Chapter 667: Pet Zhuode
Returning to his old nest, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but stretch his waist. "It's comfortable!!"
The golden nest and the silver nest are always inferior to their own kennels.
Compared with the luxurious mansion of the Quentin family, although it is not luxurious, it is simple and simple, and every corner has its own familiar feeling.
In comparison, I can sleep more comfortably here.
Chubby walked to the mirror and looked around his head carefully, making sure that he couldn't see anything wrong, and then he looked satisfied.
As for Twins, they run upstairs and ask Christine about enchantment.
This time, she got a lot of psionic materials for hand practice, tried and tested many kinds of enchantments, and exposed many problems, which she needed to ask Christine.
"Chubby, the goddaughter of the emperor, why are you looking for Wang Gouzi?"
Ding Xiaoyi was lying on the bed and asked about it lazily.
As early as when I saw Wang Gouzi, I felt that this face was familiar, but I didn't think of it in my mind for a while, waiting for Chubby to remind me.
He took out the painting and took a look, and sure enough, it was really Wang Gouzi, but the guy's eyes in the painting were full of haze, far more ruthless than the real person.
"I don't know this, maybe there is an old relationship." Chubby scratched his head and didn't know anything about it.
But I still didn't forget to remind: "The message can be given to her, we don't want things, let her owe you a favor, and we will be of great use when the time comes." β
Ding Xiaoyi knew in his heart that this favor was related to the bad old man.
But when I think about it, I always feel that something is wrong.
Suddenly, Yu Guang looked at Chubby, who was still stinky in the mirror, and said suspiciously: "Chubby, you wouldn't have known earlier, I would have met Wang Gouzi, or you knew it a long time ago, so ......"
His suspicions were not unfounded.
The last time the bad old man took him to the city of death, he dragged himself to see the woman, and after seeing it, he inexplicably gave himself a portrait.
This time, Fat Fat directly blocked the entrance of the cave, forcing him to take risks with the unrestrained Taoist, and then met Wang Gouzi.
These details are connected together, and I always feel that I have been arranged clearly a long time ago.
"I think too much, I think too much, it's a long time coming, how can I have the ability to pinch and calculate......" Chubby denied.
Seeing that Chubby didn't admit it, he didn't ask any more.
I couldn't help but think of what the truth was in the mouth of Wang Gouzi.
Vaguely, he had an intuition that this truth seemed to be very important.
After the two went upstairs, they saw that Chen Lao had actually returned.
This made Ding Xiaoyi's face suddenly show a look of surprise, originally thinking that Chen Lao would come back for a while.
Looking at his ruddy face, I knew what adventure I should have gotten when I thought about it.
At this moment, Chen Lao was preparing something, and after seeing Ding Xiaoyi, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It's just right to come back, let's get ready to eat." β
I saw Chen Lao saying and lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly there was a strong fragrance, which made Ding Xiaoyi and Chubby saliva for a while.
For the two who haven't tasted Chen's craftsmanship for a long time, this moment is simply the highlight of life.
Sitting down at the table with a fart.
I saw Chen Lao holding a plate with a big bowl upside down on the table, and when he opened it, he saw that the ruddy meat slices on the plate were neatly stacked in a row.
The color is golden and the sauce is fragrant.
The flesh is covered with a layer of sparkling juice, as if a layer of crystal is wrapped in a slice of meat.
Just smelling the fragrance, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.
Chubby was on the side, and his saliva was about to flow down.
"This dish is my improved taro button meat, except for the more time-consuming, the rest is easy to say."
Chen Lao said, and successively served the steamed buns with white flowers, and the hot steamed buns that had just come out of the pot exuded a warm sweetness.
Paired with a bowl of salty and sweet water tofu soup, it is a perfect match.
Seeing this, the two of them were not polite, and they picked up the chopsticks and feasted on them.
A bite of soft and erosive button meat, before you have time to chew it, the meat melts on the tip of your tongue.
Fat but not greasy, with a unique lotus leaf fragrance, full of gravy, mellow aftertaste.
With a bite of hot white steamed buns, I feel full of happiness.
After closing the refreshing ginger and spicy tofu soup, eating two slices of tender and delicious tofu is an indescribable enjoyment.
The two of them gobbled it into their mouths and asked Old Chen, "You won't encounter any more adventures when you go out this time." β
"Hehe, there are no adventures, but it's a coincidence."
