Chapter 187: Foodies Gather

"Brother Shaohao, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy. ”

Wenren Hongying's eyes stared at Tu Bai and swallowed his saliva.

Her words were exchanged for the nods of Li Shui and Qin Fen.

Tubai was speechless for a while.

He was worried that the foodie of his junior sister was wandering outside, and if he couldn't eat, he might get into trouble everywhere, so he simply put a lot of food in the storage ring worn by the puppet clone.

It was supposed to be a backup solution, and he didn't think it was very likely to be used.

After all, the junior sister still has to focus on business when she goes out, and there is not much chance of thinking about eating.

At the beginning, the junior sister was indeed very normal, digging plants hard, and never thought of satisfying the appetite.

But who would have thought that as soon as he met Pang Zhi, the whole style of painting changed abruptly, and he actually began to think about the great cause of eating again.

What's even more unexpected is that the gentle and shy Shan Shui, the upright Qin Fen, is actually a foodie.

Fortunately, there are more ingredients in his puppet clone storage ring, so he can withstand the looting of these foodies.

The guys are hungry like that, so he won't hang their appetite.

With a wave of his hand, two roast chickens, one roast duck, five or six dishes, and several pots of sake appeared in front of several people, and even thoughtfully set up tables and chairs.

Hearing this, Hongying cheered, pinched her hand, released a ball of water balloons, pulled a few people to wash their hands, and then sat down.

This Shao Hao is simply too good, he is simply an envoy sent down to them.

Shan Shui and Qin Fen were also extremely satisfied.

In the previous casual conversation with Pang Zhi, Qin Fen already knew that Shao Hao had given three pieces of food, which meant that the other party didn't want to poison them, if he wanted to harm them, he would have done it a long time ago.

What's more, she thought that if there was no problem with the food, then there must be no problem, so Qin Fen joined the camp of foodies with confidence.

Since entering the wind and rain view, they have eaten fruits and vegetables, and they have been vegetarian for a long time.

Although immortal cultivators pay attention to the valley and remove impurities from the body, the foodie's attachment to food is a more powerful obsession than becoming an immortal, and they can't find a way to get rid of it for a while.

Since you can't restrain yourself, you can simply let go of your stomach and enjoy the food to the fullest.

Seeing the four of them moving, Pang Zhi, who was trying to eat, looked up at their table, and saw that their food was similar to his, nodded with satisfaction, and continued his meal.

As for playing chess, he had long been left behind.

The white-bearded old man was a little confused, did these Ran Di come to inherit the inheritance, or did they come to him for a picnic?

Even if the purpose is a picnic, although his stone palace is a relic of nearly 10,000 years, the scenery is really nothing special, can't they change places?

There is another thing, that is, the fragrance of the roast chicken is refreshing, what should he do if he feels that he has moved his heart?

Look in front of yourself, there is no cherry blossom even in the cup

And in front of them, there is wine, meat and vegetables, which is simply suspected of abusing the elderly!

"Ahem, what does your wine taste like?" the old man asked as if unintentionally.

Pang Zhi raised his head, what?

Of course, wine is the taste of wine, but what else can it taste like?

If it's really an immortal, he can't even understand it.

Seeing that Pang Zhi didn't know why, the old man continued to order, "I just don't know if this chicken is delicious, although it is a simple ingredient, but if you want to do it well, there is also a way." ”

Pang Zhi was a little confused, didn't this old man concentrate on studying chess, why did he suddenly study eating so much?

Wenren Hongying had already understood the old man's intentions, and asked for a drink and food from Tubai in a low voice and sent it to the old man.

"This, I don't eat fireworks in the world...... the old man also wanted to put some old immortals on the score.

Hearing that Hongying didn't say anything, she turned around and left with the wine and food.

“...... Wait, the gods occasionally have to have fun with the people, girl, you are too anxious and will suffer. ”

The old man's face was slightly red, he didn't expect the girl to be so sharp, just take it away.

He had to change his tone in a hurry, and he didn't dare to say anything that didn't eat the fireworks in the world.

For the sake of stuttering, it is not easy for him.

However, it tastes good.

Therefore, the originally elegant chess game has become a gluttonous feast.

But the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

The spirit of the place of trials, which had quietly hidden itself, poked its head out, why did it suddenly feel jealous?

Obviously the spirit doesn't need to eat human food, why does it suddenly have the urge to eat!

Woo woo, it's so hard!

After a full meal, Pang Zhi felt that he had finally come to life and had the strength to fight the old man.

He drew his sword with a thud, "Let's fight!"

The old man's hand shook, and the chicken leg almost didn't fall to the ground.

Does this fat man dislike him for eating too much?

Wenren Hongying tugged at the fat man's sleeve, "Senior Brother Pang, playing chess, not doing it." ”

Is this Senior Brother Pang a fish, and his memory is only three seconds?

Pang Zhi scratched his head, impulsively.

Foolishly put away his sword, sat down obediently, and picked up the black chess piece.

The old man wiped his mouth, wiped the oil off his beard, and regained the appearance of the fairy wind bones.

The delicious meal just now made him feel like he had returned to the time when he had just cultivated, and it was really embarrassing in the past!

Seeing that these people made him feel the beauty of the past, then in the next chess game, he will let this fat man make a few moves.

According to his assessment, this fat man only likes food and swords, and his chess strength should be mediocre, and it won't be long before he can win a big victory.

But the fact is that Pang Zhizi almost didn't think about it, and it was extremely fast.

And his chess style was cold, as if he had the meaning of sassy, and after only a while, he killed the old man and retreated again and again.

The old man is sweating on his forehead, is this fat man so strong?!

Qiang Zi stabilized his mind, and desperately counted the number of subsequent steps in his mind.

But Pang Zhi's chess path is righteous and awe-inspiring, and there is no trace of strange tricks and dangerous schemes.

Even if the old man calculated for a long time, after a fall, Pang Zhidu quickly fell again, disrupting the old man's follow-up chess path and gradually crushing it.

The old man had never seen such a style of chess, and the opponent was so dignified and won him effortlessly.

"Bang", Pang Yizi fell, the winner or loser of this game has been decided, and the old man has no reason to win.

"Happy, happy, hearty, hearty!Come again!" the old man was refreshed, holding Pang Zhi's hand, planning to go to the next wasteland.

As for what trials, what inheritances, they have long been left behind.

Pang Zhi saw sweat on his forehead, and he still came?

Just now he listened to Shao Hao's command, and it seemed that he had made several mistakes, and if he had another game, he would have to kill him!

Playing chess is not fun at all, but eating and drinking are more important!