In other words, in the first four nights of "Boiling Eagle", "Er Yingzi" and Qingwen were on the bar.

Since the beginning of the fight, Eagle and Qingwen's two untamed hearts have become more energetic, they look at each other, and no one is willing to admit defeat......

In this way, I stayed up until the fifth night.

Qingwen finally couldn't support it anymore, and just about to take a nap, she was refreshed by a thin hollow woodpipe thrown by Baoyu.

"Qingwen, hurry up and pour some water into the 'thin pipe', in the past five days, it hasn't dripped, but it's really stubborn. It is worthy of being the female eagle of the north cliff of the four beams of the West Mountain......"

After being forcibly watered, the "child eagle" with iron chains and feet continued to face Qingwen's eyes......

The light of the fire was reflected in its extremely clean black eyes, like two everlasting lamps in the darkness.

Qingwen looked at the big eagle's shadowy and fire-like eyes, and thought, "I don't know when these two ever-bright lights will be able to illuminate the dark and boundless "suspicion" between myself and the "child shadow"?!"

Boiling eagles is really a chore.

There are no techniques to speak of, and there are no shortcuts. If you boil the eagle halfway and can't continue halfway, then the previous effort to boil the eagle will be in vain, and you will have to start all over again.

Persistence is the only law that can counter wildness.

It wasn't until the seventh night that the "Eagle" finally began to suffer from it, and once he fell asleep, it would be easy to do......

I saw that the proud head of the great eagle began to pestle downward, and then pestle, and return the pestle......

Qingwen couldn't bear to shake the silver fir wood under the eagle's claws, and forcibly prevented it from sleeping......

Qingwen's annoying, hundreds of consistent, consistent and consistent interference actions made "Er Yingzi" angry all of a sudden, and the anger became more and more intense...... Hit Qingwen with the "helmet" in the corner of her eye......

Look, the pair of black eagle eyes were like two sharp blades, staring at the tamer Qingwen fiercely and deadly, infinitely resentful, unwilling to gush out with the edge of the eyes......

That's it, Big Eagle and Qingwen, you look at me, I look at you, staring at you with big eyes.

It's not so much that in the past seven days, it is Qingwen who is boiling the eagle, but it is better to say that it is also the big eagle who is struggling with Qingwen......

A big eagle, which weighs as much as 30 standard stones, has been boiled to the weight of only 26 standard stones after seven days......

Qingwen pondered in her heart: this was equivalent to one of five parts of her original weight that had been lost.

At this weight, it's time to allow the eagle to go to the ground.

According to the usual saying of the old eagle trainer: the big eagle is heavier than twenty-six stones, and it still has the strength to escape, and when the weight is boiled by the eagle to only twenty-four or five stones, the big eagle has lost too much body, and is no longer able to fight in the sky, and cannot escape.

After many days of hard work, I saw that the wildness of the big eagle had really worn off a lot. During the day, the big eagle stopped on Qingwen's arm and no longer flew around.

Even the helmet to prevent the eagle from hurting people with its beak can be taken off with confidence when it comes to the point of boiling the eagle this time. In the jargon, it's time to "drop the hat".

This is the right time for Qingwen and Ying to start entering the second round of their dealing.

......

"It's time for the fire, it's time to 'eat' the big eagle, right?" Baoyu felt sorry for the big eagle and kept urging Qingwen.

Qingwen glanced at Baoyu and said, "I know that I feel sorry for Daying, how many days have you been busy developing new foot soaking potions every day, what is called 'hard vegetables'...... I don't even remember. ”

"Break away, break away, where have you learned from His Highness's words and deeds? Baoyu was unimpressed that she was no longer meticulous in cooking.

Baoyu shouted obediently while feeding the big eagle raw meat. This raw meat is carefully soaked mutton, you know, the longer the meat is soaked, the more it loses its blood color and becomes pale, and the more its nutrient content is lost, which can only maintain the limited physical strength needed for survival of the eagle.

