Chubby sat up, scratched his head, and his mind slowly cleared up, but he didn't remember some of the things before, and his memory seemed to stay before he was taken away by the monster. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But how could he be here? He felt like a big dream, and after thinking about it for a while, the lost memory faintly appeared.

"Mother. Sister Flowers. I'm not dreaming, am I?" Chubby rolled a pair of flexible eyes to look at them.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed. You were captured by the monster before, after you were rescued, you are not smart enough, my aunt and I took you here to pray for God, and sure enough, I met a mountain god to take you away, last night the mountain god gave me a dream, and asked me to pick you up at this time. So my aunt and I came to pick you up at this time, and found you lying here. Due to the cold weather, I brought a dress for you when I came. Hanagami happily explained.

Chubby vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been here with them before, and then he couldn't remember what happened.

He stood up, moved his lower limbs, felt the wind blowing strongly in late autumn, put on the clothes that were put on the lookout, and hurriedly hugged his mother and said, "I'm fine." Let's go back. ”

Eyes are flexible, thinking normally, and moving freely. Chubby is indeed fine.

Hanakami said excitedly, "Let's go, we're going home." Don't go back later, these days we are coaxing the villagers to say that you are relaxing at your uncle's house. It's better not to mention it in the future, so as not to cause random speculation. ”

"Go and bow to the mountain god, and we'll go home. Aunt Yuan happily led her son to the stone to the west.

All the food on the stone disappeared, and I just took the opportunity to take advantage of the clothes and put them back into the Heavenly Realm. Now the village is not poor, but the waste is shameful.

"Huh. This mountain god has received all the offerings, but he refuses to see us?" she pulled her son, knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed a few times sincerely.

"Thank you, Mountain God. Let's go. We went back. ”

The three of them slowly climbed up the ridge, and as they walked, they told him about the big and small things in the village these days.

Before dark, the three of them returned to Dongshantou.

Gao Yun looked at the extra person from a distance, young and slightly fat, that was the god chef Yuan Xiaopang?

"This is Gao Yun, a monk who is about to become a foundation builder. "The flowers are introduced to Chubby.

On the way, he mentioned from time to time that there were two monks in the village, and Xiaopang was very yearning for cultivation, and when he heard that Gao Yun was so powerful, he pulled him and said, "Brother Gao Yun." You'll teach me later, okay?"

Hua Shang glanced at Gao Yun, meaning that he should not refuse too bluntly.

Gao Yun already knows the story of Chubby. Thinking that he was once taken away by a monster, and then he was lost, and he went to live at his uncle's house for so long, and he was pitiful, so he smiled and said, "If there is that fate, we will study together." ”

Aunt Yuan smiled and tore off her son's arm, "You don't have that qualification, don't embarrass Gao Yun." ”

Chubby smiled, "Your brothers haven't eaten my cooking yet." I'll cook you a dish in the evening. ”

"I heard you're a good cook. We'll wait for your food to serve in the evening. Gao Yun said with a smile.

"It's a pity that there was a flood a while ago, and all the cherry wine my father made was washed away by the flood. Otherwise, my food will be served with my father's wine, and you will definitely like our Longwei Village more and more. Chubby's face was full of regret.

Gao Yun laughed and said, "Now that the village is being built, there is wine and meat every day. When the new village is built, fruit trees will be planted around it, and your Yuan family tavern will be full of guests and friends in the future. ”

Chubby smiled and walked down. Seeing the new scene of prosperity in the village, he was filled with joy and hope. These days of slumber have no effect on him at all, and in the evening he goes to the stove to fry a large pot of carrots and pork for everyone, this dish has always been a favorite home-cooked dish of Longwei villagers, inherited for many generations, but no one has ever made a better taste than him.

After the Gao Yun brothers came to Longwei Village, their lives were much more stable than before, except for patrolling, they took medicine and practiced in the shed at night. Recently, the village has been very stable, and they don't have to worry about their work. Very content with this kind of life, drinking two taels of medicinal wine at night, just fried back to the pot with little fat, the brothers sat in the shed, and were shocked by the red color, fat but not greasy, fragrant and delicious taste.

This little fat really deserves the talent of a god chef. Gao Yun's heart was full of infinite love for him, if there really was such a disciple, it would be a rare blessing.

However, can Chubby cultivate?

Moreover, he is only a qi refiner.

Thinking of Xiaopang's cute appearance, I yearn to learn from him, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

The villagers were so happy tonight, Xiaopang was finally normal, and he made dishes that were as delicious as before, and the shack area and construction site were full of happy laughter of eating and drinking.

Hua Shang sat in the small hall of the alchemy room, looked at the small plate of pot meat in front of him, and said that it was a small plate, and when the dish was served, Aunt Yuan scooped a towering plate for her!

She looked at her father pitifully, her eyes begging, "I really want to eat this pot meat." ”

Not only in this world, but also in the plane world, she especially loves to eat the home-cooked dish of pot meat, and she used to be chubby with her guidance, and when she made this dish, she hooked some tempeh in the fryer, and this meat was particularly delicious.

But now she can't eat such food.

The saliva swallowed for a long time, and her eyes hooked on the oily back pot meat, and the fragrance had already made her depressed to the point of disorder.

"Shall I just taste one bite?" she couldn't help but speak, pleading pitifully to the heavens.

Can't give in, let her take a bite, she will definitely eat it all the time. Hun Tian found that the villagers really like to eat small and fat fried dishes, and a dish of meat in the pot will bring endless joy to everyone.

The ghost sent the gods, and the flower picked up the chopsticks and slowly stretched out the plate, just when he was about to grab the meat. Hun Tian let out a muffled cry, which shook her blood and blood, and she almost fell to the ground.

"Bring it in and pour it out!" Hun Tian's voice was full of menace.

The poor child came to the Heavenly Realm listlessly with his meal. With a flick of her hand, she poured the food in her hand into the wooden barrel placed outside the left cave.

"Eat!" Hun Tian had a few items of food in front of her, and she had set up her chair.

Hua Shang sat down in a chair and muttered, "I dare to pack tickets." If you taste a bite of the fat meat in the pot, you will know what it means to be secretly ecstatic!"

"Is it so powerful?" Hun Tian was actually very curious, but he couldn't indulge her bad habits, and it was very troublesome and painstaking to create her as a super mortal.

With a movement of his hand, he summoned the barrel outside to his face.

Don't think it's a bucket or something, every meal poured into it is a very clean meal, the flowers have never touched a bite, plus the freshness and purification of the Heavenly Realm, these meals have become more delicious than before.

Hun Tian picked up a piece of pork belly with some temperature on his noodles with chopsticks, examined its appearance for a while, smelled a fried fragrance, and some fragrant tempeh grains on it, his nose involuntarily moved slightly, and he swallowed saliva lightly in his throat. This food is indeed very tempting.