Shen Dongli carefully looked at the earth-colored thin dog in front of him, the short-haired yellow dog, but the hair on his mouth was snow-white, and the black hair on his nose was particularly conspicuous, and the watery almond eyes were matched with round white eyebrows, and there was a strange sense of cuteness. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info there seems to be a thin red thread tightly binding this thin earth dog and Shen Dongli together.

After thinking about it a few times, Shen Dongli confirmed that this dog thing really did not appear in the book. All the new creatures are suspicious, like the black mule that innocently died.

The tongue of fire licked the slightly charred skin of the mule's legs, making a sizzling sound, and the fragrance hit everyone's hearts one after another with the heat wave set off by the flames.

It smells so good...... Shen Dongli was confused by the fragrant mule legs, just like the practice in the past was about to go mad, the feeling of floating on the sea, rising and falling with the waves, rippling with the waves, was indescribably beautiful.

Not only Shen Dongli, but also the few people present with the fragrance wafting away, all had a feeling of drunkenness and dreaming of death.

Like a shout, the cow butcher said loudly: "Why doesn't Gou Teng beckon the guests to sit down?" Shen Dongli woke up in shock, and wondered in his heart, what is this black mule?

"Come uninvited and have a drink with everyone at the Lower East Fence. Shen Dongli motioned to put Shen Er in a comfortable place a little away from the fire, and released a few long and several short stools from the storage ring. According to the texture and color of the long material, the most matching tableware and jade chopsticks are selected, and they are neatly placed one by one by the cold cream. Then sacrifice a half-human high large urn, Weng is two layers, and the formation of making fire is laid in the mezzanine, when you want to use it, you only need to put a few spirit stones in the groove on the urn like Shen Dongli, and you can eat a delicious meal of pot ingredients.

Leng Shuang picked up the stew pot where the cold melon pork ribs were boiled in one hand, and sparsely introduced the soup into the urn, only to see the delicate soup poured out of the stew like a silver thread, without the slightest splash. The cow butcher stopped what he was doing, as if in deep thought.

Shen Dongli looked at Leng Shuang calmly and arranged everything properly, and then he bowed his hand to Chen Teng: "This little brother, Fang is the Dongli abrupt. It's just that the mount that Dongli just bought yesterday found out that it was lost, and it was inevitable that he would be unhappy. ”

Shen Dongli paused for a moment, but Chen Teng didn't have the slightest intention of answering, so he took care of himself and continued to talk: "As the little brother can see, the three masters and servants below are cultivators. The mount that the little brother picked up must have its cause and effect, and the little brother must not be blamed, if he rashly injures the little brother below, I am afraid that it will damage the Dao heart and be detrimental to the cultivation. ”

"Since the matter has come to this point, and the meeting is fate, why not drink and talk happily?" Shen Dongli arched his hand again, signaling Chen Teng and the cow butcher to take a seat.

From snacking on a hundred meals, following the old beggar to begging for food, and later the old beggar died and inherited the old beggar's dilapidated house and bowl, Chen Teng, the little beggar, didn't seem to understand what was going on. Why was the fairy sister in front of her very angry at first, but suddenly she became so pleasant? Why was the fairy sister able to conjure up so many delicate utensils that he had never seen before, and that big urn, so magical! The ribs were tumbling in the urn, making a gurgling sound, like a small stove in Qujiang Tower, but it was much more delicate than the small stove.

Shen Donglian's smile was about to collapse.

"Sit down, little brother. Shen Dongli looked at the thin beggar who was a head shorter than him, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. If Mrs. Li had seen this little beggar with her own eyes, she would have cut him with a thousand knives. But why did the Chen family put their young son in such a situation, even if it was a concubine, it was too harsh.

"Then the cow will thank the fairy girl!" the cow butcher sat down unceremoniously and took a corner spot. Cold Frost took the sharp knife from the little beggar's hand, turned over the roasted mule leg familiarly, and sprinkled it with Miss's homemade seasonings to neutralize the fishy smell of the meat, after all, Miss has always been picky. The cold frost was not surprised, presumably this was the black mule that the young lady bought, but why is this meat so delicate, but it does not have the bloody smell that meat should have.

