In a moment, Ding Yangqiu came to the front like the wind.

Even if he was prepared, Chen Qinghe still didn't see his body clearly.

It's fucking fast.

With Chen Qinghe's eyesight, he could only see a trace of afterimage.

Old man Ding still wears a torn leather jacket and a felt hat on his head, a typical ranger dress, and he is still the kind of poor old ranger.

If Chen Qinghe didn't know his details, I am afraid that he would be confused by his appearance, and he would just be a funny little old man.

Now, Chen Qinghe is more and more sure that this person is at least a master in the middle and late stages of the Earth Immortals.

He was secretly on guard while protecting his barbecue.

"Boy, have you been missing the old man's wine today?" Ding Yangqiu didn't see it, took out the recliner and sat down, "Coincidentally, I also miss my brother's barbecue skills...... Yo, it's roasted scorpions today? I like it. ”

"You think too much," Chen Qinghe quietly moved the barbecue grill to his side, and said lightly: "It's just a wine that tastes good, not to the point where it can't be dispensed with." ”

"You kid don't pretend to be garlic with me! In addition to the good taste, my wine can improve cultivation!" Ding Yangqiu saw Chen Qinghe's movements, and blew his beard angrily, "What, you don't plan to let my brother eat meat today?"

"You didn't say it earlier!" Chen Qinghe said coldly: "Next to it is the Chiyan Canyon, you can go scorpion hunting by yourself, I roasted this one, it may not be enough to eat." ”

"Such a big scorpion, isn't enough for you to eat?" Ding Yangqiu blew his beard angrily, "Are you a pig?"

Chen Qinghe stretched out his hand and pointed to the cat on the side.

Ding Yangqiu glanced at the cat who was feasting on the side, and knew that this product could be eaten, so he exhaled angrily: "Okay, I'll catch a scorpion for you now, and you will be in charge of the barbecue." ”

Chen Qinghe sneered, "I'm not a cook. ”

"Horse rider, then how can I eat your barbecue?!" Ding Yangqiu was almost hysterical.

Since eating Chen Qinghe's grilled fish last night, Old Man Ding has an endless aftertaste, and he regretted very much why he pretended to be profound and what he did so early?

I didn't ask this little brother for a contact information or anything......

Although he loves food, his craftsmanship is average, and it is naturally okay in the city, there is good wine and good food everywhere, but when he goes to the wild, he can only eat dry food.

Therefore, all day today, Old Man Ding waited near this small river, hoping to meet Chen Qinghe again.

The hard work paid off, and when Chen Qinghe started to barbecue, Ding Yangqiu, who was several miles away, immediately followed the fragrance and touched it......

Chen Qinghe looked at each other with a smile.

You, you, you, are also the predecessors who have lived for tens of thousands of years, how come you smell delicious food, just like my greedy cat?

Not reserved!

Chen Qinghe thought to himself, this time, no matter what, he had to get him to order more secret wine.

Of course, this requires a little first paragraph.

First of all, we have to whet the appetite of this old boy.

So, the two sat opposite each other, Ding Yangqiu stared at Chen Qinghe with big eyes, but the latter was like no one around, humming a little song and eating meat.

It wasn't until Ding Yangqiu couldn't help but be about to go crazy that Chen Qinghe said lightly: "What about your wine, the taste is okay, and by the way, you can improve your cultivation, it's really good......"

"I knew you wanted to drink my wine!" Ding Yangqiu sneered: "Still pretend to be with me." ”

Chen Qinghe ignored him, and continued to say: "That's it, a pound of wine for a pound of meat, the price is clearly marked, and Tong Su is not bullied." How?"

Ding Yangqiu sat up straight, stared at the barbecue grill, and said seriously: "Such a big scorpion, at least, it must have thirty or forty catties of meat, right?"

"Is thirty or forty catties a lot? I can eat twenty catties by myself as a cat!" Chen Qinghe shrugged his shoulders and continued to deal with the barbecue in his hand, "If you don't change it, forget it." ”

Ding Yang Qiuqiang held back his anger and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I advise you not to go too far, if you exchange one pound for one pound...... It's not shelled, is it?"

Chen Qinghe said, "Well, without a shell." I'm not that black-hearted. ”

"Deal!" Ding Yangqiu snorted coldly and said angrily: "Give me a pound first." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small gourd and threw it to Chen Qinghe, "In the future, let's settle accounts like this, if you want to drink my wine, you must first show me your skills." By the way, it must be my designated ingredient!"

