Of course, Prince Huang, who was in Yanhui Mountain, must not have seen the Queen's schedule of coming to catch the rapist in the white dragon fish suit in the near future - if he had known it, he would have hugged her waist and retreated immediately. He would not have done it at all. There is a leisurely atmosphere here that goes hand in hand with Niulanshan (blowing + eating) Niubi.
And what makes the prince feel aggrieved is that he also accepted the blame and accepted the blame. The mother has been eating for a long time but has no intention of making a fuss at all!
emmm...
Could it be that my eating posture is wrong, so some mysterious power that makes everyone happy cannot have an effect on you, Mr. Shan?
Niu Lanshan next to him was enjoying the food when he suddenly stopped chewing.
"Eh? You're a lighter type, and the size of the Yanghuo is automatically adjusted?!"
Mr. Niu was completely Spartan and doubtful about life.
Mr. Huang's Yang Fire was obviously weak just now, and the small flame was weaker than a candle. How come it turned into a raging flame in the blink of an eye?
Huang Dashan pouted and said,
"Whatever you say, no one here can see the damn Yanghuo anyway - by the way, no one here believes what you say, no matter what age."
Niu Lanshan was really choked, and the old man almost couldn't breathe because he was holding back his breath.
I could only squeeze out this sentence for a long time,
"you you you..."
"It's like rotten wood that cannot be carved..."
Every punctuation mark is filled with the feebleness of a scholar encountering a soldier.
Lin Chou and Xue Tuanzi both chose to turn a deaf ear to these two chatty voices and concentrate on the dishes on their plates.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Bah, bah, bah~"
The ups and downs simply cannot stop.
The mustard itself has a light mustard flavor and smells refreshing and tender. The numerous burrs on its leaves have been softened into a velvet-like feeling by Snowman's "Autumn Frost". It is very superficial, but it absorbs and carries. There is an unusually large amount of juice.
Each chopstick seemed to pick up the greenery from the full plate of soup, and the greenish green lingered like a jelly for a few times, but in fact there was not a drop of overflowing soup at all.
The leaves are soft and tender, with a few mustard stems crisp. It tastes like hemp leaves, slightly bitter and sweet.
Every trace of the tiniest fuzz seems not to be in contact with the mouth, but to directly scrape away excess fat from the body - it is indescribably refreshing, so much so that it makes people feel hungry the more they eat.
This unusual taste may make people temporarily forget the spicy and sour flavors in the dish, and instead immerse themselves in the uniqueness of mustard greens.
Lin Chou took a breath, her chest felt warm and numb.
“Hiss, it’s spicy enough~”
Snow dumpling: "Boom, boom, boom!"
It's really sinful. Even though everyone is eating the same food, when it comes to Xue Duanzi's mouth, there's this crisp sound like chewing ice cubes.
Huang Dashan stopped to pick up the rice grains in the bowl several times - maybe he was looking for sand?
Snow dumpling said yingyingying,
"Excellent food. This is the best meal I've had in the past sixty years. It's warm."
Several people:"......"
Totally unable to empathize.
Did Mr. Snow Dumpling have any strange misunderstandings about words like "warm", "hot", and "warm"...
Snow dumplings were eating very happily. They kept picking up vegetables and moved very quickly.
Once the vegetable leaves on the plate are picked up, they are immediately coated with a layer of crystal ice, while the ones on the plate remain unchanged.
Master Shan said,
"Let me know what the principle is. After watching it for a long time, I still feel it is amazing."
Wu Ke, who was holding his rice bowl with a chopstick of vegetables covered on the rice, hid in the corner and didn't move. He pushed up his glasses.
"I have a bold guess..."
"Shut up!"
"oh..."
Finally, the vegetables on the snow dumpling chopsticks slipped off as expected and fell back onto the plate.
"Ding Dong!"
A plate of dishes and several centimeters of steam above were sealed in ice, completely turning into a small mountain.
Niu Lanshan was stunned and Huang Dashan was confused.
mmp!
mmpah...
Research belongs to research and curiosity belongs to curiosity. You can’t just make the research materials your own!
At least leave us a bite——
Huang Dashan tapped the small green iceberg on the plate with his chopsticks.
"Dang, ding~"
The small iceberg was as stable as a dog, but the chopsticks were frozen by the extremely low temperature and broke into several pieces when knocked.
Xue Tuanzi said in a shy voice,
"Well, do you still want to eat?"
This is a piece of cake.
Niu Lanshan threw down his chopsticks, helpless.
"As you please."
The snow dumpling shyly condensed into a thin icicle and stuck it on the small iceberg. It was lifted up as soon as it was lifted - as if it was holding a weird-shaped lollipop or candied haws in its hand!
