Meng Yanshan quickly flipped the bird meat in her hand, and added some seasonings from time to time, Qian Sanbao ate a mouth full of oil, what can be said is that Meng Yanshan grilled a skewer and he ate a skewer, Meng Yanshan finally couldn't stand it, glared at him, and said: "Eat less, there is still broth in the pot over there, it's time to be fine, go and serve yourself a bowl." ”

Qian Sanbao felt that what he did was a little wrong, almost all the barbecued meat today went into his mouth, took the bowl in Meng Yanshan's hand, walked to the pot, looked at the full pot of flowers and green, and didn't know if he could eat it, but thinking that the barbecue made by Meng Yanshan just now was so delicious, he took a spoon, looked for meat in the pot, and fished a full bowl of meat.

Meng Yanshan handed half of the barbecue in her hand to Zhongli Yechen, and said, "You didn't eat much because of Jinshan just now, give it." ”

Looking at the barbecue in his hand, Zhongli Yechen didn't seem to hate Meng Yanshan so much in his heart, after all, he was just for fun, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. So he was willing to eat meat. After Meng Yanshan finished processing the meat in her hand by dividing it by two, she took out two more bowls, walked to the pot, filled two bowls of soup, and handed one bowl to Zhongli Yechen, he was not hypocritical, and took it himself.

"Xiao Qingqing, why is this meat not as delicious as barbecue?" Qian Sanbao asked out loud while handling the meat in his bowl, but the taste of this meat is weird, it is not as delicious as imagined, and there is no taste, but it tastes a little well, old.

Glancing at the bowl of meat in Qian Sanbao's bowl, Meng Yanshan smiled and explained: "Jinshan, you didn't listen to me just now, I let you eat meat." ”

"Isn't this meat for eating?" Qian Sanbao asked differently. Even Zhongli Yechen looked at him puzzled.

"Don't you see that there are many medicinal herbs in the pot? This is my stewed herbal tonic soup, I have forced out all the nutrients in the spirit bird with herbs, and added a few medicinal herbs that are beneficial to your cultivation of Xuangong, you two drink more. ”

"Well, I'll drink the soup." When Qian Sanbao heard this, he threw down the meat in the bowl and picked up another bowl to serve the soup. Looking at the man who was in a hurry, Meng Yanshan smiled speechlessly, and couldn't help but wonder if he had never eaten in his life?

"Oh, yes, and my pigeon." Meng Yanshan suddenly remembered the upgraded version of the called chicken she had buried not long ago, moved the fire in front of her, picked up the dagger from Zhongli Yechen and started digging the earth, Zhongli Yechen looked sad, this was his precious dagger, and it was used as a digging job in her hands.

After a while, a dry ball of soil was dug out of it, Meng Yanshan didn't dare to touch it, just held a dagger and touched it blindly, Zhongli Yechen looked at Meng Yanshan with a puzzled expression, Qian Sanbao came over with a bowl of soup, looked at a ball in front of him and said, "Qingqing, what is this?" ”

"You'll find out later." Meng Yanshan touched the soil ball and found that it was not so hot, so she was about to peel it off when it suddenly came.

A dog barked for a while, and then I saw a big black dog rushing over at an unobservable speed, Qian Sanbao grabbed it with a big hand, and took Meng Yanshan away from the place, and when Meng Yanshan came back to her senses, her self-created pigeon was gone, and then I found that the big black dog was shaving it with two front paws, and after a while, the meat inside was exposed, and the aroma overflowed from the inside.

"No, my name is Flower Pigeon, I will slaughter this dog and stew it to drink, to pay tribute to my Flower Pigeon." Saying that, Meng Yanshan took the dagger and wanted to take revenge.

"Qingqing, and slow, if I'm not mistaken, this dog should be the mountain god dog of Qingshan." Qian Sanbao took Meng Yanshan's hand and said, signaling him not to do stupid things.

"Mountain God Dog, the name is quite domineering, isn't it still a dog." After Meng Yanshan finished speaking, she obviously noticed that the big black dog glanced at her, and Meng Yanshan was shocked.

"Hehe, I really don't know how you got into Qingshan, you don't even know such common sense." Zhongli Yechen said mockingly on the side.

Meng Yanshan looked at Qian Sanbao puzzled.

Qian Sanbao helplessly helped him, and having a common sense idiot beside him still damaged his young master's reputation, so he distanced himself from Meng Yanshan, cleared his throat and said: "The mountain god dog is the guardian dog of Qingshan, each of which is extremely spiritual, Qingshan has a total of four hundred and sixty mountain god dogs, each of which has its own place to guard, so ordinary people can't see them, but all those who come to Qingshan and want to make a fortune have no return." ”

"Is it because of them?" Meng Yanshan pointed to the greedy big black dog in front of her.

"Dogs have a very sensitive sense of smell, so to speak, and they will be the first to know when there is an outsider, which is why he spotted us in the first place and did not attack."

"You two can't beat a dog?" Meng Yanshan looked at the two big men on the wall in shock.

Qian Sanbao glanced at Meng Yanshan speechlessly and did not continue.

"It's because we have the smell of a student from Aoyama Academy, so they didn't attack us, but once we became hostile to him, it would summon its companions as soon as possible, and then we would not face one dog, but more than four hundred dogs." Zhongli Yechen explained lightly.

Meng Yanshan was dumbfounded, fortunately she didn't rush up stupidly just now, otherwise she couldn't imagine the situation of more than 400 dogs behind her ass, that scene was so cute.

"Hey, Brother Dog, I didn't expect you to have the ability to be the king of beasts, it's really disrespectful and disrespectful, my name is Huage, isn't it delicious? It's my own recipe, no semicolon. Meng Yanshan began to chat with a big black dog, but they only focused on the flower pigeon under their mouths, and they didn't even want to give a look. Meng Yanshan had no choice but to give up.

Qian Sanbao and Zhongli Yechen glanced at each other tacitly, and both shook their heads, what a genius, even dogs are in the mood to chat. The two of them just fought with the soup in their bowls, and I have to say that after drinking it, the dantian felt warm, and they could clearly feel the aura between heaven and earth seeping into every pore of their own, and they wanted to scream comfortably.

Meng Yanshan didn't see the shining eyes of Zhongli Yechen and Qian Sanbao, and the god-like speed of drinking soup, and when she wanted to fill another bowl, the pot was already empty, and there was not even a scum, looking at the two of them's satisfied expressions, Meng Yanshan wanted to hit the wall.

What a friend, what a buddy, didn't even leave her a bowl of soup, this soup is still made by her. She could see the deep satisfaction in the eyes of those two people, even the big black dog was lying leisurely under the tree with satisfaction, and only Meng Yanshan touched her stomach to eat eight points full

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