Huang Dashan is still as coquettish as ever, winking,
"Uncle Niu, are your internal wounds neatly cut?"
Niu Lanshan stared,
"When I was in that portal, I didn't even react and it suddenly disappeared. I didn't even feel any pain. Do you think it can be untidy... Hey, hey, what do you mean I'm not your old boy? I always feel like you are holding something back..."
Huang Dashan chuckled and said,
"It's good to be tidy, it's good to be tidy. A family must be tidy."
"!"
Niu Lanshan's old face twitched, feeling that he had grasped the key point.
"I only lost one leg, not two!"
Mr. Shan patted Mr. Niu meaningfully.
"The most important thing in life is to be honest and speak with facts. However, I only see one leg now."
It is a law that a healthy man must have three legs, as we all know.
Niu Lanshan: I’m going to have a big watermelon!
"Come on, come on, today I will let you, this half-false person, see your uncle Niu's sky-raising technique. Sun thief, protect your eyes. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you become blind, you will have to bear the medical expenses yourself! "
Master Shan was afraid that the world would not be in chaos: "Come on, come on, you have the art of holding up the sky and I have the art of slaying dragons. Let's see how we compare today (???)... Uh... let's test the depth of your old man's Taoism (? ??)...Well..."
At this moment, Uncle Niu really hesitated.
Damn it, it is indeed the last word for the big guy to take it out.
But whether it's "a long or short" or "try a different shade", it all sounds suspicious!
My heart felt hairy.
When the "water level" of Mr. Huang's Yang Fire was extremely low, Niu Lanshan couldn't help but panic.
"Knock, solitary yin cannot make a lone sun grow, so this bald man shouldn't... the extremes of things must be reversed..."
Mr. Niu likes to do some calculations before doing anything, just to be angry. After all, this is his old profession, and this problem cannot be changed. He firmly believes that "mystery can change your life, and krypton can save you."
Otherwise, if we didn’t take the test in those few days, why would our old man, Mr. Niu, be missing a leg?
All in all, it seems that our ancestors did not teach us the dubious skill of identifying psychological males and females by looking at their qi...
I saw Huang Dashan holding his belt in one hand and with a wicked smile on his face.
"Come on, come on~"
Don't doubt it, don't doubt it, no matter whether Prince Huang is mentally male or female, he can really do this!
No one in Mingguang's reputation could match him. Anyone who knew Huang Dashan would dare to swear by Su Yourong's collection of tons of pan molds.
Niulan Mountain:
"I...I am ashamed to be in the company of you and others! It is simply unsightly!"
Huang Dashan continued,
"Yes, yes, how can we call it cowardice when it comes to evolutionaries? It's just from the heart~"
Mr. Niu's asthma almost made him angry.
This turtle grandson is simply poisonous.
Huang Dashan groaned and sat on the chair, twisting his neck and twisting his buttocks.
He took it upon himself to win the game, which was a feeling of pride.
(Hey, you old man, if you dare to insult your Shan Ye’s big waist again, try again!)
Huang Dashan rubbed his nose,
"Damn it, but what's wrong with my nose? Is it malfunctioning?"
Huang Dashan stretched his nose like a giant bald dog and sniffed everywhere.
"Hey, hey, hey, let me go, I really can't smell anything."
Until Wu Ke, who entered the room, rummaged around on him and took out a half-dried red bean core from his pocket.
Wu Ke pinched the core, which was similar to a peach core, and said,
"Don't you know that fragrant red beans have the effect of absorbing fragrance? You still look like you are making a fuss. Master Shan, did you spend all your time on Yanhui Mountain with Si Gouzi??"
Huang Dashan is always embarrassed.
"Ci'ao, what the hell! Someone put it in my pocket... Hey, it seems I ate it myself... There's a big tooth mark on it..."
Wu Ke stretched out his hand to hold the glasses he had acquired at some point, just like those teenagers who are crazy about chasing the weird light reflected by the lenses.
"Cut~"
He said inscrutably,
"Today, just today, my intuition tells me that Brother Chou has a new dish today!"
Huang Dashan clicked his eyes,
"I'm going? How did you know? You've really been fooled..."
Wu Ke's tone was very firm,
"Intuition, man's intuition!"
The eyes of Master Shan and Uncle Niu met on Wu Ke, and the unprecedented pressure seemed to create crackling sparks.
Wu Ke was iron-clad and unafraid——
Ordinary people can't feel the coercion of the evolvers at all.
In Wu Ke's opinion, these two big guys are not even as poisonous as Mr. Hu from the Scientific Research Institute, who can collapse in a single blow. Standing in front of him, ah, it's so stressful.
