Wen Yiming saw that the tools were complete, and the idea in his heart was decided. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info ran to the creek with a few chickens and became an autologist with his hands and feet.

Shu Yilan, who was next to her, frowned slightly, looked at the black feather chick in Wen Yiming's hand, which weighed less than three catties, and said suspiciously: "Hey, where did you catch this chicken?

Wen Yiming didn't raise his head, "Who knows, the old man brought it." ”

Mu Jing's slender jade hand cleaned the side dishes, and asked in her mouth, "Senior Brother Wen, who is that senior?"

Shu Yilan subconsciously looked at the empty woods behind him, and always felt that this old man seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he shook his head thoughtfully.

Wen Yiming said funny: "He said that his name is Drunken Man, and he seems to be in charge of patrolling our mountain." ”

The two girls both glanced at him with strange eyes that believed you.

And the drunken man who returned from hunting carried a string of palm-wide crucian carp, and when he just walked into the woods, his ears moved, and an old face instantly appeared stupid.

After a while, Wen Yiming had neatly dissected and washed a few tender chickens.

When I returned to the bluestone, I directly used this big bluestone as an operating table, and all kinds of pots and pans were placed in order. And Tong Qiang also picked up a large bundle of firewood, and before he put it down, he received Wen Yiming's arrangement to let him set up a stove and start a fire, followed by a series of instructions;

Of course, the two delicate women did not escape from the clutches of the devil, and were sent to find some herbs that Wen Yiming had confessed, only the drunken man leaned against the tree, watching this guy arrange in an orderly manner, and at the same time curiously watched him pour his internal strength into the palm of his hand, and kept slapping and squeezing every part of the whole chicken with a feminine special technique.

A few minutes later, Tong Qiang's stove was built, and he boiled the chicken fat according to the instructions and put it in a small bowl for later use.

And Wen Yiming also stopped in his hand, and the speed and timing of the old and spicy green onions, garlic, and ginger were stir-fried, and the spices he had prepared were added to them, and after the stir-frying, he scooped them up and packed them directly, and the kind of onion and garlic floated out, causing the drunkard to smack his lips again and again.

After a short time, Wen Yiming was already familiar with the stir-fry ingredients and various seasonings on the chicken body and marinated them.

Wen Yiming calculated the time, all kinds of equipment and conditioning were not complete, and it was estimated that he would have to marinate for an hour, but with the unique spices and herbs he added, the taste should not be much worse.

Once as a child of a family, after practicing martial arts, he was eating, drinking and having fun, in addition to prostitution and drugs, he was also a 'generalist' in the game world.

Wen Yiming is not very fond of eating and drinking, literature and art. Since he was a child, he has been practicing martial arts, and in his spare time, he is full of piano, chess, books, and pictures, and the elders of the family have trained his playthings more than once. When I grew up, I fell in love with food, not only like to eat all over the world, but also had a soft spot for cooking and enjoying the process by myself.

Otherwise, the wealthy and beautiful women who chased him back then would not be jealous of him, after all, a man with a prominent family background, young and golden, and a trace of literary temperament, and a chef who conquers the stomach and intestines, just ask which woman is not loved.

This guy was indeed a veritable suave and uninhibited prodigal son of Yushu back then.

During this period of pickling, of course Wen Yiming will not be idle, otherwise the foodie old man is estimated to be verbose again.

Raise a fire next to it and set up a shelf. Wen Yiming grilled a few fish that the drunken man got from somewhere, and at the same time kept directing Tong Qiang to play chores throughout the whole process, looking at Tong Qiang's extremely resentful expression, this guy was secretly arrogant.

Let you hurt your brother again! Let you be heavy and light on friends! Let you say nothing!

The time is not short, but no one is bored, everything is busy to survive, there is really nothing to do, they all sit down on the spot to watch Wen Yiming's performance.

The drunken man was a little impatient, the frequency of drinking was unconsciously accelerating, and the heat in his eyes also rose proportionally.

In Twin Cities, he is known for his love of food, and he never misses out on all kinds of food and quirky ways to eat. Over the years, the theoretical research on cooking and cooking has been quite profound.

At this time, looking at Wen Yiming's smooth operation, whether it is the preparation of seasonings, knife techniques, fire timing, etc., they are all familiar with the road, extremely delicate; the whole process is dazzling but orderly, and the grasp and precision of the fire even make him extremely enjoyable, in his eyes, this is even no less than appreciating a set of perfect heaven-level martial arts drills.

Tong Qiang has seen too many incredible things in Wen Yiming, and he has long been numb to a vegetative state, with a calm expression and ignoring everything.

And the two stunning sisters whose relationship escalates extremely quickly are not dull at this time.

As a cook, in this era, it should be a woman's own talent. It's a pity that their talents are miserable compared to Wen Yiming, like waste people whose muscles and veins are completely blocked and their spiritual sense has not been activated.

Mu Jing is a little better, after all, at home, she occasionally struggles to make a sour tomato scrambled egg, a bowl of white noodles or something; at this time, her soft and beautiful face is full of intoxicated looks, a pair of small hands like mutton fat and white jade are supported on her knees to support her delicate jaw; looking at Wen Yiming's constantly flipping grilled fish with one hand, and overtaking the chicken cub wrapped in large leaves in the charcoal with the other, this girl is obsessed as if she is admiring a work of art.

