Feng Fengchen, who didn't care about his strange behavior at all, walked towards the Pole Star Liao by himself, and it was very quiet along the way, as if he sensed the arrival of the Bazhen chicken, and the creatures on the entire mountain were quiet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wake up, get to know me, I'm your future master!" Sensing the movement in his arms, Feng Fengchen understood that this thing had woken up, and lowered his head and said to it.

Don't think that Fengyu Chen is stupid, the spirituality of Bazhen Chicken is not manifested in the attack power, don't look at this thing at the moment, you must know that you are more shrewd than people.

seemed to understand Feng Fengchen's words, this thing blinked his eyes, stretched out a wing and slapped it on Feng Yuchen's shoulder in a very humane way, as if to say: I am optimistic about you!

Nima! Feng Yuchen's face was dark, and he actually saw the meaning of it from the eyes of this thing.

"You mean to approve of me!"

Soon Bazhen Chicken responded, it stretched its neck to look at Feng Fengyu Chen, revealing a thoughtful look, and after being silent for half a minute, it nodded at Feng Fengyu Chen, probably recognizing Feng Yuchen as its owner.

"You guy, like the legend, are very human!" Fengyu Chen saw Bazhen Chicken's statement, and his heart was also high, but he didn't show it on the surface, after looking at the goods, he said seriously: "Since you admit that I am your master, then I will take care of it in the future!" ”

Bazhen Chicken flapped his wings heartily, and then pointed to his belly with his wings, looking up at the wind and rain, the meaning in his eyes is self-evident: Since you are my master, it is your responsibility to raise me!

Feng Fengyuchen understands and pretends not to understand, this thing is shrewd, and it will be seen if he reveals something.

"From now on, I order you to lose weight as a master! What to see! It's about losing weight! Feng Fengchen looked at Bazhen Ji's dumbfounded actions, and said angrily: "You said that you have made your former master miserable, do you still want to eat me or something!" ”

Bazhen chicken crowed lowly, and its wings slapped on Feng Fengchen's body to swear his dissatisfaction!

Weight loss! This is something that several owners have not let it do, but I didn't expect the owner who just approved it to want it to lose weight......

"I'll throw you here in trouble, and you will slowly find food by yourself, with the way you are now, the possibility of being eaten is much greater!" Feng Fengchen smiled proudly, since he decided to adopt this product, he naturally couldn't let it do whatever he wanted, with its current appearance, it would become a meat ball if it was eaten.

Bazhen chicken is an ancient treasure, the legend that even the gods have to covet the delicacy of three feet, the truth of which is not known, but the eggs laid by the Bazhen chicken, but have the effect of prolonging life, this is the fact recorded in ancient books, so many reasons down, but also created every owner of Bazhen chicken is obedient to it.

seems to understand that there is no result in arguing with Feng Fengchen, and Bazhen Chicken, who knows this, is not struggling, but looks a little depressed.

Back at Polestar Liao, Feng Fengchen found Dayudo Wenxu and asked her for a bamboo basket to make a nest for Bazhen chickens, as long as the bamboo basket was filled with some cotton wool, this guy could sleep peacefully.

When Feng Fengyuchen came to the old woman Wenxu with Bazhen chicken in her arms, she was so happy, and said with a smile in her mouth: "Yuchen, you are too outside, such a fat chicken is not common!" ”

"Steaming is a little fat! Well! Grill...... There's too much oil! It's better to stew it red! It's neither too oily nor too tire! Damido Wenxu looked at the large body of the Eight Treasures Chicken, nodded and suggested.

Bazhen Chicken can completely understand people's words, and the words of the old woman Wenxu can infuriate it, Nima! You want to eat me! I think I'm too oily! Red stew? Braised your sister!

Seeing that the eyes of the Bazhen chicken in his arms were sharp, Feng Yuchen hurriedly held it down, in order to stop this goods, he used his tendon and bone splitting hand, and controlled it with strong fingers.

"Aunt Wenxu, don't say it, this chicken is not for food, this is my new pet, don't pay attention to it!" Fengyuchen has a wry smile on his face, eat it? If you keep talking, you can't decide who eats whom?

After struggling to hold the goods, Feng Fengchen explained his intentions, and reminded Bazhen Chicken that it was his pet, and that he should not pay attention to it and so on.

In the disappointment and confusion of the old lady Wenxu, Feng Fengchen finally got the nest of this goods, the location was in his own room, after calming down, looking at the Bazhen chicken lying in the nest with a satisfied look, Feng Fengyuchen said to it solemnly: "I don't want to know what is the reason why you think I am the master, but now that I am your master, then you have to listen to me, without my orders in the future, you are strictly forbidden to make hurtful actions!" ”

Feng Fengchen is not a fool, so he can naturally see that the boy was not really buying Bazhen Chicken at that time, but looking for an owner for it, otherwise 300,000 yuan could buy Bazhen Chicken? Hehe?

Bazhen Chicken nodded, waved his wings, and looked like I knew, looking at his demeanor and not seeming to care.

Feng Fengchen didn't say much, he knew that this product would not be easily violated, and there had never been a record of Bazhen Chicken's violation of the master's orders in the ancient books of the past dynasties, so Feng Fengyuchen also temporarily put his mind at ease.

After settling this troublesome guy, Feng Fengchen began to think about the halberd the day after tomorrow, and turned to the market for a morning, and got back a foodie, the materials required for the halberd were not prepared, if everyone in Polar Star Liao knew about it, it would be inevitable to complain about him.

Unlike Feng Fengchen's casual behavior, Xingping Chuangzhen has never left the kitchen for a single step, and he has fought hard for the victory of the halberd.

Sometimes Kohei Chuangzhen wonders whether he is for the victory of the halberd or for the cancellation of the hundred dishes, and the result is mostly biased towards the latter, can winning or losing be more important than his own small treasury?

"I'm hungry, I'm going to see food in half an hour!"

A fluttering word spread from the living room to the kitchen, so Kohei Chuangzhen began to make the second dish with a bitter face, and when he held the kitchen knife, he gritted his teeth fiercely, I must win, if I go on like this, I can't go out to work!

Half an hour later, Kohei Soma walked out of the kitchen with a haggard face, his eyes were dark because he hadn't slept all night, and he looked very happy.

"What is this? Rice? Is this your specialty cooking? Feng Fengyuchen pointed to the bowl of rice brought out by Xingping Chuangzhen, and the whole person felt bad, this is fooling! It must be foolish!

When the storm was about to erupt in the morning, Kohei Sojin took out a bowl of golden granular things and smiled proudly: "Don't worry, my cooking is not finished yet!" ”

After speaking, he poured the golden particles from the small bowl into the white rice, and the heat rose, and the golden particles slowly melted to form a thick film to wrap the rice.

"Please taste it...... Ko strato-flow seafood rice !! ”