The little donkey is not stupid, when he saw this big black cauldron, he immediately knew that Yan was going to stew him when he returned!

Yan Hui stiffened his face and said, "Don't call it, I'm used to make tea!" ”

Mo Yike: "......"

After being speechless for a while, Mo Yike didn't believe that this big black cauldron was used to make tea.

Who do you see drinking tea and using such a big black pot to make tea!

This is clearly a cauldron for killing pigs and removing their hair!

The little donkey was very vigilant, and when he saw Yan returning, he brought a gas canister, and the pot rack began to make a fire to boil water, and sprinkled a large handful of tea leaves in it, which looked like it was boiling tea.

Suddenly, the room was full of the smell of tea.

Mo Yike was also a little skeptical: "You use this kind of pot to cook tea?" ”

"Of course!"

Yan returned with confidence.

Ning Bei took a deep look at him, knowing that Yan Hui could fool Mo Yike into a cripple.

The younger brother who was raised by himself, I don't know what kind of urine sex it is, that's the evil door!

Xiao Hanhan boiled such a big pot of tea, and she definitely didn't have a good heart.

Mo Yike smelled the fragrance of tea, not only was he a little greedy, but asked, "Give me a bowl?" ”

"Do you really want to drink?"

Yan Huilai tilted his head and looked at Mo Yike, as if he had thought about it.

Mo Yike said angrily: "All the tea leaves have been boiled by you, can you let me and your brother drink boiled water?" ”

"I'll just drink plain water!"

Ning Bei silently picked up the teacup and stayed away from the big iron pot with boiling water to prevent the boiling tea from splashing into his quilt.

Mo Yike weighed a pot of tea, tasted it carefully, nodded in approval and said: "The tea leaves of this half-spirit tree are really mellow and thick, with a hint of aura, it is the best tea, Brother Ning, why don't you have it?" ”

"If it's good, drink more!"

Ning Bei refused expressionlessly.

After Yan returned and boiled the tea, he didn't drink half of it!

With this simple and greedy character, he didn't drink half of the tea he brewed, and he didn't let his brother Ning Bei drink it.

There's definitely a ghost in there!

Yan Hui brought a basin, scooped water from the black pot outward, steaming tea, and when it cooled down, he brought it to the little donkey and let it drink more.

Mo Yike said with a painful face: "Such a good tea, you feed the donkey?" ”

"After the death of Old Man Ge, the little donkey is helpless, and from now on he will depend on me for his life, I don't treat it well, do you still expect you to be good to it?"

Yan Hui said affectionately, very caring for the little donkey.

The little donkey could understand people's words, and was so moved that he bent his neck to the basin and drank it slowly.

A whole big pot of green tea, the little donkey drank it all, and even ate the tea leaves.

Mo Yike looked straight and painful.

The little donkey's belly is also swollen.

Yan returned very attentively, scooped a basin of green tea, brought it to the little donkey, stroked its sideburns, and said softly: "Little Mao, come, continue to drink!" ”

The little donkey had a bulging belly, and obviously couldn't drink, but shook his head vigorously.

Swish!

Yan Huilai pulled out the double knife at his waist, and the tip of the knife was against the little donkey's buttocks, and his face changed on the spot.

He said fiercely, "Do you drink or not?" ”

The little donkey was full of excitement, took the initiative to lower his head, and drank the tea water hard, not daring to anger this demon king of the mixed world.

The second pot of green tea water was drunk clean by the little donkey.

Its belly was swollen like a big ball.

If you drink it again, you have to kill the little donkey!

Yan Huilai began to brush the pot on the side, poured in tap water, added star anise, sesame seeds and sesame pepper and other ingredients, and put in chives and salt.

This scene suddenly made the little donkey dumbfounded, and his head went blank.

What is this for?

Yan Xiaohan sat on the ground, took out a whetstone from his waist and began to sharpen the knife, turned around and asked, "Brother, the little donkey drank green tea, that tea is in its stomach, how long will it take to absorb and digest it?" ”

"What the hell is this, you ask?"

Mo Yike put down the teacup with a look of surprise.

Yan Hui said disdainfully: "I see that you haven't cooked, let me tell you, boiling donkey meat and boiling tea eggs is a truth, first feed the tea to the donkey and eat it, wait for it to digest, and then kill it, the boiled meat, there is a faint fragrance of tea, it is delicious!" ”

Mo Yike: "??? ”

He was speechless on the spot, and he was directly stunned.

This foodie, from the moment he brought back the iron pot, he was thinking about eating a donkey!

In other words, when Yan Xiaohan was young, he was already thinking about the little donkey!

Yan returned and said seriously: "It is not too late for a gentleman to kill a donkey for ten years!" ”

"Brother, awesome!"

Mo Yike wanted to pat Xiao Hanhan's shoulder, but found that he was unconscious on half of his shoulder

He was startled, cold sweat flowed, and then the body parts from the neck down, as if they didn't belong to him anymore, and his head was even more groggy.

He realized that he had been poisoned!

From the moment he entered the house, he drank a few sips of tea in the iron pot.

Suddenly, Mo Yike almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and shouted with a red face: "You poisoned!" ”

"It's not poison, it's hemp boiling!"

Yan returned and squatted on the ground sharpening his knife.

Mo Yike was in a cold sweat, and he was very suspicious that this stupid guy would chop him up and cook him when he was excited.

The little donkey was full of excitement and screamed, but his body could not get up and was unconscious.

Yan Xiaohan is smarter than a thief, and knows that the little donkey likes to jump around, and after administering the medicine in advance, it will be much better next.

Yan returned to wear the double knife, came to the little donkey, and began to draw on the little donkey with the tip of the knife, chattering in his mouth, and eating meat with a sense of sacredness.

Especially when eating donkeys, the first thing to do is to bleed the donkey!

He crouched on the ground, put a knife against the forehead of the little donkey, and began to cut the little donkey's skull with the blade.

The head is in the conspicuous place, and the hair is falling down.

After a while, the little donkey became a bald head.

Bald donkey!

is a good little donkey, and Yan Xiaohan tossed the bald donkey.

The little donkey was scared and cried.

Its tears were falling down and down, and it scared the urine out.

The yellow donkey urine flowed all over the ground.

Ning Bei got up expressionless and said: "This room is left for you to live in, don't toss the little donkey, if it's okay, just go and inquire, what geniuses are there in the hundreds of schools this time!" ”

Anyway, if you expect Xiao Hanhan to work hard to cultivate, you can't count on it.

Since I was a child, I haven't seen Xiao Han work hard to cultivate!

Ren Tianya handed him the nine characters of Yin, and he didn't see Yan Xiaohan working hard to cultivate.

That's a forbidden technique, I don't know how many people are greedy!

Yan returned with great energy, and he didn't dare to make trouble in Ningbei, so he tossed the little donkey.

The little donkey followed him, and he didn't know how many sins he would suffer in the future.

At this moment, Yan Hui withdrew his double knives, squatted on the ground and looked at the teary-eyed little donkey, and said in an urn voice: "You have to listen to me in the future, I will ride you when I go out, and you are not allowed to pry me with your hind hooves again, you know?" ”“