The clay pot emitted a hint of heat, bringing out a strong aroma of pheasant meat, and when you smell it carefully, there is a trace of fragrance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yan's heart was like a cat scratching, itching. The name of 100-year-old ginseng is too bluffing. In normal times, Yang Yan may not care, and he will casually go to which plane to exchange for a few cars. But this one is different, this is a native 100-year-old wild ginseng. It's not about taste, it's about curiosity, it's about satisfaction.

Anyway, nouveau riche or something, I don't understand!

After waiting for a while, Second Brother Wang carefully opened the lid of the pot and poured a small scoop of hot water into it. The chicken broth should be simmered slowly, and the meat should be stewed into the soup to be considered perfect.

This kind of chicken, which is worth hundreds of thousands, Wang Erge didn't dare to reveal it when he opened the pot and poured water, for fear that the fragrance would run away! The fragrance also came from the chicken! It was all money! It was all money!

A pot of chicken soup simmered for an hour and a half, and the fire was never broken, during which the second brother Wang opened the pot four times in distress and added water four times!

The royal father's face was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

"I estimate that the fragrance that ran away is also a few thousand dollars......"

In the past hour and a half, Yang Yan's stomach was stimulated by the smell of broth, and he didn't know how many times it rang. Later, even the father and son of the Wang family were affected by Yang Yan, and their stomachs growled.

The three of you come and go, and the stomach is not far behind, and one screams louder than the other. It's like a toad in a pond in summer.

I finally waited until the chicken soup came out of the pot, and sure enough, the aroma was not covered!

Yang Yan took a sip and was disappointed. Every day, I ate the food cooked by the housekeeper with the ingredients of the heavenly court, and my mouth was shy. Not to mention a pheasant that has eaten a hundred years of ginseng for a few days, a pheasant that has eaten a hundred years of ginseng for a lifetime may not be as delicious as something from heaven.

But fortunately, it fills your stomach! For those who are hungry, taste is secondary!

After more than 90 minutes, the chicken was stewed so thin that it almost melted into the soup. The bones are rotten, and there is a distinct taste of slag in the mouth. Yang Yan took a few sips of soup and felt a little prickly. So he switched to rice and pickles.

It was the father and son of the Wang family who gulped down the soup and left two bowls for Yang Yan, but Yang Yan didn't drink it, and was also drunk by the two fathers and sons. Yang Yan was eating small pickles, but he was also very happy.

Second Brother Wang was a little anxious to drink, and his bones pierced his throat. Suddenly, his face turned red. This man is also bloody, he didn't cough, and swallowed all the soup in his mouth. Finally, I drank a few sips of water and rinsed my mouth.

Yang Yan was a little dumbfounded. Second Brother Wang's eyes turned white. Still refusing to cough, what perseverance is this!

I wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by the royal father. The royal father said solemnly: "Don't help him! Let him swallow it!"

Yang Yan didn't understand and asked, "Why? He choked on this, what if he suffocated?"

The royal father shook his head and said, "Then you have to let him swallow it, a piece of bone slag will cost dozens of yuan! If you don't let him swallow it, if he squirts out, I guess he will add ......it back."

Yang Yan: "......"

After gargling his mouth four times, Second Brother Wang coughed out. The cough couldn't stop, and I almost didn't cough out my lungs.

Yang Yan was speechless, and quickly found an excuse to run away after eating. This teases the father and son is really asking for money and dying.

The Wang family father and son drank a pot of chicken soup cleanly. Even the peppercorns in it were chopped up and drunk with water. The bowl of soup was licked clean, and one bowl was even broken.

......

A few days passed in a flash, and Old Man Lin finally recovered some of his spirits, but the whole person looked old.

Yang Yan felt very guilty, and made the old man like this, and decided to make up for Old Man Lin. picked up the kitchen knife, found Xiao Jin, and looked up and down several times.

Little Jin quacked, his wings covered his body, and his eyes were cautious. It felt that Yang Yan had bad intentions.

Sure enough, Yang Yan finally took a fancy to Xiao Jin's bird legs.

"Xiao Jin, you've finished the scourge of Old Man Lin, and now you're about to burp. Hurry up and hand over a piece of thigh meat and make up for it!"

