popularised Buhdism religion in China.) This time you could not again forget then.”

[ End of story ]

Images below: Chinese dishes mentioned in Sanmao's story above. Sourced: internet various webpages.

粉丝煮鸡汤 Vermicelli with chicken soup

蚂蚁上树 Ants climbing a tree

合子饼 Chive pocket cake

猪肉干 Pork jerky (bak kwa)

笋片炒冬菇 Bamboo shoots slices stirred with mushroom

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Tangoing among bandits, gangs, hookers, con artist, politicians and entrepreneurs. In here, now not only the outlaws but also the lawman can sell you out for a fistful of coin. Money, ladies, guns and gangs, you can earn all of them in this wild West Game, handiest if you have what it takes to be a true westerner. This checklist brings collectively the methods you need to observe to make sure your app is released efficiently. The responsibilities are numbered to offer you an concept of the ordinary series in which they might be actioned. However, you could manage the obligations in any collection that works for you and bypass steps as appropriate. Study the monetization alternatives available on google play and integrate them right into a method that maximizes your app's sales. Promote digital content for your apps, whether in-app products or subscriptions. Come and go to the saloon to your city - your old buddy madam rose will be ready to play playing cards games with you. Attempt your good fortune and pick out the most important card for terrific rewards! It's time to chase for a few chills and thrills! The duel backyard is where you could fight against your enemies' minions! Show your high-quality marksmanship; show you're the most powerful in the wild west! The wild west is in turmoil, and the refugees are anywhere. Show your mercy and shield the refugees near your metropolis. How is hero insight used to up the sills of your hero's i cannot discover a way to use them i have 10 hero insights too. Hi all how am i able to unencumber a new a brand new sheriff please without spending £ninety nine thanks and wish you all nicely is it possible to delete dead cowboys, as opposed to resurrect them in the monument. We have a few bullies who love tile-hitting, so i've yet to have any wounded visit health facility - they just die and visit the monument. This is to say, bosses of different states will get right of entry to to this new function in one of a kind time intervals. You may get stated while it's available. * unfastened rally slot release in ava & legion battle. Inside the ava and legion battlefield, all rally slots are mechanically unlocked for rally conflict towards battlefield buildings & ruffians hideout. Which means, there is no need to unlock these slots with value of Golds anymore! In that case, the ghost metropolis battlefield might be your best destination - it's risky, mysteriou, and...full of sudden treasures! One gives extraordinary territory boosts or help keep and shield your resources, while the alternative offers abundant assets for alliance members! * participate within the present day series of alliance subject matter occasions to win more rewards. Coming soon! Restricted time handiest. ** introducing the emblem-new hero device with amazing new buffs and talents. You could train them, sell them to unlock better attributes and talents. Every new hero has their very precise attributes and competencies which offers you the benefit in phrases of development, manufacturing & fight. Properly game,you will enjoy it! Ensure you attempt it to day !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Like most video games of this kind, it's your construct and conquer type sport. The sport is truthful for everybody and you can use approach to get ahead. Disclosure: apprview.com is not affiliated in any way together with improvement, production, control, advertising and marketing, design, or otherwise with any ios app. Apprview.com can be paid for any app purchases made by using customers of our website. Yeehaw! I don't know about you, but the launch of purple lifeless redemption 2 is still clean as a daisy in my mind and that i explored a fair few miles of mountains and wild u . S . On the weekend (digitally). So those are the primary West Game tips for the novices. If you have extra hints to proportion, experience free to remark under! For greater updates, sport information, game guides, new game releases, and indicators - like us on facebook - mrguider, observe us on twitter - @techhuntr. Test out - pinnacle new android games these days. Have you any pointers? Post right here how do i increase my backpack to carry greater. I have searched everywhere. No hints...no hints....however says increase backpack!!! Lacking something here what's the exceptional combination of economic buildings and also numbers of hospitals, barracks and cabins where is the decision makeing game play? Use google play games signal-in to present players smooth access to their achievements and leaderboard profiles. Use the safetynet libraries to protect your game against device tampering, bad urls, potentially harmful apps, and fake users. With the nearby apis you can let your users work or play together better when they're close, within about 100 feet: easily set up multiplayer games, ad hoc groups, sharing, or collaborative sessions. Create virtual reality experiences with the google vr sdk that will entertain and educate users, whether they're using a daydream-enabled smartphone or google cardboard. Of course, you can set up the defense and put the heroes on guard to protect the town. Let's learn everything in details: - it's important to know about each building that you have built in the town - ignoring the buildings after construction is the biggest mistake if you are playing this type of game for the first time. Once you build a structure in the town, tap it and check what it does, what will happen if you upgrade it. Game freezes. Restart game. Enter game. Woman pops up. Talks about quest takes me to quest page. Game freezes. Restart game. Enter game. Woman pops up. Talks about quest takes me to quest page. Game freezes. Restart game. And so on and so on. Great job developers you got you 30 pieces of silver from me and bail! It is great that developers are expanding themes like this. Please keep doing new concepts. Is was thinking this is great let's think of many different themes but i can't think of any. 1) don't ever judge a game by it's ads. This game does not have decision making feature as the game ad have you believe. None of the games do, but the developers love to advertise this way. 2) everyone has their own way to play. Join an alliance and ask them. Then decide what you want to do to build your town. 3) food is eaten up as you train troops. Don't worry about it. You can earn food easily. Your troops will not die if food is zero. We have listed all the details below, but you should not act like a lazy person - inspect every building in the town and get to know its function. It will help you in learning the game concept. This factory is responsible for traps, trap repairing, and the guards. You can build traps using this factory and assign heroes on the guard slots. Keep upgrading it - build traps for the intruders, assign heroes on the guard. Command center is responsible for the rally attacks. These events are an easy way to get Gold, speed ups and all kind of goodies. Make sure you pay attention to the active events and consider using speed ups or Gold to complete research projects, buildings and troop trainings, especially if you can win more than you spend. Each 6 hours you get a number of daily, alliance (if you are part of an alliance) and vip quests. The number depends on your vip level. While online you should start and collect as many as possible. 2. Store all silver, and any resources that exceed your warehouse protection level, in the alliance warehouse. Only withdraw it when you need it (for research, building upgrades, etc). Sorry if i missed it, but is it possible to build two buildings at a time or are you restricted to just one throughout the entire game? At low levels there's only one queue for building. I never made it higher than level 12, so i don't know if you eventually get more queues for that. One provides amazing territory boosts or help store and protect your resources, while the other offers abundant resources for alliance members! Work together to complete these buildings construction. It's time to make your territory a lot more attractive. Alliance research is the central element to increase the alliance strength. Teamwork with one another and you can unlock the power of alliance research! This is all about justice and honor - unite all your alliance members together and deal with the most vicious crew, the bull gang. The game features 6 levels across two difficulties, with 3 challenges in each. [1] the wii version of wild west guns received "mixed" reviews according to the review aggregation website metacritic. [13] official nintendo magazine praised the variety in settings and the interactive envIronments, and the simple point and shoot gameplay, though they felt genre experts might find it too easy. [10] nintendo life felt the game was "addictive and attractive" and "very well executed", and highlighted the depth in gameplay that requires players to carefully choose their shots to score the most points. Diplomatic board is where everyone can post and view the messages. Make the most of diplomatic board to make your alliance have tight connection with others. Want to help your ally become stronger? Are you a surprise maker? Now ally gifts function is opened! Use item to unlock the ally gifts and choose a special gift for him & her! Loaded with full of challenging tasks, and wonderful rewards, the battle pass is a great opportunity to win fortune and glory!

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