Chen Lao sat aside, holding a cigarette bag and pot and smoking slowly, talking to the two of them about what he had seen and heard in a foreign land this time.
In a foreign land, he encountered a lot of interesting things.
It was an ancient dynasty with a lack of material, and he devoted himself to working as a cook in a restaurant, never thinking that he would become the king's imperial chef because the food was so good.
Every day there are all kinds of rewards.
All kinds of mountain treasures were also sent to the kitchen, and once even sent a ginseng king of Chengjing, saying that it was to be made into a meal for the king to enjoy.
He saw that King Sam was getting old, and he was moved by compassion, so he cut off a few long beards of King Sam, and made a black chicken ginseng radish soup with a large radish and sent it up.
And King Sam was secretly released by him, and later the ancient country was broken, and the king committed suicide by hanging himself.
Instead, he was rescued by King Sam with the art of retreat.
When the two said goodbye, King Sam sent him to find an underground divine spring and let him soak in it.
To put it bluntly, now Chen Lao can easily press the disaster spirit to the ground and beat it.
After hearing Chen Lao's situation, Ding Xiaoyi and Chubby were surprised again and again.
"Old Chen has a physical body, is it considered resurrected?" At this time, Ding Xiaoyi thought of this question and asked Chubby.
Chubby shook his head: "This physical body is fake, it is called the Yin Body, it is a kind of Dharma Body that the Yin Soul can cultivate after reaching a certain realm, although it is not resurrected, but it is also the threshold of entering the ghost and immortal, Chen Lao is so blessed." β
After Chubby flipped through the explanation, Ding Xiaoyi and Chen Lao were also relieved.
I have to say that Chen Lao is worthy of the physique of the European Emperor, and with the protection of the [Shangrui] White Deer, he has constant adventures wherever he goes.
It's actually enviable.
"By the way, what about the big ones? I also brought a lot of gifts for them. β
Chen Lao was still worried about the big heads, and when he came back, he brought a lot of gifts to the big heads.
"Oh, if you don't say I'm going to forget."
Ding Xiaoyi only remembered at this time, and hurriedly released the spiritual energy space and released the big ones.
As for the magma king Filjord, he originally wanted to kill him, but seeing that the first few people were so happy, think about it, and just stay.
Flicking his sleeves, he saw Feeljod rolling on the ground with a grunt, and after rolling on the ground, he raised his head with a dirty face.
His face was covered with sludge and he was embarrassed.
"Where is this?"
Feltjord looked at the small western-style building in front of him with a blank expression.
"Hey, isn't this Feltjord?"
At this time, a sound of surprise came, and Feerjord followed the sound to take a look, and when he saw Old Chen's face, he couldn't help but buzz in his head.
Chen ...... Chen Xinghe?? He exclaimed incredulously.
Although Chen Xinghe in front of him was much younger and looked like he was only in his forties, he was sure that this was Chen Xinghe.
"Old Chen, are you familiar with each other?" Ding Xiaoyi asked in a low voice.
If he is an acquaintance of Chen Lao, he will not look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha in this matter, and he will not be too embarrassed by him.
"Acquaintances?"
Old Chen grinned: "Hehe, he is the patriarch of a big family, how can he be familiar with me, just know me." β
They are all people of the same era, so they naturally know each other, but they can't be said to be familiar.
"Don't, Lao Chen, we can be regarded as rolling over in a trench, don't you die without help!"
When Feerjord heard this, he immediately wanted to pounce on him and hug Chen Lao's thigh for help.
But Chen Lao took the lead in dodging: "Don't, you are a big man sitting in the command headquarters, I don't dare to call you a comrade-in-arms like a dog."
Ding Xiaoyi knew what the situation was as soon as he heard it, and waved his big hand: "Big head, pull it away!" β
The big head on the side was also full of worry at first, and when he heard that Chen Lao was not familiar with this guy, he immediately grinned on his face.
Uncontrollably, the tentacles rolled up Feltjord and ran to the lawn to the side, eager to introduce it to everyone.
I saw meatballs, Atun, squirrels, and red hairs sitting in a row.
Feeljord fixed his eyes, looked at the ugly face of the red hair, and then looked at the meat ball like a slime on the side, and said in his heart: "God, what kind of demons and monsters are these??" β
I saw the big head waving his thick tentacles, pointing at the meat balls in a careless manner, and began to introduce them one by one: "Qiuqiu~~Swallow~~Fluffy~~Maomao~~"
Listening to the names of these ghosts in front of him, the corners of Feld's mouth twitched, and he wanted to cry without tears, thinking: "When it comes to me, it won't be such a strange name, right?" Dede? How much does it cost? β
After the big head was introduced, he sat down next to the meat ball, and pointed to Feld who was sitting on the opposite side with his hand.
