Chapter 142: Aunt Rong's Egg Fried Rice

The peasant woman had a bewitching figure, her small waist like catkins twisted slightly, and a familiar and unfamiliar face looked at Lu Xiaoyao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

said that she was familiar, because Lu Xiaoyao knew this peasant woman, who was Aunt Rong who she saw in the courtyard of the Cannibal Valley.

She is said to be strange because her face has become more sunken, and although she is still wearing a mask, the mask is obviously not conforming.

Lu Xiaoyao didn't reply, and Aunt Rong put out the fire, her eyes never left Lu Xiaoyao, but she didn't speak.

"May I ask this aunt, are you cooking fried rice? It's so fragrant, I'm so hungry, can you give me a bite?" Yaqian had already stepped to the iron pot and looked at the fragrant fried rice in the iron pot and said.

Aunt Rong didn't look at Yaqian, her eyes were still staring at Lu Xiaoyao in a daze.

Yaqian glanced at the two and didn't continue to speak, picked up an iron spoon and couldn't help but want to spoon the egg fried rice.

"Stop, don't be without rules. Dai Yiniang stopped loudly. But the fried rice was like magic, tempting Yaqian to go down with a spoonful.

"Plop", Yaqian was thrown to the ground by a force, the iron spoon was not fried rice but the crumbs on the ground, Yaqian fell head-on with a chicken rice, and a line of nosebleeds flowed from the tall Qiong's nose.

Dai Yiniang and the red leopard had already raised the muzzle of the miniature submachine gun and pointed it at the peasant woman.

Yaqian wiped the blood from her nose, and saw that Lu Xiaoyao still had a calm expression, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up slightly, this little boss is still in the mood to watch his jokes, I hope you don't beg me next time.

Yaqian thought.

Although Lu Xiaoyao's expression seemed to be smiling slightly, his heart fluctuated.

This is a master, a master who has entered the peak of the early stage of the transformation realm.

The transformation realm is a transitional realm that you enter after the Qi cultivation period, and the latter stage is innate.

Lu Xiaoyao estimated that he might just be hovering at the peak of Qi cultivation, or a casual cultivator who had no systematic learning and relied on his own exploration.

The last time he faced Aunt Rong, Lu Xiaoyao felt as powerless as a lonely boat facing a piece of sea.

And this time, although he obviously has the power of self-preservation, he still feels that the gap is not one or two points, this is the distance of the realm.

Only by crossing the Qi training period can we reach the transformation realm, and the transformation realm is also divided into four realms: after junior high school and at the peak.

Lu Xiaoyao didn't know why Aunt Rong was here, but she found that the egg fried rice she made was a crucial step and could not integrate swan eggs and purple orchids.

Lu Xiaoyao took a step back and shook his head, but he still didn't speak.

"Boy, your life is hard. I don't ask you how you came out either, but I do wonder why you're looking at my egg fried rice and shaking your head. ”

"Are you egg-fried rice?" Lu Xiaoyao said disdainfully.

Yaqian wiped her mouth, although she was very angry that the peasant woman slapped her face without saying a word, but she was very satisfied with the egg fried rice on the iron pot. He had a good idea of Lu Xiaoyao, and grinned and said, "Little boss, what is egg fried rice if there are eggs and rice?"

The peasant woman gave Yaqian a blank look, and Yaqian hurriedly ducked behind Dai Yiniang. Dai Yiniang protected Yaqian, and locked the peasant woman's retreat with the red leopard left and right.

"You'd better throw me this useless iron rod, and if I count three times and it's still facing me, don't blame me for being rude. Aunt Rong, a peasant woman, said disdainfully at the red leopard.

The red leopard has been on the battlefield for a long time, and said fearlessly: "Hmph, I thought you were really an ignorant peasant woman who didn't know how to grab weapons. If you say lose it, you lose it, then what kind of elite is it..."

