The tiger can't write, and although the tiger knows how to speak and understands human nature, it is a bit difficult to let it use its big paws like a fan to write.

Well, this truth was only understood by Lan Li after being placed on the ground with a big paw by Huzun for five minutes.

The mouth is full of soil, and the memory is very deep.

Huzun couldn't write, and Lan Li couldn't understand what it was howling about, and after a person and a tiger looked at each other for half an hour, Huzun slapped the claws of the strange cow and became weak.

I guess it's never been so tired in its life......

Finally believing that in a short period of time, Hu Zun, who couldn't understand what it was saying, gave up the idea of guarding the corpse of the strange cow, and with some irritability, he poked out his claws from the meat pad and slipped at the position of the loin of the strange cow.

With just a few flicks of his claws, a beautiful piece of tenderloin was split from the monster cow.

Its movements are incredible, even more subtle than those chefs who have the skills to solve the cow.

After doing this, Hu Zun stared at Lan Li with a look at the enemy, and kept roaring in his throat.

"Do you always ask me to cook for you?" Lan Li blinked.

Huzun's huge tiger head nodded, and then made a gesture of lovelessness, and Lan Li, who was watching it, was very curious.

It seems that the purpose of this tiger to hunt the monster cow is not to satisfy its appetite?

Thinking about the way he was about to use a knife on the corpse of the strange cow just now, when Hu Zun looked at him like a fool, Lan Li felt as if he had missed something.

It's a pity, I don't know if I don't know, since I don't have this ability, don't blame myself for missing the opportunity.

Making an excuse for his ignorance, Lan Li then discovered a very important problem.

"What about fire? How do you eat barbecue without fire? ”

Lan Li looked at the fact that there was only a pair of underwear left on his bare body, and then thought that his fire fold had been reimbursed with his clothes yesterday, and his face couldn't help but become ugly.

If there is no fire, he can only eat raw food, and there is probably no electric woks in the world for him.

Can.... The big piece of meat in front of Lan Li is from the bull demon, God knows if there are any parasites or anything in this meat?

Let him eat it raw?

Thinking of his friends who loved to eat sashimi in his previous life, there would be many more bugs in his stomach from time to time, Lan Li couldn't help but feel a chill.

The tiger was still lying on the corpse of the bull monster, and from time to time it had to drink a few mouthfuls of cow blood, and it probably didn't have the ability to spew a fireball out of its mouth.

There was no way, Lan Li could only pick up some flammable hay nearby, and prepared to try it with the method passed down from his ancestors.

Drill wood for fire!

Wood suitable for use as a drill is everywhere, and when Tiger Zun and the strange bull were fighting just now, the number of dead wood that fell down was very large.

Lan Li found a dead branch that had been dried by the sun, and prepared to remove two to start a fire.

One break.

The wood doesn't move!

Hard.

With the strength of his arms, he himself was freed into the air.

Lan Li: "......"

"What kind of tree is this, why is it so hard?"

His hands hurt a little from being scraped by the rough bark, and Lan Li's eyes were a little wrong.

However, after Hu Zun saw his appearance, he roared mockingly, walked over slowly and swiped with his paws, and the branch that Lan Li had not broken with all his strength just now was broken.

It's very embarrassing.

Looking at Huzun's triumphant appearance, Lan Li picked up the branches on the ground with some obscurity.

As soon as you start, it's so heavy!

It looks like an ordinary dead branch, but the weight of the hand is as heavy as gold and iron, as if the hand is not holding a dead wood, but the gold and iron that has not been cast inside.

"What kind of wood is this? Ironwood? ”

Lan Li, who knew almost nothing about all kinds of wood, only felt that the wood was a little heavy, but he didn't think too much about it.

After picking up two sticks of wood, he drilled in front of the haystack.

Five minutes passed, Lan Li's hands turned red, but Mars still didn't see a shadow.

The main thing is that he didn't dare to push too hard!

Lan Li now felt that he was not holding wood, but holding two pieces of iron where to rub, and the backlash force from time to time made him very uncomfortable.

Several times he used too much force, and the strange wood jumped out, not to mention, and his arms were numb from the shock.

It took a full quarter of an hour for the green smoke to rise, and a few flames broke out on the wood, causing the hay underneath to burn.

A small flame made Lan Li see the hope of success.

At the same time, Lan Li finally confirmed that he was not rubbing iron bumps just now.

The two pieces of 'ironwood' also burned!

Seeing this, Lan Li set up a fire and dragged a large piece of beef tenderloin from Huzun's side.

When he looked back, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"This wood looks very kang, for so long a day, a few pieces of dry wood have only been burned with a layer of skin, if Afang Palace is built with this kind of wood, maybe it can really be burned by the fire for three months."

As soon as a few pieces of iron and wood seduced each door, Lan Li's thoughts ran directly to Xianqin.

Whether Afang Palace was built by this kind of 'iron wood', Lan Li is not clear, he has not traveled back a thousand years, and there is no way to see the magnificent palace of the First Emperor that is only left in the history books.

When the flames were completely burning, Lan Li looked at the beef in his hand and thought about it, and picked a piece of ironwood of the right size to find Huzun.

"Hey, hey, Venerable, do me a favor and help make this wood sharper."

Huzun, who was bowing his head and drinking blood, glanced up at him, and saw that he was holding a piece of wood in his hand, and with a claw slashing on it, a blade-like cut appeared in the corner of the ironwood.

Sharpen iron like clay!

Huzun's claws are simply divine weapons!!

According to Lan Li's estimation, if the Heavenly Sword Dragon Slayer Knife was clawed by this big cat, it was estimated that the result would not be much better than the iron wood in his hand.

Walking back with the 'kitchen knife' with great satisfaction, Lan Li looked at a large piece of beef tenderloin of forty or fifty catties in front of him, and a greedy smile appeared on his face.

"Beef, beef, how long has it been since I've eaten you?"

Jumping in a direction that matched the texture, Lan Li brushed it with the blade of the 'kitchen knife'.

Hard.

The knife was cut into the meat, and a gap was opened in the beef tenderloin by Lan Li.

"This meat is really strong, if it is cooked, I guess I won't be able to bite it."

The beef is laboriously cut into small slices and roasted on an ironwood rack.

After two minutes, the discolored beef finally came out with some aroma.

Huzun, who smelled the smell, came over, and saw that there were only a few pieces of meat on the ironwood shelf that were not enough to stuff his teeth, and he yelled at Lan Li very dissatisfied.

Without waiting for Lan Li to explain, he saw the tiger waving his claws and directly pushing a large piece of beef tenderloin directly into the fire.

Dozens of catties of beef rolled three times on a fire less than a meter wide.

Extinguished the fire......

Lan Li glared at it: "???"

Tiger Zun: "......"