Shu Yilan still maintains her thinking, her pretty face that was originally full of cold air has long since melted down; as the daughter of the head of the family, she can be said to be illiterate in her knowledge of cooking, and she has never boiled even a pot of boiling water since she became sensible, let alone a bowl of noodles.

At the moment, she still kept her mind but was not awake, except for surprise and surprise. Wen Yiming, who was focusing on cooking in front of him, fell in Shu Yilan's eyes, and there was only a sigh that she didn't even notice herself, and his serious appearance was really attractive.

Although Wen Yiming no longer has the cool and handsome handsome face in his previous life, he will be seventeen years old in a few months, and he has already lost his childishness in these few months, and his figure has risen a lot, close to 1.8 meters. The sword eyebrows and starry eyes are strong and soft, and the resolute lip line that seems to be delicately drawn under the bridge of the heroic nose, combined with the confident smile, makes people want to get close.

Wen Yiming's current appearance is not cool and handsome, and he doesn't feel anything special at first glance, but if he looks at it a few more times, he will feel more and more attractive. And there is a unique self-confidence temperament that people do not exclude.

What kind of man is the most attractive,

--- confident man!

Shu Yilan tilted her head and supported her cheeks with one hand, and such an exclamation also abruptly appeared in her heart, and even she felt incredible after reacting; suddenly her little face turned red, and she peeked at Mu Jing next to her without a trace, and when she saw this girl looking at Wen Yiming obsessively, she didn't realize herself; while secretly breathing a sigh of relief in her heart, but for some reason, a trace of strangeness and dissatisfaction rose inexplicably in her heart, as for who she was dissatisfied with, even she didn't know.

Mu Jing didn't notice Shu Yilan's movement at all, and although the sigh in her heart was different from Shu Yilan, it was not much different.

She even added a sentence in her heart!

What kind of man does a woman dislike the most?

--- man who has no friends!

Among the newcomers in the Twin Cities, the person who has the most friends must be Wen Yiming. Whether it is the stupid big Tie Bi or the elegant scholar Fei Yuqing, these top-ranked geniuses have a heart-to-heart relationship with Wen Yiming, including Gu Yun and Gu Yu brothers when the city was divided later, she clearly saw that they looked at Wen Yiming's eyes, and they appreciated and got close to them from the bottom of her heart.

At the end, she didn't forget to add a sentence in her heart.

Of course, there is also Tong Qiang, who is as iron as a friend!

If Wen Yiming knew what this girl was thinking at this time, it was estimated that he would be so angry that he would make all the one hundred and eight dishes of the Manchu and Han dishes.

Regarding Shu Yilan's twenty gold coins being blackmailed by Wen Yiming, Mu Jing also burned the truth under the flame of her gossip not long ago.

All of this shows that the man in front of her has a unique charm, attracting everyone around her! She feels that the more she knows Wen Yiming, the more mysterious he becomes.

A civilian cloth with no background.

Win the championship with the cultivation of the fifth layer of the refining body.

The whole game did not show any martial arts.

Opposite to the high autumn and waves, he is not timid, and his killing intent is resolute.

In the face of the chief of the lonely city, he was outspoken and unyielding, knowing that he could not do it and responded to the battle to the death.

......

Mu Jing couldn't help but whisper in a quiet voice!

"This is an enigmatic man!"

Shu Yilan heard Mu Jing's whisper, and subconsciously nodded slightly, "Hmm!"

The two girls reacted at the same time, and after glancing at each other in amazement, their delicate faces flushed, and they instantly pursed their red lips to look away, but their hearts were deer.

Mu Jing was not a person who twisted, and she recovered in an instant.

Shu Yilan felt that her entire cheeks were unusually hot, and even spread to her neck.

What am I thinking about here? I'm ashamed to die, I blame this troublemaker!

Wen Yiming really wants to know this unreasonable complaint in Shu Yilan's heart, and he probably has to yell--- it's about me!"

Shu Yilan and Mu Jing's voices just now were very small, coupled with the violent roar of the bonfire and everyone watching Wen Yiming's performance intently, they didn't notice it.

Only the drunken man's ears trembled slightly, and with a strange smile on his face, he glanced at the two little girls opposite, and then poured a sip of old wine and laughed!

The lewd laughter was not big or small, just enough for everyone to hear.

Tong Qiang glanced at the drunken man in a daze, and suddenly there was a cold feeling behind him, and goosebumps inadvertently fell to the ground.

The two women, whose faces were flushed and had not retreated, had a ghost in their hearts, and secretly glanced at the drunken man's meaningful thief smile, and then glanced at each other, and whispered in unison: "I'll go out for a spin!"

After that, the second daughter got up very tacitly and 'fled in a panic'!

Wen Yiming inexplicably glanced at the direction in which Mu Jing and the two left. When he turned around, he saw that the drunken man had a lewd and obscene old face, smiling so wrinkled and huddled together, like a ball of chrysanthemums blooming, Wen Yiming felt creepy for no reason.

So he shouted angrily: "Old man, what kind of plane are you doing?"