"Of course, as long as you say it, the little brother will never say anything!" Chen Qinghe cut off a piece of meat from the grill with a smile and threw it to Ding Yangqiu, "Brother, don't be upset in your heart...... My brother still settles accounts, not to mention that we are just friends in wine and meat?"

Ding Yang Qiupi didn't smile, "You're right, you're right." ”

The deal was reached, and the two of them seemed to be very satisfied, leaving a touch of consciousness on each other's sound transmission jade plate, and after agreeing to continue to cooperate next time, they began to staggered and talked about wine.

A warm and harmonious atmosphere of guests and hosts.

In fact, the two have their own ghosts.

Ding Yangqiu thought about how to make Chen Qinghe his imperial chef, and at the same time find out the details of this kid, he felt that this kid was by no means as simple as an ordinary Jinhuo initiate, there must be other secrets hidden, and he had to find a way to say it.

Chen Qinghe was thinking about how to skillfully open his mouth so that he could admit that he was a demon cultivator? At the same time, how could he gain this person's trust and let him pass on some magic skills and experience to him......

......

"It's so fragrant, Brother Nan, do you smell it?" In the darkness, a woman's voice came, "There's a bonfire over there." ”

As he spoke, a man and a woman came together.

These two people are richly dressed and have graceful expressions, and they all look like middle-aged people in their forties, and the woman may be younger, probably in her early thirties.

Of course, judging the true age and cultivation of an immortal by his face is extremely unscientific.

Maybe a young lady with a young face and a clever smile is an old-timer who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years;

Maybe an old woman with a vicissitudes of face is just a *** woman who has only been cultivating for decades......

In the fairy world, people can't look good, it's not just talking.

The only thing that can be seen from the appearance may be the person's aesthetics.

Some people like the image of a mature uncle, although he may be a little white face, or even a man, he can completely conjure up a vicissitudes of old man's face;

Some people like the image of a suave son, even if he is a 10,000-year-old guy, he can always conjure up a handsome and chic face.

In short, the faces of the immortals cannot be used as a basis for judging their cultivation and age at all.

However, the two people in front of him, Chen Qinghe could easily see that they were very rich.

Dressing in a flashy style is only one aspect.

On the other hand, the clothes on these two people were so clean that they could smell a faint smell of vanilla even from a distance.

In a word, these two people don't have the temperament of a ranger at all, only full of elegance and calmness.

Obviously, the cultivation of the two of them should not be too bad, at least the demon beasts along the way did not disturb their elegant and calm strength.

"In this wilderness, it is also a special fate to meet the rangers camping here. The middle-aged man had a gentle gaze and a warm smile, "My brother and sister are passing through here, and they happen to be hungry...... I bought this roasted scorpion out of ten spirits, what do you two think?"

This kind of black scorpion was everywhere in the Chiyan Canyon, and it was not very difficult for the immortals with slightly higher cultivation levels to hunt them.

If it is placed in Hongyan City, this kind of scorpion without the demon pill and tail needle will not even be able to sell two low-grade spirit stones.

The middle-aged man thought that he could give the price of ten spirit stones, which was already quite atmospheric.

So, he felt that these two rangers would not refuse.

After saying this, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Qinghe and the others with a smile, waiting for the two poor ghosts to be grateful, even if they dropped the scorpion meat, it was best to vacate this place.

Chen Qinghe was silent.

He really didn't expect that there would be such shameless people in this world.

It's amazing to look good!

Lao Tzu's hard-working barbecue food, you take a few broken spirit stones and want to buy them?

What about the face?!

In comparison, Ding Yangqiu is not as subtle as Chen Qinghe.

He held the dripping roast meat in his hand, and squinted at the middle-aged man, his eyes playful.

"What, the two of you think the price I gave is not enough?" the man in the Chinese costume frowned, "Fifteen lower-grade spirit stones, it can't be higher." This price point is already quite sincere...... Two, I advise you not to be too greedy. ”

Ding Yangqiu lazily leaned back on the recliner and said lightly: "The scorpion was roasted by my little brother, you have to ask him about this." ”

The man in the Chinese costume was very displeased with this old and poor attitude, glared at him, turned to look at Chen Qinghe, smiled and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Chen Qinghe.

"Get out. ”

Chen Qinghe only said one word lightly.

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