Huang Dashan sneered and took out a big black meatball with a strange smell from his pocket. He picked up Wu Ke with one hand like a chicken, and opened his chin at the same time.
"Smell it, does this smell smell familiar?"
Wu Ke's eyes suddenly opened wide and he struggled crazily.
"Fuck, Master Shan, I was wrong, Master Shan, I was wrong...ahhh...help...get away...get that thing away..."
Huang Dashan looked at him,
"Oh? A man's intuition, howl~"
Wu Ke said without even a single punctuation mark,
"What kind of man's intuition? Men have no intuition at all. Hehehehe. I just saw Brother Chou killing a cow. Based on my months of experience, I think it is very likely that Brother Chou will make a new dish today. Master Shan, can you put me down? Is it true that my jaw is going to dislocate when I talk like this..."
Oh, what a tough guy!
Uncle Niu sniffed,
"Cistanche deserticola, epimedium, dodder, cynomorium, morinda officinalis... This guy is very energetic..."
Huang Dashan let go of Wu Ke and put away the meatballs.
"No, some other ingredients have been added. I specifically asked Da... the proportion of red. I just made it a few days ago, and I'm looking for someone to try the medicine."
Uncle Niu took a look at Wu Ke’s small physique.
"Then this young man will definitely fail. I'm afraid he will be burned to death by the medicine."
There may be something mysterious about the medicinal materials from the original era.
Master Shan said,
"Then you really made a mistake. This kid has eaten it once, and he's still alive and kicking..."
Wu Ke burst into tears, knowing that I am alive and kicking now, but do you know what kind of suffering I suffered from the old Chinese doctor who was half-experienced?
Niu Lanshan just smiled and said nothing.
Just as Master Shan was about to open his mouth to taunt, Lin Chou came out with a plate of dishes and shouted,
"You Rong Chiji? You really don't want to eat?"
"..."
No one said a word, not even half an eye squeezed in from the door or window of the big billowing plate.
The wonders of Huangda Mountain,
"Hey, these greedy people have changed their tempers today?"
Nothing to say, just a bowl of white rice per person.
Shanye immediately became energetic,
"Knock, the thick rice is here first? Is Comrade Lin so confident in his own food now?"
Lin Chou showed a sweet smile,
"Try it first before talking."
By the way, the snowman was also invited over - but Wu Ke had to hide far away.
At first glance, the plate is a green patch, and the heat is rising. It is dotted with yellowish chili rings rolled in hot oil. The numbing spicy aroma is just like the tiny bubbles of oil that pop up from time to time on the chili rings. It seems to not only affect the sense of smell. , and a small crackling sound came from my ears.
Huang Dashan said speechlessly,
"Have you changed to a vegetarian diet? Is this the mustard green from just now..."
Use chopsticks to poke at will.
"Ha, let's just say it, there is indeed meat!"
The white and red meat is not like ordinary meat. It feels like there are tendons and lean meat hidden in the fat, and there is a layer of black meat skin.
The skin of the meat has obviously been seared and grilled, and is slightly tightened. Coupled with the deliberate knife processing, the long strip of meat is like a piece of white Zhujin petals, showing a blooming posture, which just covers the skin of the meat.
"Oh~" Huang Dashan said, "What kind of meat is this? Is it fried with so many vegetables because it is too fatty?"
Lin Chou said,
"Just eat and that's it. Villains die from talking too much."
Huang Dashan was not happy anymore.
"You, Master Shan, and I must be a serious protagonist after all!"
Wu Ke: "Oh, Huang Dashan, the heroine of this book, please don't disturb her."
"..."
The meat slices are thin and crystal clear, and the open posture allows them to collect more of the rich oily red sauce, coating them with the most charming coating.
Huang Dashan's mouth was full of blood: "Bah, bah, bah..."
Completely different from its appearance, this light "Zhu Jin" is so vigorous that it makes people angry.
Several different kinds of spiciness and sourness are intertwined. There is a fresh garlic aroma and a slight astringency in the hotness. When eating this dish, your mouth seems to be rolling in the pot with the dish, experiencing the flames and wok gas. of baptism.
It felt like there was a fire in my chest, and I couldn't let it out.
Huang Dashan couldn't stop talking at all, and his chirping sounds became louder and louder.
He could hear the crunching sound of the piece of meat rubbing against the teeth, which was similar to the crispness and toughness of tripe.
Huang Dashan couldn't figure out which piece of meat this was. Which piece of meat on the cow could taste like this, with even the fat turned into crispy meat?
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Huang Dashan ruthlessly picked up half a bowl of rice and went in. He found that Niu Lanshan was in the same state as himself -
Wu Ke was pitiful. He choked on his rice and rolled his eyes.