The little earth dog pulled Chen Teng to sit down, and jumped on the low stool by himself, looking particularly well-behaved, but the little beggar rubbed his oily clothes with a sly face, as if he was a little guilty for fear of soiling the fairy sister's low stool. Shen Dongli couldn't see through this little earth dog for a while, this was the first time such a thing.

There was a knock on the door, and the tattered wooden door seemed to be filled with moisture, and there was no loud sound, only Cold Frost noticed the slight sound, and outside the door were several women, and Cold Frost continued to roast the two mule legs as if nothing had happened. The cow butcher got up and opened the door, and sure enough, it was Widow Zhang and Aunt Li, followed by Wang Lichang's daughter-in-law, Wang Lin.

If you add a few people, the original number of people will not be enough. Shen Dongli motioned for Cold Frost to arrange people, she had something to ask. Leng Shuang nodded, waved his hand to float the bowls into the air, quickly replaced the long table with a slightly larger square table, and replaced it with a matching bench, blue and white bowls, and pointy spotted bamboo chopsticks. It only takes a few breaths, and everything is arranged.

Shen Dongli couldn't help but sigh pleasantly, sure enough, she was her mother's personal maid for many years, and her mother's love for her son, Shen Dongli couldn't bear to read it carefully.

The cow butcher simply told the women about the origin of Shen Dongli, and the women sat together happily, carefully served the meat made in the bamboo basket to the square table, and looked at the fairy girl sitting at the main table with great flattery, Shen Dongli responded with a smile. Legend has it that Shen Mingzhu was always able to save everyone, including mortals, with extensive love and hope, so he moved the Demon Sect Leader Long Xiaotian.

Thinking of the Demon Sect Leader Long Xiaotian, Shen Dongli felt that he just wanted to smile, how could she get revenge for destroying the door, she was secretly glad when she went down the mountain that day, so it was good.

The food made by the women who came was not bad, Shen Dongli beckoned a pot of plum wine, and warmed it with a magic device: "Do you need to drink?" Several people looked at each other, the little beggar looked at the earth dog, and the women looked at the cow butcher, as if they were looking for the backbone. The cow butcher hugged his fists and thanked him: "The gift of the immortals, I dare not resign." When the women heard this, there was a hint of fanaticism in their eyes when they looked at Shen Dongli.

The cold cream cut the barbecue meat into small pieces suitable for one bite along the texture and served it in front of Shen Dongli. Brush and brush three times and divide five by two, and cut the remaining meat and distribute it to everyone. The most fragrant of this barbecue is just out of the fire, the residual temperature is still there, the aroma is still there, the nourishing oil flowers explode on the skin, and the slightly burnt but crispy skin is the essence of the barbecue. Shen Dongli lifted the chopstick, took a deep breath, and swallowed it in one gulp, the juice of the meat flowed in his mouth, a little sweet, and delicious in the world.

Shen Dongli picked a piece with the skin attached to it, and firmly clamped it to Leng Shuang's mouth, Leng Shuang was stunned for a moment, and he took a bite of compliance, and his face was a little red.

"Dare to ask Niu Zhuangshi, do you know where the best restaurant in Yincheng is?" Shen Dongli asked, looking at the cow butcher.

"It's probably Qujiang Tower. The cow butcher replied respectfully, not like a real butcher, but a little like a scholar.

Shen Dongli was full of interest, took out a paper figure from his sleeve, dipped some wine with chopsticks, and wrote some runes on the paper figure: "Go to Qujiang Tower in the city for me, carry a table of vegetarian food, about eight dishes." And he pressed another ingot of gold on the paper man.

The paper figure jumped up from the table, grew when he saw the wind, and when he flew out of the door, he was already as tall as a little beggar, and even his appearance was nine points similar, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked, even Cold Frost had never seen the young lady use such a spell.

Shen Dongli looked at everyone's reactions, there was a little bad taste, but there was a hint of loneliness. How can people know the little tricks of the immortal realm?

yes, little dirt dog. Shen Dongli felt the heartbeat of the Wanling earth dog, it turned out that the negligence of the Heavenly Dao was not to let Chen Tenggou live so far, but to let this little earth dog still breathe.