Seeing Huang Ergou with an innocent face, Zhang Yang was so angry that he just wanted to hang him up and beat him up.

"You just eat, your whole family eats!" he glared at Huang Ergou, ready to teach him a good lesson.

It's really three days without fighting, going to the house to uncover the tiles.

was about to do it, but Zhang Yang thought of an extremely important thing.

Damn! I didn't even see such a big shining point in front of me, probably stupid......

Zhang Yang darkened himself in his heart, and then he reacted, since this Huang Ergou can make a fragrance by grabbing two handfuls of grass casually, although the smell behind is a little weird, but the smell in front is indeed quite good, why not scold him on this road.

Now don't all those little girls and aunts like to put perfume on themselves? This Huang Ergou is made by pure natural and chemical-free flavors, which is many times better than those sold outside.

"Ergouzi, can you pinch the pile of grass you just pinched again?" Zhang Yang gently patted Huang Ergou's shoulder with a smiling face.

"Boss, can you change your expression? Huang Ergou gave a cold war, and glanced at Zhang Yang a little cowardly, "But didn't you just smell like it? Why did you ask me to do it again now, wouldn't you be looking for an excuse to stew dog meat!"

"I just want to see, you can do it boldly and boldly, and I will definitely not stew you. Zhang Yang made a cheering gesture to cheer Huang Ergou up, and repeatedly assured that he would not stew him even if it was the winter solstice, which made him feel at ease.

In fact, Zhang Yang wanted to say, can't I fry if I don't stew? Stir-fry puppy meat, add some chopped green onions, add some garlic, put chili peppers, and live together.

Huang Ergou wanted to know what he was thinking in his heart, and he was scared to pee, thinking that when he was in the monk's temple, how many monks who had just entered the temple saw him and went straight to him, if it weren't for his four calves holding two steps upside down, it is estimated that he would have sacrificed to the temple of the five organs.

got Zhang Yang's assurance, Huang Ergou squatted in the grass and rummaged around, looking west, and finally found the grass he used just now.

Since ancient times, Chinese literati and writers have the habit of wearing sachets, which are centuries earlier than those abroad, and most of the sachets are filled with herbs.

It's just that this yellow dog is more magical, and it can knead weeds directly into spices.

After a while, bursts of bamboo incense floated out of Huang Ergou's hands, and Zhang Yang seemed to be in a bamboo forest, with bamboo leaves and a breeze.

The fragrance slowly changed, and a chilling aroma penetrated Zhang Yang's nose, as if standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain, the world was pure and silent.

With the rubbing of Huang Ergou, Zhang Yang felt the changes of the four seasons, at this time he smelled the fragrance of grass, felt that he was lying on a grassland, the delicate grass patted his cheeks, and the warm sun warmly woke up the earth.

At this time, Huang Ergou didn't know where to get a yellowed grass, and a smell of wafted out, and Zhang Yang, who imagined that he was lying in the grass, only felt that a group of birds flew by, and pulled a lump of poop and landed on the tip of his nose impartially......

Zhang Yang, who had prepared it a long time ago, took a garbage bag, quickly snatched the piece in Huang Ergou's hand, put it in a garbage bag and wrapped it tightly.

"Boss, you asked me to do it, don't blame me. Huang Ergou scratched his head cowardly, and was stunned to conjure up four or five pugs.

Zhang Yang really wants to boil a pot of water at this time, put ginger and shallots to stew this yellow dog, and it will be regarded as the winter solstice in advance!

"It's okay, you continue, I'll make a request for you this time, do you see it like this?" Zhang Yang waved his hand pretending not to care, he still didn't believe it, with his head that had eaten the Awakening God Pill, he couldn't handle this stupid monster.

It seems that Zhang Yang has forgotten a very important thing, these monsters have also eaten the Awakening Pill.

"What requirements?"

"I have to smell the sun first, then the earth, then the forest, and finally the spring. The scent has to be layered, can you do that?"

Zhang Yang thought that he had given Huang Ergou a big problem of the century, and thought that his ex-girlfriend had discussed this perfume level problem with him.

But who knew that Huang Ergou just tilted his head and thought about it for a while, so he went all over the teahouse to find raw materials, and ran outside the door to walk around, and then he put a lot of miscellaneous things on the table and worked hard.

At this time, he didn't dare to talk much, although he looked at his boss and smiled, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the boss wanted him to try the fun of the winter solstice......

After rubbing it for a while, a warm fragrance wafted into Zhang Yang's nose, as if it had collected the warmth in the quilt, with the smell of sunshine, so warm that people were reluctant to throw it away.

The aroma is getting stronger, and Zhang Yang's nose is filled with the aroma of ripe wheat and the smell of soil, which is really like standing in the middle of the earth.

The aroma slowly changed, and Zhang Yang smelled a wild beauty, a primitive beauty, and was in the middle of the forest.

staring at Huang Ergou, who was concentrating on fragrance, he was afraid that he would take out his little yellow grass. Zhang Yang had a guess that these obviously fragrant smells turned into smells, probably because they were inseparable from the grass.

At the last smell, Zhang Yang felt that a drop of clear spring brought him into the summer mountains, and instantly felt the freshness of the breeze and the coolness of the spring water.

Seeing that Huang Ergou took out a yellow grass from his arms at this time and was about to add it to it, Zhang Yang stepped forward and snatched it from his hand.

Everyone is a rat poop that spoils a pot of soup, and he added a piece of grass to make a piece of.

"What is this?" Zhang Yang pinched the yellow grass in his hand and asked Huang Ergou.

"This is called shit grass, it is a specialty of our dog demon clan, but it is watered with the shit of the most elite dog demon, and it tastes ......."

Before Huang Ergou finished speaking, Zhang Yang threw the grass in his hand out violently, and kept rubbing it on Huang Ergou's clothes.

It's really disgusting, no wonder there is such a strong smell of, it turns out that the crux of the problem is really this grass!

"Ergouzi, do you want to spend the winter solstice?" Zhang Yang had already searched for 800 ways to make dog meat in his mind, and he was waiting to peel and cut the raw materials into pieces.

"Boss, didn't you promise not to stew me?" Huang Ergou trembled with the spices in his hand, and his legs had already shaken into a sieve.

What male dignity, what backbone, all left behind, he only felt that the boss here was so terrifying, even more terrifying than the principal of the cram school.

"Yes, we don't stew, we can bake, fry, or fry, you can choose one!"

In Huang Ergou's eyes, Zhang Yang at this time seemed to have turned into a demon crawling out of hell, with two sharp horns on his head, and a raging fire behind him.

"The dog is so cute, how can you eat a dog!" Huang Ergou listened to Zhang Yang's words, threw the spices in his hand back, and ran away with his legs, for fear of being chased by Zhang Yang and pulling out his dog skin.

The spice crossed a graceful parabola and smashed precisely into Xie Lin's face, who had just entered the door.

Beauty is beauty, but the beauty with a green clay face is probably only appreciated by the Hulk.