Everyone: "..."
"Boom, boom, boom."
"Crack, click, click."
"Suck, suck, suck."
Xue Tuanzi was even more shy and almost found it difficult to speak.
"It all depends on what I do..."
"Let me give you a lick?"
A reluctant tone.
The cute snowman is holding a small green iceberg, and the shape of the small iceberg looks like an inverted crown.
Well, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
Huang Dashan shuddered,
"Keep that thing away..."
Xue Tuanzi immediately held the "crown" in his arms and chewed it one bite at a time.
Strangely enough, no matter how big the gap is in the ice, it will be filled up immediately.
Lin Chou,
"...can it still taste good?"
snow dumplings,
"Yes, yes, authentic, true."
"..."
What an original flavor!
emmmm, I’m starting to feel like this snowman is a treasure.
So just make an ice cream, freeze it, name it [Perpetual Motion Machine], and then sell the ice cream~
Lin Chou was speechless.
Poor child, it seems that there is a chance to cook more delicious food for him. Anyway, Old Man Gao pays the bill - what a mess this has become.
Alas, the hot hot pot...
Lin Chou turned around and ran to sit under the tree in his home. After a while, Huang Dashan also came out.
Master Shan chewed his teeth and said with pain in his face,
"Knock, this is really a science fiction category. I feel like I'm not surprised at all when someone like you, Master Shan, pops up to overcome tribulations and become an immortal."
Lin Chou rubbed his face,
"Well, isn't there a snowman who has become a spirit in the house? What a fuss."
"Do you think we evolvers can still be considered human beings in the end?"
Huang Dashan suddenly came up with a thought-provoking and particularly philosophical question.
"What kind of mutated beast turns into a machine, into a demon plant, into a spiritual body, into a snowman——"
"There is nothing weird about it. As the level increases, it is no longer difficult to maintain certain bloodline abilities in a specific state."
"For example, the warlock uncle has been permanently in the spirit state for hundreds of years..."
His face became serious,
"I always feel that if things continue like this, it will be no different than the annihilation of the entire race."
Not to mention, once a guy with Huang's personality starts to become philosophical, he is really very profound.
Lin Chou said in his heart: mmp, who can answer such a damn question for you? Do you think I have a philosophical style of painting?
Huang Dashan suddenly stood up, his bald head dazzling.
Just when Lin Chou thought he was going to make another miraculous statement, Master Shan patted his butt, twisted his body, and the expression on his face quickly turned into that familiar ripple.
"Hey, what brought our Uncle Wen and Mr. Zhao here? Come on, I miss you so much~!"
Yes, that's right, it's the kind of splendid female image that is bound to appear in all historical movies and TV dramas, leaning on the door frame and waving a handkerchief to attract customers along the street.
If it weren't for that shining bald head that was so irritating to the eyes, Lin Chou could have imagined a whole paragraph of avi, hiss, it was so irritating to the eyes.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Er and Wen Zhongjiu, who were walking up, suddenly became confused.
Wen Chongjiu had a huge wine jar in his hand, no, a wine jar. He took it out from nowhere and smashed it towards Huang Dashan with a "buzz".
Huang Dashan laughed loudly,
"Uncle Wen is so polite~"
He reached out and took the wine jar,
"Hey, it's still full, okay, okay!"
That said, I didn't dare to drink, for fear that Red Eye No. 2 would pop out and cause trouble.
Zhao Er grinned with a fierce look on his face.
"I don't have time to argue with you. I'm very angry. Linzi will get some jars of colorful snake wine and some dishes to go with the wine. Bring me the big pig's trotters from last time on a plate, but don't cut them!"
Lin Chou shrugged and went to prepare the dishes.
Warm as jade, warm and heavy wine...
Well, Wen Chongjiu's face was no longer as gentle as jade this time, it was terrifyingly gloomy.
Everyone was puzzled. Putting aside the heavy drinking, no one had ever seen the expression of Mr. Zhao who was usually as skinny as Huang Dashan's trumpet.
The two of them sat down in the pavilion, and Huang Dashan and a group of evolvers immediately came forward to "pay homage" to the boss at close range - these dogs had already smelled the sweet and lingering smell of "Bagua".
"What's going on?"
"Second Master Zhao, don't just keep sulking. Speak up and let the big guys do it...hey, let me help you with your advice!"
"Yep!"
Zhao Er's eyes turned sideways, with a strong aura of Old Zhao's, which made the people who spoke shrink their necks in fright.
Zhao Er took out a cigarette box with the packaging faded and checked it. It was empty.
"unlucky..."
Everyone knows the antique cigarettes from before the cataclysm.
