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I don't know when I fished out the big iron spoon in my hand and knocked on the edge of the pot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stinky boy, don't get distracted, next time let you cook, don't you rely on the mountain people, I didn't teach you."

Yang Jun came back to his senses, supported his forehead with one hand, and said a little helplessly: "Ancestor, aren't you just boiling a pot under water and boiling until the meat is cooked, what else should you pay attention to!" ”

The real person of Yushan glanced at him, and said in a long tone: "You don't know this-"

With a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a clay pot from behind him. When he lifted the lid, Yang Jun saw that there were fine particles with a little yellow in the white.

"Salt?"

"You don't understand that." With an expression of "you really don't know", he knocked on the clay pot with a big iron spoon and said: "Food without salt is the most unpalatable food in the world." You don't know that? ”

Yang Junxin said Of course I know, but your salt texture is not very good, and the color is not white enough.

"Is that enough salt for you?" In the pot, there are 1,000 catties of iron and blue-maned beasts alone, including bones and meat.

The real person of the mountain snorted "snorted", did not answer, and put his head to the side of the pot and sniffed vigorously.

Yang Jun looked at him like he was eager to dip his head into the pot, and he couldn't bear to look away.

"Tsk, this beast hunts well, and the stinky boy is still a little useful."

The real person of Yushan ignored Yang Jun and shook his hand and poured salt into the pot.

Yang Jun saw the rough salt waterfall poured into the pot, but the salt in the clay pot was not less at all, and he knew that this clay pot was not ordinary, and the salt contained in it might not be as much as a mountain.

The big iron spoon took out a spoonful of milky white soup, and the real person of Yushan drank it with a mouthful.

The soup in the pot is boiling and bubbling and bubbling. The water is steamy, and the air is full of the enticing smell of meat.

This smell was brought from his breath to his lungs, and Yang Jun's spirit relaxed unconsciously.

He glanced at him dissatisfiedly, and then rattled the rim of the pot with a large iron spoon.

"It's time to eat!"

Yang Jun suspected that this cauldron was broken by him.

The real person of the mountain held the spoon and began to drink the soup, a spoon the size of a palm, but he had to drink a spoonful of soup for half an hour.

Yang Jun knew that not only was this broken pot and crockpot invisible, but the spoon was also indestructible.

The real person of Yushan drank the hot soup, but he was also so hot that he kept sucking his mouth.

Yang Jun looked at him murderously and asked him to borrow a pair of chopsticks.

The bowl is a rough earthenware bowl, and the chopsticks are a pair of wooden. Both things were heavy in their hands.

Yang Jun looked at the real person in Yushan, his eyes were a little surprised.

This pair of dishes and chopsticks turned out to be new.

He was not hypocritical, seeing that the real person of Gangshan had already eaten happily, he stretched out his chopsticks into the pot, ready to fish out a bone with meat like the real person of Gangshan.

As soon as the chopsticks entered the water, the wrist suddenly sank, and one or two heavy wooden chopsticks suddenly became as if they were 100 catties.

The soup, which looked no more than a foot deep, became unprobeable, and it looked like a sea of soup.

Yang Jun's eyes instantly became confused.

"Chaos pot, boiling chaos, vast as smoke, as small as the sea."

This is the voice of a real person in Gangshan.

Yang Jun heard this voice in a daze, but his eyes were even more dazed.

There seemed to be a thin layer of mist in the eyes, and everything in front of me was a little difficult to see. And this voice, as if coming from the distant starry sky, has a hint of drifting, and it is not very real to listen to this.

What's going on, isn't the real person of Bishan sitting next to him?

Yang Jun suddenly felt a little tired and drowsy, but subconsciously told himself that he shouldn't sleep at this time.

Although he had been running around all day today, he was not very tired.

Moreover, how can the prey that you hunt yourself cheaper than a real person?

Yang Jun thought in his heart, but his consciousness became more and more blurred.

It's like wandering in the starry night sky, and the surroundings are shining.

Strangely, there is an enticing aroma lingering on the tip of the nose.

There was a small black shadow in front of him, Yang Jun subconsciously dodged, and his head slammed down, as if falling from a high altitude.

His forehead touched a hard thing, and when he opened his eyes, it was the wooden handle of the big iron spoon in the hand of the real person of the mountain.

The real person of the mountain smiled happily: "Stinky boy, you don't need to break your head if you want to add ingredients to the soup of the mountain people, right?" ”

Yang Jun touched the big bag on his forehead, and saw that half a foot in front of him was the edge of the cauldron. If you don't stop yourself, you will have to hit the big iron pot.

He frowned in confusion.

Holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, just about to fish for meat to eat, how could he doze off?

But in this confusion, the head suddenly clicked. What is it if it's not dozing?

Yang Junhu looked at the real person of Yushan suspiciously.

Just now, he seemed to hear the voice of this old ancestor in his haze.

"Now, here's for you!"

As if he couldn't get used to seeing him in such a daze, Yushan Zhenren threw a dark red thing into Yang Jun's bowl.

Yang Jun looked at it, but it was the heart of the Iron Li's blue-maned beast.

"Shengzhou Ten Thousand Beasts Record" contains, the five organs of the Tieli green-maned beast are beneficial to the lungs, especially the heart, and the food can be understood.

