"Young man, may I ask you, do you want a golden axe or a silver axe?"

The old man stared at Yang Ming tightly with his empty eyes.

"It's as reward for helping me fish. ”

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he shook his head violently, "I don't want any of them." ”

The old man continued to use his hoarse voice and said with bewilderment: "Young man, have you thought clearly?"

"The gold axe is worth a thousand gold, and the silver axe is also worth a hundred gold, all of which are treasures left by ancestors. ”

Yang Ming said secretly, the money he made in one day of opening the store is worth more than your two broken axes.

So, Yang Ming refused indifferently: "You don't need to say it, I won't want it." ”

"Oh?" The old man seemed to be the first time that he had found someone who could stand the test, "Why?"

Yang Ming said in a calm tone that made people hurt: "Because I'm not bad for money!"

Not bad for money......

This explains the bullish anger!

Burst!

This old man almost vomited blood!

He had seen so many humans who had trespassed into the Transfiguration Mountain, but he had never met a human who answered like Yang Ming!

It turns out that you are still a local tyrant!

The old man only felt a little pain in his chest, which was angry!

Call!

The old man calmed down for a while, and then said, "Then I'm a little embarrassed to trouble you to help me fish." ”

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, and he gave the fishing rod back to the old man, and under the bewildered expression of the other party, he said, "I don't need to use a fishing rod." ”

As he spoke, Yang Ming stepped on his feet, as fast as thunder, broke off a few branches from the nearest big tree, sharpened their front ends, and came to the river, carrying the chakra at his feet.

Treading water!

Circles of ripples on the surface of the water rippled under Yang Ming's feet, and by the hazy moonlight, Yang Ming aimed at the black shadow swimming underwater, and suddenly turned on the swiftness, the speed was fast, as if pulling up a phantom behind him, and the branch he was holding in his hand was like the spear of Thor, hitting the target with great sharpness and accuracy.

For a moment, blood splashed everywhere, and blood spread in the river, like a bright flower.

When Yang Ming came to the river with a few branches carrying the fat fish, he returned to the old man's side and set up the stove very skillfully.

Then, Yang Ming cleaned up the fish, cut two knives on his back, and sprinkled salt, ginger powder, cooking wine, pepper and other seasonings to marinate the fish to make it more flavorful.

At the same time, Yang Ming also filled the belly of the fish with slices of green onions and ginger, which was conducive to removing the fish.

Finally, Yang Ming runs the twig through the fish's mouth, then takes out the condiment from the small bag, uses light soy sauce and honey to make a sauce and brushes it on the fish, and evenly sprinkles five-spice powder and cumin powder.

Then, Yang Ming puffed up, and his mouth suddenly opened.

"Fire Escape! Phoenix Immortal Fire Technique!"

Under Yang Ming's control, the temperature of the flame was not too high, it was kept at a medium level, so that the fish would not be scorched or undercooked.

For Yang Ming's skillful operation, the old man was speechless.

Just ask, who is a chef who would carry so many dishes with him?

Moreover, this person actually brought so many cooking things to the extremely dangerous Transfiguration Mountain alone!

This guy is using Metamorphosis Mountain as an autumn travel location!

The old man had seen many humans who had come to Transfiguration Mountain, most of them were panicked or vicious outlaws.

But he had never seen someone like Yang Ming!

As time passed, the flames licked the fish, steaming and drying the water, and the spices smeared on it began to diffuse a pleasant fragrance, which made people intoxicated and appetizing!

The old man's mouth moved, and he only felt uncomfortable in his stomach, which was all hungry by the fragrance!

Its fragrance is long and unique, 100 meters away, the aroma strikes, so that the people who smell the fragrance are all competing to come forward, whether they eat or not, they are unwilling to leave.

Yang Ming handed a roasted fish to the old man, and the fragrance came to his nose wave after wave, which was simply maddening.

As you can see, the surface of the grilled fish is grilled to a golden brown color, the skin is delicate, and the spices applied to it have been integrated into the fish, exuding a steaming steam, which makes the mouth water!

Where has the old man eaten such a delicacy, and his saliva can't help but flow out.

He didn't care about the heat, so he bit it directly and tore a hole.

As soon as he touched the grilled fish, the old man's lips were burned red, but he didn't care at all, and even chewed with the head of the belt.

It can be said that Yang Ming roasted very successfully.

The bones in the fish are grilled crispy, and you don't need to pick them out with great effort, just chew it lightly, and it will be crunchy, and it is very pleasant to eat!

At the same time, although the skin of the grilled fish is crispy, the meat inside is tender and delicious, and when you bite into it, the juice contained in it and the fragrance of spices emerge vigorously.

For a while, the mouth was full of fragrance, as if even the exhaled air had an incomparably rich fragrance.

What is even more amazing about Yang Ming's grilled fish is that other people's grilled fish are generally grilled over a charcoal fire, which has a strong smell of oil smoke, which destroys the image of grilled fish.

But Yang Ming used Huo Dun barbecue, but this drawback was invisibly resolved, leaving only the purest delicacy, which is unforgettable for a lifetime after eating.

The old man had never eaten such a great delicacy, and after a wolfing meal, a roasted fish of more than a pound of fat was eaten by him, and only the remains could prove that the fish had existed.

"Ha~"

The old man wiped the greasy corners of his mouth and burped, but he still felt unfinished and waited expectantly.

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched.

This old man eats too fast!

The second fish hasn't been grilled yet!

However, being able to see someone conquered by his own cuisine in this foreign country, Yang Ming's heart was a little proud, and he quickly baked another one and handed it to the old man.

Under the stars, the hazy moonlight fell to the ground, and the river was flooded with silver waves.

In this tree-lined riverside, the breeze is coming, the water is not rippling, it is the autumn high and refreshing, isn't it a good season to go to the outdoor open-air barbecue?

When the two of them had eaten enough, Yang Ming took the opportunity to propose that he want to borrow the old man's residence for the night.

The old man didn't think about it, so he agreed, and took Yang Ming through the winding path paved with fallen leaves, and walked towards a dark thatched hut.

At this time, Yang Ming had just gotten the props, but there was a beep from the wine book, prompting Yang Ming that within a kilometer nearby, there was a rare wine village.

The old man also heard the strange voice, "Young man, what are you doing?"

Yang Ming was really embarrassed when he held the wine version of the Pokemon Illustrated Book.

However, he couldn't help but guess in his heart, could it be that this old man was a master of winemaking? [.]