Three days is not a long time, and there are not many tasks assigned by Song Xing, the purpose of assigning tasks is not to embarrass them, but to let them gain the recognition of the people in the process of helping others, so that they feel that they are still useful people, and find their self-esteem in the recognition of others. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Everyone is overfulfilled the task, everyone has a smile on their faces, a smile from the heart, everyone returns to Tian Hengshan, they are all talking and laughing, each other's vigilance, each other's nucleus, in the subtle and imperceptible gradually faded.

Song Xing was very satisfied with their performance.

Where there is a punishment, there is a reward, and the rewards and punishments are clear, which is the consistent style of Song Xing, and today's prize is very simple, that is, to eat the dishes he made himself.

The food he made was very simple, that is, he asked Uncle Tian to borrow a few cauldrons and use a few irregular stones to support the outside of the thatched hut.

Then put on the base materials bought from the herb shop, such as spiced star anise, dogs, and wolf, and wait until the water boils, and then throw the fish, meat, and wild vegetables into the pot, and grab the eyebrows and mustaches.

These are all good fish and good meat, cooking like Song Xing is really blind, Uncle Tian saw Song Xing keep throwing it in, and he was so distressed that he even shed tears.

Song Xing ignored Uncle Tian's mood, if someone said in front of him that the hot pot was not delicious, he would definitely kick it into the sea to feed Wang Ba, and he was definitely not welcome.

Uncle Tian picked up a branch, stirred it in the pot, leaned over, leaned over and sniffed at the side of the pot, the smell had not yet been cooked, and he didn't smell the slightest, he stood up and said with doubts: "Baby, can you eat this dish?" ”

"Who says you can't eat it? My brother's cooking is the best! "Regarding Uncle Tian's suspicions, Tian Niu first showed dissatisfaction, her mouth is short and her hands are short, she has been eating meat cooked by Song Xing during this time, and it is natural to maintain Song Xing's dignity.

Song Xing didn't kick Uncle Tian into the sea to feed Wang Ba, in Tian Hengshan, Uncle Tian has absolute power of life and death, unless he is impatient and jumps down by himself, no one dares to kick him into the sea to feed Wang Ba.

The group of prisoners saw that Song Xing kept throwing fish, pork, and occasionally some chicken into the pot, and everyone opened their eyes to the size of a buffalo, staring intently at the pot, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the meat inside would be eaten by others.

When Song Xing threw the last piece of meat into the pot and then covered the pot with a lid made of bamboo leaves, over time, a stream of aroma seeped out from the edge of the pot lid and permeated the entire Tianheng Mountain.

Uncle Tian swallowed hard, leaned over, and sniffed vigorously with his nose, which was more agile than a dog, again, "Fragrant, so fragrant!" ”

When the lid of the pot was lifted, the fragrance was even stronger, and everyone had green eyes, looking at the chicken and duck without blinking, and the fish and pork were tumbling in the pot, drooling constantly.

The monkey couldn't help it, and just wanted to get close to the pot and smell the intoxicating aroma, but was kicked far away by Uncle Tian, "Stinky boy, get out of the way, don't let your halazi waste a pot of good soup." ”

The monkey stood up embarrassedly, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at Uncle Tian expectantly, and said tremblingly: "I...... I just wanted to smell it, I didn't think about stealing it. ”

The demeanor is very cute, but no one laughs, on the contrary, their hearts are dripping blood, if it were not for the inhuman life on Salmon Island, who would lose their dignity because of a pot of dishes?

If there is a good dish, it must be accompanied by good wine, Tian Hengshan can say that there is a lack of everything, that is, there is no shortage of good wine, the wine is picked by Tian Chengguang, pure wine.

This kind of wine is a treasure in Uncle Tian's eyes, and he didn't plan to let these prisoners eat it, thinking that he was blind, but after smelling the fragrance of this dish, he took the initiative to let Tian Chengguang pick wine.

There are many monks and little porridge, and the two pots of dishes are far from satisfying everyone's appetite, and Song Xing does not intend to satisfy everyone's appetite, so naturally he can't manage enough.

It was Zhang Yi who divided the dishes, and each person's bowl was divided into two pieces of pork, a piece of chicken and duck meat, and the fish was not worth much in Tian Hengshan, so you could eat two more pieces.

The rest of the dishes are all from Tian Hengshan, and it is naturally Uncle Tian who divides the dishes, and compared with those prisoners, each person has two more pieces of pork.

The soup is used to make rice, a lot, enough tubes.

Each person has a bowl of high wine, and when Song Xing picked up the wine bowl, he heard a cry of wah, which rose and fell with each other, spreading throughout Tianheng Mountain.

The cry came from the twenty prisoners, who had not even smelled the smell of rice since they came to Salmon Island, not to mention the wine and meat, and they had eaten bran every day, and they were a little disobedient, and they had been forced to sawn wood scraps.

Severe bloating to death, and then being dragged to the beach like a dead dog, thrown into the choppy sea, everyone watched like this, without any sympathy, without any repercussions.

Zhang Yi came to Song Xing with a wine bowl, his eyes were full of tears, his eyes were red, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it cleanly, and then wiped his tears and returned to his position.

The whole process is without saying a word, and sometimes, a silent promise is far more sincere than shouting a slogan, which can be more touching and reassuring.

Song Xing asked Wu Hu to pour another bowl of wine for Zhang Yi, and then held his own wine high, "Brothers, this bowl of wine and this meal are my Song Xing's reward for you, because you have successfully completed the task through your own efforts, which is worthy of my reward." ”

Speaking of this, his gaze slowly swept over their faces, and he slowly raised his tone, "In the future, as long as you follow me well, I promise here that as long as I have food in the future, I will never go hungry brothers." ”

Zhang Yi picked up the wine bowl and stood at the front, after a few days of running-in, Yan Ran had become the leader of this group of people, and responded loudly: "Childe, it was you who took us away from Shamen Island, it was you who took us out of hell on earth, no matter what Daoshan oil pot does in the future, as long as you say a word, who dares to frown, I, Zhang Yi, will not let him go." ”

Song Xing was still holding the wine bowl high, his expression was a little moved, "I, Song Xing, brought you out of Shamen Island, not to let you go up Dao Mountain, let alone let you go to the oil pot, but to let you live, only by living can there be hope, and only by living can you do great things." ”

I have to say that Song Xing's words are really a bit sensational, this group of people who are regarded as inferior to ants are all moved, and they all hold the wine bowl flat, looking at Song Xing and eager to die for him immediately.

What is called the death of a confidant, this is!

Song Xing didn't say any more sensational words, and it would be hypocritical to say it again, and with a dry and crisp word "dry", everyone drank the wine in the bowl without hesitation, and then slammed the wine bowl on the ground very simply.

With the sound of crackling, the delicate porcelain bowls suddenly turned into pieces, Uncle Tian couldn't hold back anymore, he was so distressed that tears flowed, what a good bowl, the loser is not so defeated.

The food is very fragrant, the wine is also strong, relative to the pride when drinking, everyone seems a little depressed when eating the food, everyone has tears in their eyes, and everyone is thinking about things.

Especially those who are not very capable are even more depressed in their hearts, because they clearly remember that when Song Xing took them out, he said that he only needed thirteen people, which means that seven people have to return to Shamen Island.

Whoever goes back and who doesn't, in their hearts, this is a hurdle that can't be bypassed.