Wu Feng turned his back leisurely, sat on the chair, and listened to the sound of dressing behind him.

Meng Qiwu walked to the kitchen, lit the fire, and soon, the enticing aroma wafted over.

Wu Feng closed his eyes and sniffed the smell of food as it was cooked.

The smell of spices such as star anise and fennel seeds rushed into the tip of his nose, and Wu Feng knew that Mengqiwu was going to make beef and mutton again.

Although they grew up together, Mengqiwu's dietary preferences are different from those of the Wu family.

To be precise, it is the eating habits of the Wu family father and son, which are different from those of the people of Bingzhou. And Meng Qiwu is an orphan adopted by Wu Feng's father near the Valley of Forgotten Worries, and he is a native of Bingzhou.

The food habits are similar to those of the Hu people, and they are mountainous, the air is humid, and the mountains are widely produced, so the people here like to eat beef and mutton and game, and they are fond of drinking, but they do not like to drink soup.

However, the dietary preferences of the Wu family father and son are closer to western Henan, especially in the area of Sanchuan County. The topography of Sanchuan County is a river valley formed by the three main rivers of the Yellow River, the Yi River and the Luo River, and it is a basin-like landform, and the air is relatively dry, but it is rich in aquatic products, so the residents of Sanchuan are fond of eating fresh fish and water mats with plenty of soup.

From this clue, Wu Feng suspected that his father, and even his mother, might have something to do with the main hall. But when this question was asked, my father was always vague.

Of course, even if there is really a deep relationship, Wu Feng is counting on ☆, www. He knew that since his father was missing, it would be impossible for him to come back in the short term, at most he would be brought out as a tiger skin to scare people, and he didn't even know much about his father's details, and it was really not easy to use his father's relationship as his ladder to the sky.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, the meal was ready and served.

Beef and mutton are available: mutton is pot roasted mutton, fresh mutton head meat is fried with flour to golden brown, the color is bright, the aroma is compelling, but the paste layer is a little cracked, not very good-looking, Gai Mengqi dance has always been frizzy, impatient to slowly mix the flour; beef is the sauce beef that has been made early, slightly hot and the lower end is up, the cooking wine is added very much, the aroma is tangy, it makes people feel in the mouth, the index finger is moving, but the color is black, about the soy sauce is put a little more. In addition, there is also a large half of the roasted fawn leg.

The vegetarian dish only has the same fungus, which is still scrambled with eggs. Mengqiwu has always been meat-free and unhappy, and she has no interest in vegetarian dishes.

"If you have peanuts, you don't need rice. Meng Qiwu slapped a jar of Xinghua Village Lao Fen wine on the dining table, and put a big bowl of salted peanuts next to him: "Hmph, you kid has been sitting there in a daze for so long, so you don't come to give my sister a hand or something, and I can't bear to let me cook for you with an injury, it's really ......."

"Okay, it's hard to work Sister Qiwu, it's the little brother's. Wu Feng actually wanted to help, but if he looked at the whole process of how the food was made, when the delicious food was served, the pleasure would be much less.

The excuse he could use to comfort himself was that Meng Qiwu had always been used to cooking by herself, and even if she didn't stay to eat, she still had to do it.

"It's good to know you're wrong. What will you do to compensate me?" Meng Qiwu said with a smile, and took out a hundred butterfly towel to wipe the greasy piece of oil that had just been on her face.

"If you're tired, I'll hold you and feed you?" Wu Feng laughed.

"You...... You can't die!" Meng Qiwu directly grabbed Wu Feng's ears and dragged them violently, full of strength, not at all like an injured person.

"Death is only for you. Wu Feng couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "Who made you stupid from childhood to adulthood, making people want to make fun of you......"

Hearing this, Meng Qiwu's face flushed slightly, let go of her hand, sat down on the chair, and hummed, "It's okay to take you." Eat it. ”

This table of food can be regarded as full of color, flavor and flavor, although the taste is heavy, but with the sweet Fenjiu, it is just right. Although the lack of vegetarian dishes made Wu Feng slightly dissatisfied, the taste was indeed much better than the meals delivered in the valley every day.

Mengqi Dance is still like a storm to solve most of the dishes, self-produced and sold, really happy, after all, only you know your own tastes best.

She burped, threw the gnawed leg of mutton bone in her hand on the table, with seven points of drunkenness, put her face close to Wu Feng, and blew the wine into Wu Feng's mouth and nose: "Sister, my craftsmanship is not bad......"

"Senior sister, your face is twelve points of durable, and the dishes you make are also twelve points of chewy, beautiful women and delicacies, reflecting each other. Wu Feng said with a smile and flattery.

"Wow, Flim Flam. Meng Qiwu took a toothpick, picked her teeth and said, "In the future, every day will be the same as in the past, come to me to eat." Let the canteen in the valley bring the food, not to mention the bad taste, and burn the silver, it is always much cheaper to make it yourself. Now that you save some more money and use it to buy the things you need for cultivation, it is only serious. ”

"That's good, then I'll tell the valley not to bring me any more food. Wu Feng said.

Of course, it is impossible to eat in vain here in Mengqiwu, and the usual chores such as cleaning the house naturally have to be done on behalf of the family, as compensation for the rice.

"Alright...... I'm sleepy, go to sleep, wash the dishes and wipe the table or something. Meng Qiwu washed her hands in the basin, wiped the greasy on her mouth with a sweat towel, and commanded.

"Wait. Wu Feng took out a small gourd from the Ruyi bag and handed it to Meng Qiwu: "Sobering soup, drink some, otherwise you will drink from afternoon to night today, be careful that you will vomit all over the bed......"

"I'm not drunk...... Where is this needed!" Meng Qiwu refused.

Wu Feng went up and hugged her, blew a breath of hot air into her ear, and before she could react, she raised her hand and pinched her chin while Mengqiwu's delicate body trembled, and poured a few sips of sobering soup.

"Ahem...... Meng Qiwu clutched her chest and shouted, "You and cheap bastard!

After Wu Feng finished the housework assigned by Meng Qiwu, he went out, and when he stepped out of the door, he immediately put away the frivolous look he had when he got along with Meng Qiwu, and changed to his usual calm and calm expression.

When he returned to his residence, Yun Hailan was in the front hall, sitting cross-legged on the grass mat that Wu Feng usually used for cultivation, looking up at the autumn moon outside the window.

Her eyes were hazy, her delicate nose was open, and she was spitting in, and Yuehua entered through the window, gradually solidifying above her head, turning into a liquid-like existence, merging into Yun Hailan's body, making her skin more and more white as jade.

However, when Wu Feng took out the key to open the door, she was immediately awakened from the Dao realm.

"What happened to you?" Yun Hailan looked at Wu Feng and said lightly.

She had already read the note left by Wu Feng.

"Miss Cloud. Wu Feng suddenly sighed: "I once told you, you don't need to protect yourself." However, it is very likely that Okuya is now facing a catastrophe, and I am not the only one who will be affected. Therefore, for a period of time in the future, I hope that Miss Yun will help her with righteousness, and I am very grateful. ”