Before the red leopard's words were finished, a momentum rushed towards him, and before the red leopard and Dai Yiniang could react, the miniature submachine gun in their hands had fallen to the ground.

The red leopard's hands were stiff, his expression stiff, and he said in a panic: "You are practicing ancient martial arts?"

Dai Yiniang didn't even glance at the red leopard, but said to Lu Yao: "Little boss, boy, your title is very special, now there is no one else licking the noise on the side, now you can tell me why you shook your head." ”

"Shaking your head, of course the egg fried rice you made is not good, it failed. Lu Xiaoyao said calmly.

Aunt Rong, a peasant woman, had a drastic change in her face, her chest rose and fell, and a pair of withered hands stretched out from her sleeves, picked up a spatula and shoveled a small spoonful of rice solemnly, and sniffed it to her nose...

"The fragrance is pure, the rice grains are crystal full, this egg is also just cooked, but the egg juice wraps the rice grains but does not fuse, why is this?" Lu Xiaoyao remembered that Aunt Rong was not bad at herself in the Cannibal Valley, and couldn't help but mention something.

"Ah, you're saying that egg juice can't coat the grains of rice, isn't it eggs?" exclaimed the peasant woman.

Lu Xiaoyao still shook his head and said: "The egg should be the best swan egg, but unfortunately this rice grain is not enough to be compatible with the swan egg..."

Aunt Rong raised her hands tremblingly, looked up to the sky and laughed: "My Murong family has been a cook for several generations, and I am not as good as a halfway monk who has an opinion, may I ask the little boss, can you make a god egg fried rice with the cemetery mechanism opened." “

"You witch, I won't tell you. Lu Xiaoyao hadn't spoken yet, and Yaqian said with a look of resentment.

Aunt Rong's face turned angry, and her withered hand flicked into the air, and a loud ear melon seed hit Yaqian's left face.

The rest of her strength brought Ya Qian to the ground, Ya Qian covered her hot left cheek and glared, "Do you know who I am?"

But before he finished speaking, he slapped his right cheek again.

Yaqian fell to the ground again, the cherry mouth was already swollen, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the peasant woman stubbornly.

Dai Yiniang and Chibao rushed over at this time and blocked in front of Yaqian.

Dai Yiniang took out a pot of water to help Yaqian clean her injured face, put medicine on Yaqian, and looked at the peasant woman angrily.

Lu Xiaoyao had secretly thrown out three hand knives just now, but Aunt Rong was too violent, and it was very difficult for Lu Xiaoyao to block it just because of the momentum in front, and now Aunt Rong's anger was just a flick, and Lu Xiaoyao seemed to have a thousand forces pressed on his hands and was powerless to resist.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, Lu Xiaoyao looked at Aunt Rong and had no intention of stopping, but the withered branch's hand was raised high and smacked at Yaqian.

"Stop, I can tell you why, but you have to tell me how you got out of the valley, and why did you make this grade egg fried rice?" Lu Xiaoyao said.

Aunt Rong really stopped, looked at Lu Xiaoyao and calmed down as if she was lying: "Just wait for what you say, if you say it earlier, the girl won't suffer." “

"You.." Yaqian covered her face and glared at the peasant woman angrily, and then stared at Lu Xiaoyao angrily.

Lu Xiaoyao ignored Yaqian's murderous eyes, but greeted the little yellow dog Wangcai.

After the little yellow dog Wangcai barked, he had already walked to Lu Xiaoyao's side with his calves. Wangcai also dragged an inconspicuous black pot with him.

Lu Xiaoyao took out the black cauldron, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

With the black pot in hand, I have the same feeling in the world.

"The best magic weapon, that black pot magic weapon is still in your hand. Aunt Rong was moved, her eyes stared at the black cauldron and never moved away.

Lu Xiaoyao picked up the black cauldron unhurriedly and put it in front of him. Aunt Rong couldn't help but say, "Boy, this treasure is not something that you can have as a person who is still in the Qi cultivation period, how about Aunt Rong help you keep it?"