"Fruit wood roast chicken? What is it? Yang Xiuhu looked suspiciously at the pheasant that had been cleaned in Huang Zheng's hand, and said with a dead smile: "Oh, the master has a good mouth now......

Huang Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Xiu, his eyes were deep and deep, and he could see that Yang Xiu's heart was furious, only to hear Huang Zheng say coldly: "It's not your share!" ”

Yang Xiu's heart is bottomless again, the old saying is true, a woman's face becomes faster than April, when she was scared by Zhu Yan Dan yesterday, the stinky girl was quite dependent on herself, and she didn't kick her ass as usual when she was held by herself;

After only one night, this stinky girl became a sour-faced monkey, and she was not angry with herself anymore.

Yang Xiu's biggest advantage is two, one is cheeky, and the other is that he does not admit defeat.

Yang Xiu grabbed the wooden sash used for chopping firewood with a smile on his face, sat on Huang Zheng's side, snatched the bare-haired chicken with his hands, and said confidently: "This pheasant was caught by the master, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey, right?" It's a big deal, the master will help you do some work to compensate for the compensation. ”

As if afraid of Huang Zheng's objections, Yang Xiu's fingers flew and began to help Huang Zheng pluck chicken feathers, not to mention, his fingers were quite flexible, and he picked off the small fluff that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye one by one.

Huang Zheng's eyes squinted at Yang Xiu, his eyes were deep and deep, as if there was a cold light, and even Xiao Yi, who was standing far away, felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Yang Xiu seemed to be unconsciously plucking the chicken feathers, and finally handed the clean chicken to Huang Zheng as if he was invited, and his eyes smiled like moon buds.

Huang Zheng looked at the chicken scrutinically, gave a thumbs up, and sighed: "Yes, Yang Yimao's nickname is really not called in vain, and there is not a single hair left.......

Yang Xiu feigned anger, retracted his right hand holding the chicken, and was about to bluff to refute two sentences, Huang Zheng had already looked at Yang Xiu with a smile, pointed to the bare chicken in Yang Xiu's hand and said, "Do you want to eat chicken?" ”

Yang Xiu didn't think about it, and nodded instinctively.

Huang Zheng said with concern: "Then we have to do some more work......

Yang Xiu pursed his lips and pointed at Xiao Yi, who was silent on the side, and said, "You can't watch people put dishes on the plate, right?" This chicken is hunted by the master, and the hair is allocated by the master, if the master is allowed to work again, the master does not disagree, then all the people who eat chickens have to work! Don't think about ready-made !! ”

Huang Zheng's face turned pale, and he shouted at Lin Lu in the room: "Doctor Lin, did you hear it?" The owner of the chicken has spoken, who doesn't work don't want to eat chicken! What do you do? ”

Lin Lu calmly walked out of the house, handed a thin bamboo pipe in his hand to Huang Zheng and said, "This is the pipe you want, I cut it now---"

The last four words "I cut it now" were extremely arrogant, squinting at Yang Xiu, as if announcing that he was not staying, he was "working".

Huang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and handed the bamboo pipe to Yang Xiu, who turned his head awkwardly and looked at Xiao Yi.

Lin Lu "snorted" and said happily: "The young general never eats black things that are roasted by fire, he doesn't have to work, and he doesn't eat chicken ......."

"I'm going to chop firewood...... Xiao Yi replied unhurriedly, walking in the direction of Yang Xiu, obviously wanting to take away the wooden sash used to chop firewood that Yang Xiu had just sat under his buttocks.

Yang Xiu's scoundrel sat on the wooden pier again, and said urgently: "I'll chop firewood......"

Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders and looked at Huang Zheng indifferently, obviously waiting for Huang Zheng to send him a job.

Huang Zheng handed the thin bamboo tube that Lin Lu handed her to Xiao Yi and said: "Young General, chopping firewood makes you sweat and is easy to catch a cold, you better do some light work, and leave the rough work like chopping firewood to Yang Xiu......"

Xiao Yi smiled warmly, stretched out his hand to take the thin bamboo tube, but before the tips of his fingers touched the bamboo tube, Yang Xiu had already rushed in like a jumping rabbit, just grabbed the bamboo tube in his hand, and looked at Xiao Yi arrogantly and said: "The young general just said that he wanted to chop firewood, or chopping firewood is more suitable for the temperament of the young general." ”

Huang Zheng said angrily: "You ruffian, why do you always come back and forth? What exactly is to be done? Or don't eat chicken! Or choose a good job and do it well!! ”

Yang Xiu nodded like pounding garlic and said: "This bamboo tube looks very complicated, the young general is a guest from afar, so let's let the young general do something simple like chopping firewood......

Yang Xiu played the bamboo tube twice like a golden hoop stick.

Huang Zheng looked at Xiao Yi, the two of them looked at each other and smiled tacitly, Yang Xiu's heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell, and he intuitively felt that these two people seemed to be hiding something.

Facts have proved that people's sixth sense is still very accurate, especially Yang Xiu's sixth sense, which is often good but not spiritual, and bad quasi-spiritual, just like now, this bad is worse than the god operator.

Huang Zheng inserted the thin incision of the bamboo tube, which was only the thickness of a finger, into the chicken skin next to the butt of the bare chicken, and pointed the other end of the bamboo tube to Yang Xiu and said: "The work is not complicated at all, just blow towards here, the harder the better!" ”

Lin Lu suddenly laughed, laughed directly, bent over, tears flowed out, pointing at Yang Xiu, who was embarrassed and had a blue face, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Even Xiao Yi, who has always had a black face and no smiles, was smiling, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent into willow leaves.

Yang Xiu made a bitter face, looked at Huang Zheng aggrievedly and said, "Girl, are you sure you're not manipulating me?" ”

Huang Zheng shook his head and said: "There is oil under the skin of the poultry, and the skin and flesh are separated by air blowing, so that the excess fat can be roasted when roasting, so that the chicken is crispy and not greasy......

Huang Zheng's mouth was like a river, gushing endlessly, and several people were talking one by one, and before he could eat the roast chicken, his saliva was already overflowing.

Let Huang Zheng say it in a daze, but Yang Xiu didn't believe it at all, just looked at Huang Zheng's eyes with resentment, as if he wanted to see into Huang Zheng's heart, and take a look at the heart of the girl in front of him, what kind of material is it made of, how can it be so hard-hearted?

Last night, she was clearly docile like a homeless little cat in the heavy rain;

Today, she has clearly become a little wolf dog that grins and drives away invaders.

Being looked at by Yang Xiu like this, Huang Zheng was a little unnatural, but he still straightened his back and said: "This is the result of your own choice." As the saying goes, choose what I love, love what I choose. If you love to brag about chickens, it's better to brag than to brag......."

Yang Xiu's solemn face was so broken, and he laughed and said, "Okay, choose what I love, love what I choose, I, blow the chicken." The word "blowing chicken" was gritted his teeth, but he stared at Huang Zheng's eyes.

Yang Xiu decisively lowered his head and continuously blew in the direction of the chicken butt through the thin bamboo tube, because the disemboweling place was tied with a rope, and the whole chicken swelled up like a balloon.

Looking at Yang Xiu's serious appearance, Huang Zheng couldn't laugh a little, but he just remembered some pink and tender handkerchiefs, such as the discomfort of a stalk in his throat. "Pet the countryside: Lady, you are so spicy!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.

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