Hua Xiang stared at the lifeless fish on the wooden shelf, and praised it in her heart, sure enough, this is Ye Feng's martial arts, powerful. I just don't know what Zhuli's cooking skills are. "Well, then I'll wait!"

Zhuli squatted next to the firewood and slowly added firewood. When the fire was a little stronger, he stood up and said to Ye Feng: "Master, what should I do next?" ”

"Whatever you want." Ye Feng didn't raise his eyelids, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care if it was good or bad.

This...... Random...... What is casual?

Zhuli received the order, but he hesitated and was depressed in his heart. It's all to blame for Huaxiang's heartless sentence just now, what did you marry him? The master is not normal now, do you blame him? Why is it that in the end, he is busy and will not get any benefits......

The temperature at the top of the mountain is low, and the flames are beating strongly in the wind. There was a slight crackling sound from the burning of matches.

The atmosphere was calm.

Where does Huaxiang know what kind of disease Ye Feng has committed again. She saw that the fish had been roasting on the fire and Zhuli was very anxious.

She pulled Ye Feng, "Is this fish okay?" ”

Ye Feng glanced at her, "It's Zhuli who grilled the fish, you asked the wrong person." ”

Hua Xiang was annoyed and looked at Zhuli impatiently, "Okay?" ”

Zhuli shook his head: "The subordinates are incompetent, and the subordinates really can't bake fish......"

Hua Xiang stood up violently, walked a few steps closer to Zhuli, and said, "Then who will you bake if you don't roast?" ”

Zhuli slowly turned his gaze to Ye Feng, and suddenly lowered his head. The implication was that the wind would roast, but he didn't dare to say it.

Hua Xiang also looked at Ye Feng: "Then let's roast it for you!" ”

This time, Ye didn't raise his head, "My body is delicate." ”

"Delicate and delicate, but also roasted, no matter how delicate it is, is there a delicate fish?" Hua Xiang sneered, her mouth full of reason, and sat down next to Ye Feng, "You see that even if the fish is dead, they are still waiting to feed me, you don't do anything all day, what's the use of asking for hands?" ”

"Waiting for you to bite," Ye Feng stretched out his slender hand, "My hand, you've bitten it." ”

Hua Xiang slapped his hand down, and seeing that persuasion was useless, she asked angrily: "You yourself said that you would take me up the mountain to eat fish, why did you lie to people?!" If you don't bake it, I won't believe you anymore, I'll go home to Sister Ning'er and eat her fish! ”

In the end, she added: "I will never come to eat fish with you again!" ”

Zhuli watched his master being yelled at, but he still looked calm, how to look at it and make people feel anxious. If it goes on like this, the fragrance of flowers will definitely go crazy.

He stubbornly said: "Miss Hua's anger is all the fault of her subordinates, and her subordinates will definitely study cooking skills when they go back today." Today, you're going to eat your grilled fish! ”

Hua Xiang snorted, took down a fish that was about to be baked and stuffed it in his mouth, "Okay, but no one of the fish on this is allowed to eat, he doesn't do anything, he doesn't have any share!" ”

Zhuli's face was already about to turn charcoal black. Miss Hana, I forgot who caught the fish......

He was just about to defend Ye Feng when he saw Hua Xiang cough up the fish stuffed in his mouth, threw the whole fish away at once, and covered his mouth with both hands, "What does this fish smell like?" ”

Ye Feng looked at her lightly, and his voice was cool: "Is it delicious?" Not enough yet. ”

Hua Xiang coughed badly, ignored him, and hurriedly took a handful of water and poured it on herself. I felt that a sip of water was not enough, but there was no bowl at the moment, so I had to cough dryly.

Ye Feng picked a lotus leaf, the technique is very fast, rolled into the shape of a vessel, the index finger lightly on the surface of the water, the sweet lake water is introduced into the lotus leaf, not leaking.

He handed the lotus leaf to Hua Xiang.

This is undoubtedly a charcoal in the snow, and the fragrance of flowers took this natural kettle and poured it into herself. I drank a few big sips before I stopped.