Lin Chou asked,
"What's the matter? Is it because the dish is too fatty to be stir-fried with a plate of green vegetables?"
Huang Dashan replied,
"no..."
Lin Chou asked,
"Shouldn't Comrade Lin be confident in his own food?"
Huang Dashan replied,
"should..."
Lin Chou asked,
"Want to know what kind of meat this is?"
Huang Dashan replied,
"Uh-huh..."
Lin Chou asked,
"Comrade Prince, how does this dish taste?"
Huang Dashan replied,
"It smells so good..."
Wu Ke and Niu Lanshan were speechless. Are these two guys sent by monkeys to make fun of each other?
The snowman who chewed silently the whole time suddenly said,
"The cow rejoices."
Huang Dashan: "?"
Niu Lanshan: "?"
Wu Ke: "!!!"
Lin Chou gave the snowman a thumbs up,
"Stir-fried beef with mustard greens makes you happy. There is an old saying. Women can't stand it if men eat it. Men can't stand it if women eat it. The neighbors downstairs can't stand it if both men and women eat it. - That Shanye, does it have any effect? ?”
"..."
Huang Dashan saw ten thousand alpacas spinning and jumping in front of him with his eyes closed. Some kind of despair came over him and defeated him.
"I'm not...I didn't...don't talk nonsense..."
Lin Chou continued to smile in fascination.
Hi, my wish for so many days has finally been fulfilled, I feel so refreshed.
The third-level bull-beating bull is happy. The five-meter bull whip that can carry the air between the sky and the earth is galloping across the muddy and winding supporting facilities. It can be regarded as borrowing strength.
Of course, I borrowed some help - at least the dog beeping system didn't directly give out poisoning reminders, which is obviously a success!
Huang Dashan struggled hard and said,
"It's really not true...I didn't...don't talk nonsense..."
Lin Chou said seriously,
"It's better to take medicine to replenish the body than to replenish it with food. Lord Shan, just rest assured. The day you go home will never be far away!"
Think about facing the Queen's ferocious Hedong Lion every day...
Lin Chou expressed deep sympathy for Shan Ye. He was a man who was overwhelmed by the huge pressure of life - sad, lamentable, and tearful.
Shan Ye burst into tears.
(I can’t explain it clearly, I really can’t explain it, mmp, the whole world knows it!)
...
A few days ago, in the distant Luan Mountain, there was a golden palace.
The most beautiful "Hedong Lion" in the world suddenly woke up with excitement in the palace with floating curtains, dripping with fragrance and sweat.
"Who...what a terrible sound..."
The silver-haired witch, who was no less handsome than Ye Luan, walked into the golden palace from a nightmare of mist.
Ye Luan said in horror,
"Mommy, that ghost woman appears again..."
"She wants me to come with her immediately!"
"She wanted to stuff me back into her belly and call me a naughty girl..."
Lonely, pitiful, and helpless, just like a child.
The witch looked at the sky, seemingly speechless.
It took him a long time to say,
"What that ghost woman, that's your mother!"
Ye Luan immediately changed to a more pitiful expression and continued,
"No mother would push her daughter into a pit of fire. Mom, you are my mother~"
"How long has she been here? I've only been here for a few days. She's so stingy."
The witch rubbed her brows,
"It doesn't matter who your real mother is, it's just a formality, but - can her voice be completely transmitted into your dreams? This is a big question!"
Ye Luan got up from the bed, wearing a fiery red tulle covering her pretty figure.
"It's so clear, I can even hear the sound of grinding my teeth."
The witch said,
"Is the connection strengthening? No, if there is a change, I will be the first to sense it. During this period, the virtual beast is very honest and quiet, making people...shudder..."
The witch stroked the black hair on Ye Luan's forehead.
"Don't worry, I'm the next one to go and I've found the right person to take over my duties."
Ye Luan said in surprise,
"Who is it...ah...Mom, are you talking about that dead ghost?"
The miko chuckled and said,
"You know and you still ask?"
Ye Luan snorted coldly,
"What a stinking hooligan, the guinea fowl in the vegetable garden actually dared to run to my parents' house. If it hadn't been for... hmph, I would have been so angry with him that she would have entered menopause early. Her whole body ached... eh... .Mammy, hit me..."
The witch retracted her hand and smiled even more.
"It's my intention to put him in Mingguang. Mingguang people are suspicious by nature and have an inexplicable arrogance. They can only accept the grievance of our left bank prince as a 'proton'."
"Can't bear to leave? Miss him?"
"Then let the little girl stay in the Golden Palace and work with me to maintain the operation of the sacred objects. You go find him."
queen of the night,
"Really?"
"you guess."
"real!"
"Guess again."
"..."