However, the big eagle, which usually has a tricky taste and does not eat non-living creatures, eats up the white meat at this time, which is really a manifestation of hunger.

Feed the white meat and control the portion, so that all the way down, the eagle's weight can be reduced day by day. When the eagle gets hungry and hungry, that's when the traditional time to start training for "jumping boxing".

Qingwen looked at the gobbling up the "Er Yingzi" in front of her, and thought: If you want to succeed in boiling eagles, you really have to be patient, loving, and strictly follow the established rules and past experience to educate......

In this way, it is true that he can't practice swords in the worry-free cave, and he wants to be like a boiling eagle.

The firelight hit the wall, showing three shadows, the shadow with long braids and busy hands was naturally Qingwen's, the shadow with his head down and repeatedly rubbing a long sword was Baoyu's, and the majestic shadow with iron chains on his claws and standing still was undoubtedly the eagle's......

There was an iron kettle on the firewood, and the boiling water had been bubbling for a long time.

Qingwen glanced at Baoyu with earnest eyes, she was hoping that Baoyu could cook early.

But Goo was not in a hurry at all, and she also emphasized that the water would have to boil for a little longer, and although the water seemed to be boiling fast, it was far from boiling hot.

Qingwen waited helplessly for a while, and then Baoyu walked back to the firewood with her inherent square steps.

From his own herbal bag, he carefully selected a few medicinal herbs that even Qingwen couldn't name, no, it should be a few spices. Baoyu carefully sprinkled these spices gently into the iron kettle that was "blooming", and pressed it slowly with a wooden spoon.

Then, Baoyu calmly prepared the air-dried lamb diced, dried flour skin, dried mushroom shreds, dried kelp shreds, dried tofu shreds, and dried green onion shreds...... Wait for the air-dried ingredients that should be easy to carry and put them into the small iron kettle one by one.

Then he poked his head out and admired his "masterpiece" for a long time, and then added two new handfuls of firewood to the firewood in a hurry, and then, very gracefully, slowly opened a folding fan, and fanned it a few times, and the firewood actually obeyed his "rectification" and suddenly ignited.

Qingwen just closed her eyes and was about to get closer to smell it again, only to see Baoyu neatly pour most of the freshly melted snow water into the iron kettle with a wooden scoop.

With a "poof-" sound, the soup in the iron kettle suddenly "stopped" and refused to boil anymore, and the aroma of the soup was suddenly locked back into the kettle. Qingwen retracted her poked nostrils in a gloomy manner.

"When will I be able to drink this boiling, hot, and well-boiled soup......?"

Qingwen swallowed her saliva, in the end, she is also a meritorious man who has stayed up for seven days and seven nights, and she is quite qualified to talk to Baoyu today, so she said to Baoyu: "Tsk, it is said that fresh soup can soothe people's hearts." ”

Baoyu's "waiting" effort was so good that he didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and said, "You kid has finally opened his mind." ”

Qingwen nodded, hurriedly approached, and said: "Yes, yes, they all say that women, the elderly, those who are deficient in qi and blood, who are weak, and who are weak after illness, can eat more mutton soup. ”

Baoyu burst out laughing: "Old Chinese medicine doctor, you, old-fashioned." You talked about it for a long time, but you didn't get to the point. ”

Qingwen replied, "As long as you don't become the pharmacist and change your mind to become a chef, I can't get to the point." ”

Baoyu said: "You think you are a mother, an old man, and you have the treatment that I Baoyu serves? I am not a pharmacist, nor a chef, I am an educator, do you understand?" The so-called educator is also a spice for the heat.

"Look at you these days and the big eagle 'bar', boiled small circles of the eye 'really black', the educator has the responsibility to add a fire to you to burn a little 'Wang', you just said the right nutritional value and medicinal value of this sheep soup, in fact, the spiritual value of this sheep soup is greater, the sheep soup is healthy, I, an educator, is giving you courage!"