In my previous life, I took Xiaojing to a Western restaurant, with snow-white tablecloths and delicate utensils. Add soothing piano music and light two milky candles. God, a woman's heart melts in an instant like a burning candle. It can be seen from Xiao Jing's autumn watery eyes that it is ...... if you propose marriage at this time!

"Brother Yun, why don't you eat? This old cow's ancestral craftsmanship definitely has a hand in killing cattle. The beef is also well cooked, and the service is extremely tender. Wusun Jichang's roar woke Yun Yue from her illusion.

Look at the emerald green patina knife in your hand, and the pair of dark and shiny chopsticks. Coupled with the constant chirping of mules and horses around him, the black thing in front of him that looked like overnight poop was even more disgusting to watch and smell crazy.

"What is this?" Yun Yue was frightened and pushed away the stack of sauces that didn't know what the ingredients were.

"Brother, that's a good thing. Beef is dipped and eaten with this thing, and that's what tastes good. Wusun Ji Chang said as he dipped the blood-stained beef in a large piece of sauce.

The blood-dripping beef is pulled into the sauce, and the black layer on the outside is turned over. Revealing a yellow lump inside, there seems to be some small things squirming!

"Vomit ......"

I really couldn't stand such a visual impact, and before I could take two steps, I vomited in the dark. Faced with this kind of tyrant-style Western food, Yun Yue fled in the wilderness.

In a courtyard of the Niujia Inn, Yun Yue was building a stove with stones. Beat him to death and don't eat what that bastard made, it's too damn terrifying. Even if you starve to death in this life, you will never touch that thing.

There is a fat sheep hanging on the shelf, and the mutton in the last autumn is the fattest. The beef made by Lao Niu's family is not flattering, but the kung fu of killing sheep is absolutely first-class.

General Yun Yue lent the dagger to Lao Niu's eldest son, Xiao Niu, and a cold light flashed. A fat sheep turned into a bare plate sheep, and then a cold light flashed. The bare plate sheep has become a pile of unrelated pieces of mutton, and the essence of the sheep can no longer be explained.

"Good knives! This brother. Two cows for you, a knife for you, or not. The calf admired the dagger and did not hesitate to offer the price of two cows.

"No change! Yun Yingying is a disciple of the Immortal Family, and his sword is naturally a Immortal Treasure. A layman like you can use it for a while, and you dare to think about trading! The iron-like bolt snatched the dagger from the calf's hand and returned it to Yun Yue respectfully. At the same time, the brothers looked at the calf with vicious eyes, looking like a thief.

The two brothers already firmly believed in the identity of the children of Yunyue immortals, and they decided to become immortal followers in the future. If you get some immortal energy, you may be able to learn some immortal skills.

The calf greedily glanced at the military dagger, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and bowed to leave.

"Cloud Hero, see if this is what you want." The second bolt holds a polished stone in one hand. Two doors and a pair, just a hand-cranked small mill. It's similar to the guy who sold thirteen spices in the vegetable market in later generations.

For the food of the Warring States, Yun Yue has reached the point of deep hatred. The corn porridge is coarse, and the wheat rice porridge can't be swallowed. The yellow, orange and orange wheat does not know how to grind into flour, so it has to be boiled into porridge and drunk. Yun Yue said that she must improve the food style of the Warring States.

Let these Warring States turtles feel the flavor of Sichuan, Lu, Liaoyue, and not support them.

People and horses are strong and don't lose, and Yun Yue has built a good stove. The big plug and the second plug also grinded a bunch of flour, although it was still a little coarse, but it was better than eating wheat porridge.

In his previous life, he always helped his mother cook, and cooking has long been Yunyue's second career. When I conquered Xiaojing, it was this good cooking skill that helped me a lot. To conquer a man's heart begins with conquering her stomach, a trick that kills both men and women.

Flour and water need to wake up for a while, take advantage of this time. Yun Yue boiled a small pot of mutton fat, and a few little girls sniffed their noses and ran over. No longer chasing Xiaobai who flicks his tail on the wall.

Oil shuttle, a children's favorite. The little girl was scalded by the oil shuttle, and her little tongue slid back and forth in her mouth, but she was reluctant to spit out the deliciousness.

Scraping the nose of the little gluttonous cat, Yun Yue smiled and said, "Big brother will give you pancakes to eat in a while." ”

"Brother, what is a pancake?" The little girl fanned her big eyes and looked curious.

"Flatbread is ...... Don't ask! You'll find out when you eat it in a moment. Yun Yue patted Xiaoya's little head and told them to stay away. If you are splashed by oil star, you will be burned, and you used to have a lot of blisters on your arms.

The noodles are awakened, and the rolling pin made by the big bolt is also ready. The sturdy jujube wood does not know how to polish it so that it is slippery and not slippery.

The flat slate had long been washed and scrubbed by the little girls, and they were carefully wiped with a dry linen cloth. A slightly yellowish white flour was poured on top.

"Come over and watch my brother spread the bread. From now on, it will be your craft, and you will not starve wherever you go. Yun Yue greeted the little girls.

He pulled out a piece of dough from the wooden basin and drove it away with a rolling pin. Grab a spoonful of oil shuttle and sprinkle it on top, then sprinkle with chopped green onions. Close the two flatbreads together and drive them away.

The mutton fat on the pan was already smoking, and the dough was yellowed after a while on it. The tempting fragrance immediately spread, and Yun Yue saw that it was almost burned, so she turned it over with chopsticks.

The fire was strong, just the pan wasn't big enough. can only spread one cake at a time, Yun Yue works very seriously. The surroundings were quiet, and when I looked up, I saw that the courtyard was already full of people.

The head of the earthen wall has been occupied by Wusun Jichang, and Xiaobai stands on the roof and roars resentfully.

Yun Yue was a little embarrassed, the first time she was visited like a panda. The walls were full of people with black pressure, and even the old locust tree was on the same rammed goods as monkeys.

The little girls were hugged by the aunts, and their eyes were staring at the thick stack of green onion cakes on the stone slab with greedy eyes. The old woman stood on the outermost side, if it weren't for the presence of her old man. I'm afraid that those people on the wall would have rushed in a long time ago.

After calling her aunt to learn from her own appearance and start to make cakes, Yun Yue picked up one and ate a mouthful of tears, almost not shed. Although it is not as delicious as the later generations, and it still has a bad smell, but I finally ate a bite of serious things. Don't eat those slimy rice porridges.

As for the beef of Wusun Jichang, don't even mention it. Now whoever mentions the sauce in front of Yun Yue, Yun Yue will be furious.

Aunts, grandmothers, and sisters have one each, and there are also big bolts and two bolts that have worked hard to grind noodles. The big bolt took a big bite, closed his eyes, and looked like a cat in February and August.

The second bolt was unlucky, he was too close to the earthen wall. After only taking one bite, he was dodged by the slasher of Wusun Jichang, who pounced down. The palm-sized green onion cake disappeared without a trace in two bites, and the second bolt who reacted let out a roar of food protection, but it was too late.

Wusun Ji smiled and said hello to the old grandmother, and then ran to Yun Yue with a cheap look.

"Brother, how do you do this. Why is it so delicious, what is that white thing, how is it ......"

Yun Yue strongly suspected that asking questions was not the main purpose of this guy, and slapped his big hand of stealing. Stuff the rest of the green onion cake into the hands of the sisters.