"Sheep, hungry, get up and cook!" Meng Tiance lay on the side of Jiao Yang'er's bed and called listlessly.

"Ahh

"You were drunk last night, and I carried you back!" Meng Tiance pointed to the futon on the ground, put on a pitiful look, and said: "Dad is kind-hearted, and when he saw that I had nowhere to go alone, he gave me a bunk!"

"Okay!" Jiao Yang'er was helpless, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Lotus leaf rice balls, the kind wrapped in smoked wild boar!" Meng Tiance was fascinated, and Harazi hung on the corner of his mouth.

"This guest officer, our shop is small, and we don't have that high-end goods, please move!" Jiao Yang'er made a gesture of invitation, the meaning was clear, how far to roll.

"Don't pick, don't pick!" Meng Tiance knew that he was speechless, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Wait a minute, the wheat cake will be here later!" Jiao Yang'er jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen.

Meng Tiance, who was leaning on the door frame of the hall to make up for sleep, smelled the smell of wheat cakes and shouted at the kitchen: "Sheep, it's not right for wheat cakes to be baked like this!"

"Please advise!"

"The wheat cake has to be fried, the pan is brushed with oil, crispy and soft, and then wrapped in some cooked food you like, it is a must!"

"Sounds good, why don't we try it?"

"Yes, yes, very much!"

"And what kind of charsé do you want to wrap in?"

"Smoked wild boar, with five flowers on the skin!"

"What do we want to do now, do you know?" the scorched sheep in the kitchen held the shovel and sneered: "Chop you up and make that bacon!"

"People die for money, birds die for food! I am the little bird!" Meng Tiance fluttered his arms a little cheaply.

As the words fell, a shovel flew out of the kitchen and plunged into the door frame of Meng Tiance's ear, and the shovel handle shook.

"Yo, yo, yo, I've practiced!"

Meng Tiance raised his hand, wanting to pull out the shovel. In the end, the whole person was hanging from the door frame, and the shovel was still immovable.

"Bastard, our house can't stand your toss!" Jiao Huanxi, who had just gotten up, called.

"Hey, early daddy!" Meng Tiance stepped out of the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Pick up and pick up, Lianshan doesn't have such a poor person!" Jiao Huanxi returned to the house, took a set of Jiao Yang'er's clothes and threw them to Meng Tiance.

"Hey!" Meng Tiance's heart warmed, bowed to Jiao Huanxi, and went happily.

"Confucian scholars, a talent!" Jiao Huanxi, who was sitting at the square table, looked at Meng Tiance, who had changed his clothes, and nodded in praise.

"Pretend, pretend!" Meng Tiance scratched his head and smiled.

As soon as the scorched sheep with a plate of wheat cakes entered the house, Meng Tiance, who was sniffing his nose, pounced, grabbed a piece of wheat cake, and tore it.

"It's really pretending!" Jiao Huanxi shook his head helplessly.

"Ah, sheep, you are plotting to kill me!" Meng Tiance looked pained.

"What nonsense!" Jiao Huanxi glared at Meng Tiance, picked up a piece of wheat cake and tasted it, his face suddenly froze.

Jiao Yang'er saw that something was wrong, and also took a bite of wheat cake, and then ran to the yard. Jiao Huanxi and Meng Tiance followed.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, let's put the stone alkali as sugar!" Jiao Yang'er, who had finished spitting, helped Jiao Huanxi and glared at Meng Tiance.

"Let's make lunch early!" Jiao Huanxi rinsed his mouth and got up to go back to the house.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry......" Meng Tiance cried out miserably.

Jiao Yang'er rubbed Meng Tiance, looked into the distance, and said with a wicked smile: "Tiance, good brothers have to be blessed and enjoy hardships together, right?"

Meng Tiance nodded, agreeing!

"Then you say that our wheat cake, should we leave some meat for it!" Jiao Yang'er raised his eyebrows, very treacherous.

Meng Tiance understood and was ready to go!

Jia Fugui, who entered the courtyard, pulled his throat and shouted, "Yang'er, we brought you some pastries!"

"Little Er, serve!" Jiao Yang'er put on a broad look.

Jia Fugui entered the play, nodded and trotted to the square table, put the pastries in the food box away, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Guest officer, please use it slowly!"

Meng Tiance hiccuped at the right time!

"Have you eaten?" Jia Fugui, who was sitting at the square table, asked.

"He's overwhelmed, we haven't touched the chopsticks yet!" Jiao Yang'er glanced at Meng Tiance and smiled helplessly.

Meng Tiance took out a paper bag from his arms, placed it in front of Jia Fugui, and flattered: "The shopkeeper, the one left for you, is very delicious!"

"Bastard, you actually eat with a pocket!" Jiao Yang'er was angry, stretched out his arm, and was about to make a move.

