As for the overlord beans that were not kicked off the table by the old village chief because of their human shape, although they may not be used to chopsticks, with their thin arms and short legs, even if they use a knife and fork, they may not be able to catch the vegetables. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

You must know that when eating in the past, the overlord beans have always been served on the table - stepping on the table to eat. The old village chief pays attention to etiquette, and it is estimated that he will not let it be presumptuous.

As for the coachman, Cang Shilan didn't think about it at all. You're a hardcore traitor, it's cheap enough to let you serve on the table, and you dare to pick and choose?

So Cang Shilan nodded and said, "It's okay, we are still used to chopsticks." ”

Lilith stared at Cang Shilan with wide eyes, and secretly said in her heart, the use of chopsticks is quite complicated, even she dare not say that she is proficient, Cang Shilan actually has the cheekiness to say that she is used to it, and she really wants to save face and suffer.

Fortunately, she was by Cang Shilan's side, and when the time came, she would help her, so that Cang Shilan couldn't hang on her face.

Sure enough, Cang Shilan's hand did not grasp the chopsticks, but waited silently. Lilith and Cang Yulang are centered on Cang Shilan, and the head of the family has not moved, so they naturally can't move.

Seeing that everyone didn't move their chopsticks, the old village chief suddenly remembered something, laughed, and said, "It's me who is slow." Come, everyone can eat as much as you want. ”

As he spoke, the old village chief stretched out his chopsticks to the braised fish, and with a gentle clip, a piece of fish skin was clamped, and a rich fragrance instantly floated up and filled the air.

Then the old village chief put some of each dish into his bowl to show that he had begun to eat, and the guests were free to do as they pleased.

This is the rule of the elf clan, after serving the table, you can't move the chopsticks at will, you must wait for the elder or the host to move the chopsticks, this dish can be moved.

It's just that the Tatar culture invaded, and it is not rude for a brother to marry a brother and sister-in-law, and a son to marry a mother, and it can be recorded in history openly, and no one cares about these small courtesies.

Unexpectedly, this foreigner still abides by the ancient etiquette, the old village chief can't help but change his expression, his heart says, going with the flow should not be the nature of the elves, the turbidity of the world is the only thing that should be insisted on, he should learn from Cang Shilan, and stick to his own etiquette in this rude world.

Cang Shilan didn't know what the old village chief thought in his heart, respecting the old and loving the young was the etiquette of the earth, even in the other world, he would not lose it.

Lilith was stunned, only to see that the blue chopsticks were running like flying, and she could use chopsticks better than the elf born and raised in the elf continent.

Could it be that the chopsticks of the Elven Continent have spread overseas, and even Cang Shilan, a foreigner, will use them?

There are only two people at the table who can't use chopsticks, one is a hardcore traitor flat-nosed pigger, and the other is a bully bean.

Overlord beans can't even use knives and forks, let alone more complicated chopsticks?

What's worse is that the overlord beans are small and short-legged, and they can barely touch the table when they stand up, but they can't reach the plate, and they are so anxious that they jump up and down in the position.

Cang Yulang is really a good boy, seeing that the overlord beans can't reach the plate, he helped him clip some dishes. As for how to put the food in his mouth, Cang Yulang didn't care - he wasn't a nanny.

The coachman used the chopsticks for a while, but he couldn't put the food in his mouth, so he slapped the chopsticks angrily and said: "The chopsticks are the boring tools of the lowly elves, and I am ashamed to use them as a noble Pige." If I don't eat it, I'll go to the car, and don't let the car get damaged by those dead imps. ”

With that, he walked out of the door and slammed it shut.

Cang Shilan was very embarrassed, so she could only apologize and say to the old village chief: "I'm really sorry, my subordinates are rude, and I can't discipline them." ”

The old village chief did not speak, and the eldest son of the village chief, who was accompanying him, said: "What is the old man Pig, isn't he just an elf with his nose cut off? ”

The old village chief shouted: "Silence! If you don't care about your stinky mouth, sooner or later you will bring disaster to your family." ”

Cang Shilan couldn't say anything, only a wry smile.

Half an hour later, the meal was over.

The old village chief ordered someone to bring a cup of tea and a small spherical pot with a small mouth and a large body.

Lilith and Cang Yulang didn't know each other, and thought it was tea after dinner, so they took a sip of it.

Cang Shilan knew that this was mouthwash and spittle.

Cang Shilan took a sip of water, rinsed her mouth, and spit the water into the spit pot.