Little Kim quacked, took a few steps back, and shook his head into a rattle. said that he would not cut the meat for Yang Yan.

Yang Yan sneered and raised the kitchen knife.

"Then don't blame me for being a bully...... No, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The kitchen knife waved down with a touch of coldness, and the frightened Xiaojin closed his eyes and covered his head tightly with his wings.

Boom!

There was no feeling of a knife entering the flesh, and the kitchen knife collided with the little golden feather, and it made a sound of gold and iron. A counter-shock force was transmitted from the kitchen knife to Yang Yan's arm, and Yang Yan's arm was numb for a while.

Xiao Jin opened his eyes and found that he was unscathed. looked at the kitchen knife in Yang Yan's hand again, and there was already a big gap.

"Quack Quack ......"

A series of strange screams seemed to be mocking Yang Yan. Xiao Jin raised a leg and stretched out in front of Yang Yan, with a cheap look on the bird's face. It seems to say, you cut me! Cut me!

Yang Yan was speechless, this bird is so cheap! There was nothing to say to it, Yang Yan turned around and left.

Xiao Jin is gone, if you want to cut me, you can cut me, if you don't cut it, you will leave? Who do you think of my Uncle Xiao Jin? You have to pay for the kiln, and it is not for nothing.

A dodge stopped in front of Yang Yan, and stretched out a bird's leg proudly.

"Quack Quack ......"

The meaning is obvious, if you don't cut me today, this matter is not over!

Yang Yan was speechless, there are still birds begging me to cut them on the pole, so cheap!

Changing directions, Yang Yan turned his head and left. Damn, can't you afford to provoke Lao Tzu and can't hide?

Xiao Jin's speed was extremely fast, and he stopped in front of Yang Yan again. It's still the same cheap look.

Yang Yan's face sank, don't you give you a face, right? Okay! This is what you asked Lao Tzu to cut you! Don't cry and call dad when the time comes! Suddenly took out his mobile phone.

Xiao Jin was a little uneasy when he saw Yang Yan flipping through his phone, and the huge bird's head leaned over to see what Yang Yan's secret weapon was.

The corners of Yang Yan's mouth twitched, and there was. As soon as the hand turned over, the thirty-centimeter alloy long stick was already in the hand.

This is a big brother from the military world, and it is a new generation of laser sword products, which are more powerful and stronger.

Xiao Jin shuddered, he had seen this thing, a large iron block dozens of centimeters thick, and the brush cut it. The slice is as smooth as a mirror, and it's terrifying. Suddenly a little cowardly.

Yang Yan sneered, "Come on, let's see if it's your stiffness or my sword strength!"

NB has been blown out. At this time, you must not be cowardly, the glory of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan depends on me to protect it!

Xiao Jin covered his eyes, righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Quack!"

Yang Yan was not polite, and slashed with a sword.

The laser sword made contact with the feathers on Jin's thighs, bursting out with a large string of sparks. A golden feather arced and stuck into the ground.

Xiao Jin shook his legs, grinned with a bird's beak, and was full of energy!

"Quack!"

Yang Yan looked at the feathers on the ground and was a little depressed. The laser sword can only cut off a feather, this Nima is too nonsense, right! Who is the protagonist?

Yang Yan didn't believe in evil anymore, and lowered his head and flipped through the phone again. Xiao Jin's face was full of disdain, it was full of confidence, and it didn't believe that anything else could hurt itself. The quack monster screamed to provoke Yang Yan.

Yang Yan was a little upset by Xiao Jin's quarrel, and took out a short knife casually. It was a knife to Xiaojin's thigh. Xiao Jin not only didn't hide, but also sent his thighs up for Yang Yan to chop.

Brush!

Golden feathers flew! pale golden blood swayed! A large chunk of flesh flew up, glittering golden in the sun.

Xiao Jin was stunned and looked down at Wow Wow's bloody thighs. Confused.

Yang Yan was also confused, what kind of knife is this?

Four eyes gathered on the knife in Yang Yan's hand, trying to see what was wrong with this knife.

The short knife was very familiar, and Yang Yan could see at a glance what it was. He had used it many times, and now he held it like an extension of his arm.

Because of this, Yang Yan was even more shocked.

"This Nima...... Didn't the kitchen god give me that kitchen knife...... So sharp??"