The Lake Pavilion is located in the middle of the West Lake, surrounded by water and mountains.

People in the lake pavilion have a sense of being in a paradise.

At this time, there was a burst of meat fragrance in this paradise, and following the meat fragrance, a pavilion stood on its wings, and under the pavilion, an old man and two young were roasting meat around the stove.

Song Guichen held the sauce in one hand and the wolf hair in the other, and smeared the dipping sauce on the chicken thighs that had been roasted to golden brown like writing in ink, and praised them while wiping:

"I'm such a mediocre barbecue genius!"

Du Qingshan echoed with a smile: "Yes, for eating, Xiaochen is indeed ingenious and unique." ”

The two happily barbecued the meat, and Song Guichen handed a roasted chicken leg to Uncle Wu who had a dark face and didn't speak: "Uncle Wu, come on, come on, this first piece of chicken leg is filial to your old man." ”

Uncle Wu had a straight face, looking at the good Xuancheng Zhuge Sanzhuo pen that he had collected for a long time, and he was not even willing to use it, and his heart ached!

He was reluctant to use it, but Du Qingshan, a stinky boy, was used as a barbecue brush for the little girl!

I really have a daughter-in-law, and I forgot my master!

Uncle Wu silently parted his head, and looked up at the corner of the eaves of the Yiran Pavilion at forty-five degrees.

Song Guichen smiled "hehe": "Uncle Wu, you really don't want it?" Then I'll give Du Qing shirt? ”

said that he pretended to hand the chicken leg to Du Qingshan, but was quickly stopped by Uncle Wu halfway:

"Who said Uncle Wu didn't want it! Uncle Wu's good Xuancheng Zhuge clan's chicken legs can't be cheap Du Zhaoyan, a stinky boy! ”

Du Qingshan laughed: "Uncle Wu, I will give you a good pen and ink when I go back, which is definitely better than your Sanzhuo pen." He added, "Uncle Wu, your long-cherished Hantan incense—"

Uncle Wu glanced at Du Qingshan:

"You kid, don't beat my idea of the jar of wine, that wine is made from the water of the high mountains and cold pools, and Uncle Wu has been reluctant to drink it for so many years, how can it be used with this chicken?"

Song Guichen suddenly thought of something, and stuffed the spices and brushes in his hand to Du Qingshan, Baba looked at Uncle Wu, and pleaded:

"Uncle Wu, you can teach me the disguise technique~"

"No way!" Uncle Wu refused without thinking.

"Why?"

"Uncle Wu's unique stunt is passed on to men but not women."

Uncle Wu chewed on the meat and looked at Du Qingshan meaningfully.

"You're sexist."

Uncle Wu ignored Song Guichen's complaints, finished eating the chicken leg with satisfaction, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his mouth, leaned into Song Guichen's ear, and whispered:

"If you really want to learn, it's not impossible."

"Really?" Song Guichen was overjoyed, "What are the conditions?" ”

"Clever!" Uncle Wu rubbed his fingers slowly, "Well, of course there are conditions." ”

Song Guichen hurriedly urged: "Don't go around in circles, you say quickly, what conditions?" ”

"Uncle Wu, I pass on men but not women, but some people don't have this rule."

Uncle Wu said and looked meaningfully at Du Qing's shirt who was seriously tearing the chicken.

Song Guichen suddenly realized: "I understand, you mean that Du Qingshan can also use your disguise technique, let me ask him to teach me, right?" ”

A suppressed sullen laugh came, Song Guichen turned his head to look at Du Qingshan in confusion, and Du Qingshan said with a straight face:

"Uncle Wu's disguise technique, I don't know it at all."

"That?"

Song Guichen turned his head to look at Uncle Wu suspiciously.

Uncle Wu said: "Stupid! Du boy learns first, and then he will teach you after he learns! ”

Song Guichen nodded approvingly: "That's a good idea, Du Qingshan, you-"

"I don't learn."

Before Song Guichen finished speaking, Du Qingshan had already rejected categorically.

"Uncle Wu, just give up, I won't learn the kung fu of the Wu clan."

"Even if it's for the sake of Little Lady Song, you don't want to learn?"

Du Qingshan smiled and said to Song Guichen: "Uncle Wu, he doesn't have any rules for passing on men and not women, if you want to learn and pester him a few more times, he will agree." ”

Song Guichen was confused: "What is the Wu family?" ”

"What's this......" Du Qingshan put the torn chicken in front of Song Guichen and said with a smile, "I'll tell you later." ”

Song Guichen wanted to ask him when he would be in the future, but he suddenly remembered that the last time he asked him what he planned to do in the future, he smiled and joked that he would say something if he married him, and suddenly the question that had reached his throat was swallowed back by Song Guichen, and he lowered his head and prepared to eat meat.

However, looking at the processed and neatly arranged chicken in front of him, Song Guichen's cheeks turned red, his heart was slightly panicked, and even the chicken that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside felt that it was not very fragrant.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Du Qingshan was serving another plate of meat to Uncle Wu, and he didn't seem to notice his abnormality, Song Guichen breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly ate a little, patted his cheek, and stood up.

"You talk, I'm a little hot, go over there and blow the wind."

"Is it hot?" Uncle Wu said, "Uncle Wu said it, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and it is not suitable for barbecue, you don't believe it." ”

"Come on, Uncle Wu, you don't teach me martial arts, this place has no place for recreation except trees and water, isn't it idle anyway?"

Song Guichen blocked Uncle Wu's words, lifted the corner of his clothes and ran out of Yiran Pavilion.

"This girl—"

Uncle Wu reproached as if he was not pampered, and looked at Du Qingshan, he really couldn't guess Du boy's thoughts.

Xiaochen, this girl is thin and small, there is no meat on her body, except for the food is delicious, she really has no other advantages, her mouth is powerful, her temper is not good, and she doesn't know what Du Xiaozi likes about others.

"Uncle Wu, come on, come on, all this meat will be handed over to you."

Du Qingshan happily turned over all the meat in front of him, then put the dipping sauce and brush in front of Uncle Wu, got up and prepared to leave.

Uncle Wu: "It's a shame to waste. ”

"So, Uncle Wu, don't waste it."

"When can you let go of your prejudices about the martial arts of the Wu Clan?"

Uncle Wu's question was so plain that there was no trace of emotion, as if he was just asking casually.

Du Qingshan looked at the green trees in the lake outside the pavilion, as well as a touch of light green running between the greenery all over the field, with a light smile on his face:

"I think Xiaochen is very good, if you really want to find a successor, she should be happy."

Uncle Wu snorted coldly: "She is okay with cooking, but she is not the material for martial arts." ”

If it weren't for the fact that Du Qingshan, this kid, was the only martial arts wizard he had ever seen, he wouldn't have begged him so humbly to learn his lifelong martial arts!

But this stinky boy was so high that he rejected him again and again.

"If I wanted to learn, I would have followed you more than ten years ago." Du Qingshan said with a smile, "Martial arts, proficient in one faction is enough." ”

Uncle Wu glanced at Du Qingshan, you are only a few pounds and a few taels, so you dare to call the word "proficient"?

When I came to the lake, I poured a handful of lake water on my face, and a few gusts of wind blew on the lake, and I felt much cooler.

Du Qingshan is too foul!

is also barbecuing, why can he roast a kind of worldly master's momentum?!

Moreover, he didn't hurt himself today, but showed that gentle and satisfied smile, and personally tore the chicken for himself!

Song Guichen looked up at the sky:

The sun rises in the east, yes.