With the words of the little fat man, the big knife on Qiao Mu's neck was removed, Qiao Mu's nose was sour, and his heart was also sour. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Aggrieved, sad little eyes, made the guards around them think that the demon girl was casting spells. Tachycardia, blood swelling, essence blood seems to be spurting out, don't go crazy. Push two steps away in unison, so as not to be sucked dry by the demon girl.

Qiao Mu is full of misery, this place is unfamiliar with life, no father, no mother, no friends, you have to get more chips for yourself, otherwise you will be destroyed if you don't say that you will be destroyed, and you can't get it back on the way home, so you have to survive here.

The Dream of Red Mansions is a handful of bitter tears, full of absurd words, so bad people are not life on paper, it is her turn to be here, there is only a handful of bitter tears left, and she uses her life to write this sudden absurdity. Sister Lin died in tears, and she would die of blood if she didn't get it right. Can you say that people die with such feelings?

buried his sadness and tears in his stomach, held his chin high, pretended to be a little fan, went to the kitchen, washed rice and steamed rice in a rice cooker.

I opened the rice bag, and I had a black face, I really had never seen such rough rice, can I eat it, there must be sand in it, and I said that I can only make white rice. If you don't do it well, will it be clicked again?

He took out his own polished rice from the cook: "It's good to make it with this." ”

The guards looked vigilant: "No, the demon girl wants to harm my young master." ”

Qiao Mu was defeated by ignorance again: "Then you go and ask your young city lord." ”

Put water from the faucet and prepare to wash the rice, which is really not easy to handle. The husks, chaff and nothing are clearly separated.

The guards' eyes widened, and the enchantress cast spells again, and all they came out of it was divine water. Anyway, the demon girl won't take the opportunity to drug the water or something.

The guards were very alert, and then the water was sealed, and a deerskin water bladder was placed in front of the arbor: "Use this."

That is to say, even the water has to be provided by others, can you say that the little fat man spares his life, can you tell the little fat man, does he have no ability to harm others? Qiao Mu was very helpless, looking at the brown rice in his hand, and then at the water bladder, he wanted to wash the rice, I was afraid that this little water was not enough.

The guards reported to the young city lord, the demon girl got out the white rice, and the divine water, the little fat man came in with a gloomy face, and watched behind Qiao Mu for a long time, although the fat man had never entered the kitchen, he also knew that this woman was a loser, and he had never seen such a person who didn't take food seriously. The rice has been banned. You shouldn't give this demon girl something to eat, and you will know that it is terrible if you are hungry for two meals.

With a gloomy face, he said: "Woman, this one is made with these things, and I am using your things, and I will redo it." "It means to make two servings.

Qiao Mu grinds his teeth, but he still uses his own polished rice to re-wash rice for cooking, and he still has to eat it, but he can't be wronged at this time, and he has no energy to run away when he has a chance to turn back.

In other words, in the hands of the little fat man, where can he run, where can he be safer than returning to his own world, so he has to endure the sin here. Isn't it just a few ignorant people, just fall into the savage tribe? Anyway, these people aren't cannibals, are they?

Seeing Qiao Mu working silently, without saying anything, the little fat man turned around and left. It's a demon girl's acquaintance.

The kitchen is big enough, the facilities are perfect enough, and Qiao Mu plugged in two rice cookers to cook together. What he made for himself was potato and beef stew, and the ingredients were picked up for him by the guards from the refrigerator, that is, his own things and what to eat had to be decided by others.

With the little fat man's stuff, it's easy to make, cook horse meat. This thing doesn't even use some technology. wanted to put some ingredients and cooking oil, but they were forced to retreat by the guards' glare, with a look of wanting to give them the young city lord rat medicine.

There are two coarse salt grains in a large pot of horse meat hot, and the pot is full of blood foam, which makes people lose their appetite when they look at it, and the corners of Qiao Mu's mouth twitch, and he is really lucky to not eat the big neck disease.

With the contrast, Qiao Mu vigorously put seasoning into his potato beef stew. Kill you turtles.

The middle guards and the little fat man paid the most attention to the plugged rice cooker, as well as the gas stove that could be ignited without firewood.

Qiao Mu heard the guard and the little fat man reply: "Young city lord, the demon girl didn't use fire to cook, but she was cooked, and the fire was not made of firewood. ’

Qiao Mu pursed his lips, and finally felt a little good, look at this group of turtles and automatically move his sister closer to the direction of the immortals.

Just listen to the little fat man say: 'Demon magic, demon fire, what is there to be alarmed. ’

Qiao Muran, why is there a kind of depression that wants to cook himself? A little kid, a blind fart, what can you do if you worship your sister, don't you just want to deceive people and ask for your own things back, how can it be the same as an older leftover girl looking for her in-law's house.

When it was time to eat, Qiao Mu was in a better mood. Especially when watching the imposing little fat man eating brown rice and nibbling on sour horse meat, it is more comfortable. It's really not an ordinary sense of superiority.

The potatoes and beef in my mouth are fragrant like I've never tasted. I couldn't help but fill another bowl of rice.

As for the rice, I saw that the rice cooker had been wrapped up by the guard named Yan Zi who accompanied him to try it.

Qiao Mu glared, this girl is too good to eat, isn't she afraid of dying of medicine, isn't she helping the little fat man test the poison. It's not that you want to be poisoned, it's that you want to die.

If the eunuchs of the Qianqing Palace tested the emperor Lao'er like this, it is estimated that the special creature of the eunuch would not be seen in the palace. The emperor allowed them, and he starved to death.

Pouted, thinking of the scene just now where a few guards rushed to sacrifice themselves and test the poison, I felt ridiculous, so sad and indignant, when acting in a costume historical drama.

Qiao Mu was bitter and happy: "You eat this way, your young city lord can still support you, no wonder you are so heartfelt to protect the lord." The implication is to change it to her, so that people who can eat can't raise it.

The guard Yan Zi, opened his big mouth, poured the flower tea prepared by the arbor, whether it was poisonous or not, the things made by the demon girl were still very accessible, no, they were very accessible, this rice was eaten without scratching his throat at all, it seemed that he had never eaten such a fragrant thing, whether it was a demon or a fairy, it was worth it to die if he could eat such a delicious thing. Anyway, none of these things are ordinary in Yan Zi's opinion.

glared at the demon girl, her eyes were full of contempt, she was going to die, so she naturally took a bite and turned a bite, not to mention that it was still so delicious. The demon girl was really as stupid as the young city lord said, and she didn't know how to hurry up and eat. There is also the heart to say such inexplicable words. But fortunately, I was cheaper.