The price is affordable for most evolvers, but it's just too little to buy.
Individuals who are addicted to cigarettes can just buy some cigarettes produced after the Catastrophic Era and smoke them, so they have a wide range of choices.
We looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes - the onlookers made us think it was a failure.
Zhao Er threw away his cigarette case and cursed,
"Fucking bad luck, today is extremely unlucky!"
"When I met a few niggas from the coastal defense line, Niang Xipi, I really can't stand their arrogance and domineering behavior."
"If it weren't for the sea..."
Wen Chongjiu suddenly interrupted,
"Okay, just say a few words."
Zhao Er groaned and realized that this topic was not easy to talk about in public.
But everyone is a smart person, and they know everything right when they hear it.
"Hey, where are those dogs? Let's go have a good time!"
"I'm just worried that I haven't had any business these days. My bones all over my body are itchy~"
"Hey, our 'boss' is here to conduct an 'inspection' again. Hey, fuck your mother. Let's go back to the base city and fight them!"
"Are you really treating yourself like a clove of garlic?"
Zhao Eryi waved his hand,
"Fuck, don't move, don't cause trouble for me!"
But goose,
"laugh..."
I don’t know who was the one who couldn’t hold back the laughter, but then couldn’t hold it back any longer.
"Oh, my Second Master Zhao, I still cause trouble for you..."
"Who came the year before last and cut off a good young man from the Song family who was about to reach the fifth level?"
"You are the most reckless one~"
"Hey, you can't say that. If that guy hadn't exploded the thorn first, would our Second Master Zhao be the same as him?"
"Last year's... eh... I don't think I've seen last year's one? I heard that his surname is also Song?"
"Well, the year before last, two young men in their twenties came over."
"Tsk, tsk, I remember them. One of the worst. The ship was blown to pieces by Lieutenant General Leng with a bird-wing ballista before it even reached the shore."
"It's okay if you don't say it. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the one who feels aggrieved is the coastal defense line..."
"Should!"
The smile flashed across Zhao Er's face,
"Mom, there's no one who can beat her. If Wen hadn't stopped me, I would have beaten the shit out of her on the spot!"
Everyone complimented,
"Look at Mr. Wen's noble character and integrity."
"That's right, after all, this is the front door of our home. We must pay attention to the impact. Otherwise, when people come back from the coastal defense line, they will be yelling at each other, as if we have done something to them."
"The friendship between landlords is like this."
No one asked what the cause of the matter was, as if it was natural to beat the person who came over there.
Zhao Erdao,
"I forced him to swear in public. If I show him again, his penis will be three centimeters shorter."
Wen Zhongjiu raised his head, dumbfounded.
"You, you...this feud has become fierce, you know..."
Zhao Eryi grinned,
"If the sky falls, I will have an old man to support me. What should I be afraid of? Besides, I have never seen him before. He doesn't look familiar at all. He doesn't have much status on the coastal defense line. What kind of waves can he cause?"
"I'm so angry. That thief is so cowardly. How could he be so cowardly?"
Wen Zhongjiu quietly said,
"You have thirteen moves at a time, and you never leave the three directions. If you have the ability, try it yourself by taking a few hits!"
Zhao Er hummed,
"It's as if you didn't do anything. Tsk, I don't know you yet. You must have used some dirty tricks during the fight."
Wen Zhongjiu's face darkened: "Is it possible that I want to help them?"
Zhao Erdao,
"Anyway, it's just his mother's dissatisfaction. Hey, do you think this is okay? One day we will organize a group to go to the coastal defense line. What about this Prince Huang, Lin Boy, Xiao Qingyu, Leng Girl, and that surnamed Bu? Girl, sister Xingxing, sister Xingxing, you can’t do it... I’ll add all the people there to point out the country and inspire people with words, and I won’t be able to get rid of this bad breath if I don’t get this thing back.”
Wen Chongjiu thought for a while,
"Leng Han definitely can't do it. There's no one in the coastal defense line who doesn't know her. Others, I think it's reliable - bah, you've led me astray. Wherever you go, no one can go. Be careful of the impact!"
Zhao Er snorted with great disdain.
"Cowardly."
"Aren't you childish?"
"Cowardly."
"Zhao Er, I'm telling you, if you cause trouble again, I'll really tell the old man to sue you."
"Cowardly."
"..."
"Cowardly."
"..."
"Cowardly."
"Zhao Er, am I pretty, mmp, do you hear me, am I pretty!"
"丿..."
For the first time in his history, Wen Chongjiu performed an explosion on the spot in public - it took a long time for the whole group of people plus a powerful Huang Dashan to successfully separate him from Zhao Er.