He smiled and said, "Such a good thing should be honored by your old man!" ”

"It's hard to chew! For you to eat. The real person of the mountain looked disgusted, but he didn't feel too hot and grabbed a big bone with meat with his left hand and gnawed it.

Yang Jun was originally a little disgusted with the black cauldron, but when he saw the real people of Gangshan snoring and eating happily, he also aroused his appetite, no longer thinking about what had just happened, and no longer being polite to the real people of Gangshan, and ate the things in the bowl.

As soon as the chopsticks were taken out of the pot, they returned to the appearance of ordinary chopsticks seven inches long, but they were still very heavy.

The heart is quite soft, but it is not difficult to chew at all, and Yang Jun feels that the taste is actually good.

A piece of heart is not finished, and there is another dark red liver in the bowl.

Yang Jun glanced at the real person in Gangshan Mountain.

The old ancestor didn't look at him squarely, gnawing on the meat and bones in his mouth, and his eyes were still staring at the pot.

Yang Jun held his chopsticks and stirred in the pot for a long time, feeling that the soup inside was like a turbulent sea, with bones and flesh, Suzi and water waves, and he couldn't even pick up a piece of meat.

The real person of the mountain looked at it with a smile.

Steaming with heat, his face was a little annoyed and red: "Haha, stinky boy, you can't eat without me reaching out, right?" Hmph, it's really useless! ”

Yang Jun held his breath, controlled his wrist, his fingertips flashed, and his chopsticks followed the direction of the water in the pot, chasing a piece of meat.

The real person of the mountain saw that his eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head and gnawed on his bones.

Yang Jun spent most of the hour in the pot, but still found nothing.

But the real person of Yushan was not polite to him, and he had to stretch out his chopsticks to stir it in the pot after a while.

Every time he stretched out his chopsticks into the pot, the pot of seawater-like soup was a tumbling boiling and rippling endless.

Yang Jun obviously noticed that something was touching his chopsticks, but he couldn't clinch it.

During this period, there was not a single internal organ left of the Iron Li's blue-maned beast that was fished out by the real people of Gangshan Mountain, and all of them fell into Yang Jun's bowl.

Seeing that there is not much meat in a pot of soup.

The real person of Yushan knocked on the edge of the pot: "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't have the ability to fish, learn more." Don't want me to serve you next time! ”

The real person of Yushan sneered, but Yang Jun was a little grateful in his heart.

If it weren't for this old ancestor, he really wouldn't be able to eat a piece of meat!

"Thank you, Ancestor." For the first time, he sincerely thanked the real people of the mountain.

The real people of Yushan brought him out of the turbulent Shengyun Palace, led him to the Snow Spirit Lake to open up the spiritual aperture, and gave him the best parts of the Iron Li's blue-maned beast to eat......

Before Yang Jun could finish thinking about it, he heard the real person of Yushan snort: "You know a fart!" I don't know how much I've eaten this thing, I'm tired of it! The viscera are fishy and smelly, where can it compare to big meat! ”

Yang Jun shut up and stopped talking.

He has eaten several pieces, can you not know, this Tieli green mane beast soup is delicious, the meat is tender, even the internal organs are also very fragrant, and there is no fishy smell at all.

This strange old man is quite awkward, so I still don't want to tell him more.

After eating, he burped and fell onto the stone platform, and after a while, he let out a thunderous snoring sound.

Yang Jun couldn't sleep, walked out of the cave, and went outside to find a stone to sit down.

There was a lack of moon in the sky, and the silver moonlight poured down, and the mountains and forests were gloomy, as if covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Yang Jun simply leaned back and lay down on the stone.

With the clear and audible snoring of the real people in the mountain, he stared at the night sky and thought quietly, and a voice echoed in his head.

Do you see your situation?

Yang Jun remembered that more than one person had asked this.

Today, it's the real person of Gangshan Mountain, and not so long ago, there was another person.

When he was in Ling Chushan, Gu Jiuxin also asked him like this, but they all asked "Chu Ke".

Yang Jun thinks about it now, he is not only unclear about his situation, he doesn't even recognize his identity at all!

When he returned to Lingchu Mountain, although he was determined to go to the immortal road, he wanted to be free for a lifetime, and he wanted to climb to the top of the world.

But are you ready to endure the ups and downs of the road?

Yang Jun thought that he had always been a little dismissive in his heart, thinking that he was "the protagonist favored by God and the world", and he still had a bit of a ticket mentality. I only saw the scenery above the top, but I didn't look down at the rugged road under my feet. I didn't face up to my situation at all......

The real man woke up the next day and didn't see Yang Jun.

Walking out of the cave, it was already noon outside.

"Stinky boy with no conscience, I don't know what to cook for the mountain people at noon." As he was chattering, he saw a black dot flying from the sky in the distance, getting bigger and bigger, and soon revealed the figure of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and Yang Jun.

Yang Jun didn't have a knife, so he pulled out a Qiankun bag and threw it to the real person of Yushan: "Jinling chicken, cooked!" ”

Unprecedentedly, the real people of Yushan didn't eat it for the first time, but stared at Yang Jun: "Stinky boy, radiant, not bad!" ”

He could see it last night, this kid was pale and listless. Now this head is held high, swaggering, and beaten with chicken blood? (To be continued.) )