"Yang'er, eat these, eat this!" Jia Fugui stopped Jiao Yang'er, glanced at Meng Tiance, and praised: "Not bad, not bad, let's think about it, accept you!"

Meng Tiance nodded and bowed, looking like a servant, extremely realistic.

"Ah, let's go to your uncle!" Jia Fugui howled and rushed out.

Jiao Yang'er and Meng Tiance laughed wildly. Jiao Yang'er, who had eased up, took a plate and filled it with some pastries, handed it to Meng Tiance, and pointed to the back room. Meng Tiance understood, took the plate, and sent Jiao Huanxi to breakfast.

Meng Tiance, who returned to the hall, looked at the empty plates on the table, and looked confused. Pointing at Jiao Yang'er, he hung his head and said: "I don't know that Meng Tiance I is famous, but he is all folded in the mountains, it is really a capsized boat in the gutter!"

Jiao Yang'er burped, stood up, picked his teeth, put on an extremely enjoyable expression, and said, "I'm full, ready to start!"

The fire is on!

"You two really don't plan to help with some work?" Jiao Yang'er looked at the two people who occupied the stone bench but didn't work.

In the rivers and lakes, the two people who share the same hatred and hatred found a common topic, and they ignored Jiao Yang'er.

"At noon today, I will make the head of the iron lion, who works, who has food, you two will discuss!"

Jia Fugui bounced Meng Tiance away, occupied two stone benches, and pulled up the bellows with all his might.

"Shopkeeper, who are you?" Meng Tiance looked dazed.

"Tiance, sit over there, continue to tell us about the "Imperial Army", and we will divide half of the iron lion's head!" Jia Fugui pointed to the bamboo chair on the side of the desk, looking generous.

"Hungry, no strength!" Meng Tiance replied half-deadly.

Jia Fugui was helpless, took out a lotus leaf rice ball from his arms, held it up in front of Meng Tiance and shook it.

"Lotus leaf rice ball!" Meng Tiance snatched the lotus leaf rice ball, and while nibbling on it, he sneered at Jia Fugui and said, "Shopkeeper, wait a minute." Fill your stomach and talk about it!"

"Okay, eat quickly, eat quickly!" Jia Fugui looked forward to it, and asked: "Let's listen to the name first!"

Meng Tiance, who finished eating lotus leaf rice balls, burped contentedly, cleared his throat, changed his tone, and said: "In other words, as soon as "Royal Thousand Army" came out, many celebrities and celebrities were in a commotion, and no one was convinced. After several years of killing and competition, it took a bloody storm to correct its name. ”

"Whoever talks about the first name, who talks about the first name!" Jia Fugui couldn't bear it and urged.

"Here it is, here it is. Meng Tiance picked an iron lump, slapped it on the desk, raised his voice, and said: "The first name of "The Imperial Thousand Army", anonymous! Back then, he was known as the world's No. 1 master of the Heavenly Shogunate, such as the Blue Sword King, Cao Bu'a. On his 40th birthday, he was picked by a young man with no name. It is rumored that Cao Bu'a's knife came out like the wind, and in a few breaths, Rulan thirty-six slashed out, and there was nothing around him, but the young man was still fluttering, and the sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed. The sound of the sword sounded slightly, and the young man turned around and left, leaving Cao Bu'a to cover his crotch and wail. No one saw how the youth came out with the sword, too fast. No one knows where the youth has gone, gone!"

Meng Tiance glanced at the two people who were already fascinated, grabbed the iron pimple, and said with a "snap", "If you want to know what will happen next, half an iron lion's head ......"

"It's worth it, it's worth it!"

"It's not enough!"

Jia Fugui looked at the finger dangling in front of him, his face was full of black lines, but he didn't bargain.

"Today, this job is done here!" Jiao Huanxi, who had been leaning on the desk at the door for a long time, looked at Jiao Yang'er, who was already absent-minded, and said, "Yang'er, go and prepare for lunch!"

As soon as he cleaned up, Tie Niu came to the blacksmith shop, bringing a piece of news that made Jiao Yang'er a little lost and worried, and arranged for the harvest year to live with Tie Niu's little sister was gone, and he didn't return all night.

"Do you think that girl will be okay?" Jiao Yang'er hid the emotions in her heart and looked at the two who were sticking together.

The two of them were like glue, and they didn't answer. Jia Fugui doesn't care, Meng Tiance knows it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, what about you?"

"We don't have those traitors in Lianshan, what are you afraid of!"

"I guess it's gone, that girl is fine, and nothing will go wrong!"

"Hurry up and get ready to eat, don't forget the iron lion head, you have to settle the bill!" Jia Fugui urged, and glued Meng Tiance again.