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On the side, followed by the red hair who raised his hand, looking at the appearance of the meat ball, Atun, and squirrel dancing with their hands, he suddenly pinched a cold sweat in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay......"
Feld's face froze, and he looked at the monsters in front of him with a look of disbelief.
"I'm the patriarch of the Magma King Feeljord Zaike......" Feltjord's protest was quickly interrupted.
The big head took out any pot and prepared to start making a pot for Feltjord, a delicious and hearty delicacy, of course, as a pet, Feltjord still had to play the role of the fireman.
"Xiao Yi, our place is getting more and more lively, but the place is a little smaller."
Chen Lao sat on the chair and looked at Ferjord, who was begging for perfection under the authority of the big head, and couldn't help but say with a smile on his face.
"Yes, isn't this a bet with the emperor, didn't you win, if you win, the woods next to it are also ours."
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi felt a little unhappy in his heart, the bet with the emperor was next to the woods of his home.
At least two acres of land.
But in the end, the bet was about yellow, and the emperor didn't even let out a fart.
It's a pity to think about it.
The fat on the side scratched his head and said with a wicked smile: "Actually, this matter may not be impossible to operate." β
Hearing what he said, Ding Xiaoyi and Chen Lao's eyes suddenly looked at Chubby.
Seeing this, Chubby pouted: "You can go to the mother to rent." β
"Rent?"
"Yes, strictly speaking, Niangniang is the biggest charter wife of the entire ghost, and the territory of the Dead City is rented by Niangniang to the Emperor.
In addition to the Vain Death City, there is also the Blood God Palace of the Blood River Ancestor, and my dojo are all specially approved by Niangniang, although the effect is not as good as a private house like yours, but it also has the effect of rules. β
Chubby explained in detail the difference between leased and private land.
In fact, there is not much difference, the leased place, the leaser still has jurisdiction, and others cannot easily enter.
It's just that it's far from having the absolute authority of private land.
Some powerful people, or those who have official positions in the underworld, can also be unimpeded, and most importantly, what happened on the leased land can still be deduced by others.
"That's it!" Ding Xiaoyi nodded.
I think it's not bad, I can rent the woods on the side, and then make a bigger house for Datou.
In the future, if there are any leeks that are pleasing to the eye, they will be managed together with the big heads, and every time there is a vacancy in the province.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and he asked Chubby: "How should I talk to my mother about this?" β
The mother who is rare for others to see is not difficult for herself.
But the question is, how to talk to the mother about it.
You can't puncture the identity of the mother, even if everyone knows it, even if the mother herself knows it.
But the interesting thing about the game is that everyone tacitly denies it.
If I poke this matter to my mother, will I still have good fruit to eat?
The answer is clearly no.
"Aren't you going to the city of the dead to return the task, just take the regular way when the time comes, the city of the dead in vain has a household yamen, and the rent is not expensive, in this wilderness, it is a matter of more than a dozen dead bills to support death."
After Fat Fat finished speaking, he thought about it for a while, and then changed his words: "Wait, no, you can't rent, Niangniang and the emperor are very unhappy for your business, I heard that there is a big fight, if you go to rent, even if Niangniang recognizes you, but the people below may not dare to rent to you." β
"Ahh
Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that this matter didn't seem to be very easy to handle.
Just when it's difficult.
Suddenly, I heard Feltjord's screams in the distance: "No~~~ I don't eat~~ I don't ...... Coo Dong Coo Dong ......"
Looking back, I saw that Feltjord was being held in his arms by the fat five-flowered man, and there was something black steaming in the pot in front of him, I don't know what it was, it was obviously a nutritious meal prepared by the big head for Feltjord.
Not to mention the taste, just by looking at the black appearance, you know that it must not be delicious.
On the side, the red hair also held the spoon from time to time: "Dede, you can eat, we have all come all the way like this." β
"I ...... "Foljod opened his mouth, and was poured into another spoonful.
The indescribable strange smell made Feeljod worse than dead, and after a few desperate struggles, he finally found that his strength was like a baby compared to the big head.
Tears of grievance rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing their noisy appearance, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly lit up and said to Chubby: "I have a way." β