Lilith and Cang Yulang were embarrassed for a while, didn't count after eating and drinking, and spit saliva into other people's teapots, what kind of business is this.

The old village chief smiled and said, "If your ears are not round, I almost think that you are an elven nobleman from the previous dynasty, and you even know the spit pot." Speaking of which, this spit pot has been useless for hundreds of years, and now it is finally used again. ”

With the invasion of Tatar culture, many of the elven traditions have disappeared, such as this gargle after meals.

The old village chief saw that Cang Shilan had the style of an ancient gentleman, and he admired it very much, and invited him to live in his own house.

Cang Shilan couldn't refuse, so he accepted it.

Although his car is luxurious, it is not as comfortable as a house after all, and since the old village chief is enthusiastic, there is no need for him to be hypocritical.

The old village chief had freed up a large room for them so that they could sleep together.

Of course, Lilith is a woman and enjoys the treatment of sleeping in bed, while Cang Shilan, Cang Xiaofeng, Cang Yulang, Rex, and Overlord Bean have to lay on the floor.

The night in the countryside was quiet and peaceful, and the blue soon fell asleep.

It's a pity that the good dream didn't last long, and Cang Shilan was awakened by the sound of blades colliding and screaming in pain.

Cang Shilan jumped up violently, what happened?

I only heard a yin voice from outside the window: "Surround, don't let one go." ”

Cang Shilan regretted it. The so-called nothing is diligent, either treacherous or thief.

Bacheng, the sanctimonious old village chief, took a fancy to his car and prepared to kill people and sell goods in the middle of the night.

The elves had not yet invented glass, and the windows were opaque.

Cang Shilan quietly propped up the window a little, revealing a crack, and looked out through the gap.

Outside the window stood a group of men in black, all covered with black veils.

Cang Shilan looked carefully, and saw that the position of the bridge of the nose of this group of people was protruding with a round and flat thing.

"Pigs!" Cang Shiran couldn't help but be taken aback.

Is it a robber? Unlikely, the Pigs of the Empire of Pigs are well paid, as long as they are men, they can receive state subsidies from birth, and the Pigs call them "hardcore crops".

Will the Pigs give up their "hardcore crops" and become robbers who sleep in the open and have a precarious future?

Whatever the reason, Cang Shilan knew that if they fell into the hands of these bandits, the result would not be good.

He woke up Lilith and Cang Xiaofeng.

Lilith and the others woke up and talked to Cang Shilan for a few words, and then rushed out with Cang Shilan.

The old village chief's house sits in the south and faces north, and it is a structure that is transparent from north to south.

If there's someone at the back door, go through the front door. Walking to the front door, they found the old village chief negotiating with the robbers.

"Guys, don't do it. We will give you whatever you want, and don't make any trouble. I ......," begged the old village chief.

Before the old village chief could finish his sentence, one of the robbers slashed his knife at his neck.

With a flash of the sword, the old village chief's head was cut off, and blood rose from his neck.

The robber kicked the old village chief's head far away, and said with a cruel smile: "Old coffin, there are so many words. ”

"Daddy, Daddy!" The youngest son of the old village chief rushed forward to soothe the corpse and wept bitterly.

The robber would not show mercy to him, and he broke it with a knife.

In a flash of the knife, the head of the village chief's youngest son fell to the ground, and the blood from his neck spurted forward, spraying a robber who had not had time to dodge red.

"Ma, I'm fighting with you. The village chief's eldest son shouted.

As he spoke, he picked up a penny from his house and rushed towards the robbers.

It's not that he doesn't want to take weapons, it's that the Law of Peagle states that elves are not allowed to have weapons.

Not to mention weapons, even kitchen knives, there is only one in a household. If the government finds out that there is an extra handful, it will be beheaded all over the house.

So the eldest son of the village chief had no choice but to pick up a penny and fight back.

Penny has no steel knife, only a few moves, and the bamboo song is shortened more and more.

After discovering that Penny was no longer a threat to them, one of the robbers raised his knife and slashed diagonally.

The eldest son of the village chief raised a bamboo block.

With a "click", the penny snapped in response.

The castration of the knife did not stop, and the eldest son of the village chief was cut in two with his shoulder strap. Blood spurted wildly, and steaming intestines spilled all over the ground.

The village chief's youngest grandson, who was only seven or eight years old, was so frightened that he burst into tears.

One of the robbers grinned and said, "Yo, there's a cub." Don't cry, I'll send you to a reunion with them. ”