Two days later, Yang Xiaoyang soaked the rice for a stick of incense with a black face, took it out, poured out the water, and added a spoonful of vegetable oil.

After boiling the water in the pot, pour the rice into it, stir it for a while, close the lid, leave a small slit, and turn to low heat.

After boiling for less than half of the incense, the fire was extinguished, and after a while, I opened the lid and saw that a pot of porridge had been cooked.

Yang Xiaoyang took out the fragrant porridge in a bowl, scooped out a few spoonfuls of hot sauce from the small jar on the side and covered it, and turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

When he saw that the lame man hadn't gotten out of bed, he went straight into the inner room.

As for why he was cooking, that's a long story.

But to make a long story short, the cripple has been getting up late, so from the beginning, Yang Xiaoyang thought about the place where he lived, so let's cook a meal for him.

Unexpectedly, the lame man saw that he had something to eat after getting up, so he never cooked again......

In the past two days, Li Congwen may have been waking up from sleep because of the epidemic, and now he is sitting on the bed watching Xiao Di and Ju Yeqi chatting.

Yang Xiaoyang served the porridge to the two of them, and the bowl given to Li Congwen naturally did not have hot sauce.

"Alas, I still ate delicious the day before yesterday, and has I eaten too lightly in the past two days?" Li Congwen glanced at it with disgust, but devoured it.

The corners of Yang Xiaoyang's mouth twitched, if he hadn't seen him as a sick person, he would definitely put the porridge on his face.

Do you have a long tongue in your head? Can you speak? The lump you ate the day before yesterday can also be called porridge?

"Little lamb, don't you still have frozen pears today?" Xiao Di said with some disappointment as she walked around Yang Xiaoyang and didn't see anything else.

"There are no frozen pears around here, I'll buy them for you when you get to the city." Yang Xiaoyang hurriedly smiled.

Yang Xiaoyang turned his head and saw that Ju Yeyan was holding a bowl and didn't eat, so he couldn't help but wonder: "You also want to eat the porridge of the day before yesterday?"

Ju Yeqi sighed and took a sip, "I've been drinking porridge for two days...... I'm not sick......"

You're the sickest person here!

However, Yang Xiaoyang saw that Ju Yeqi's face was indeed a little uglier than before, so he decided that he still had to make up for it, "Forget it, I'll ask the village chief for a chicken." ”

"Go and ask if there are any frozen pears!"

Yang Xiaoyang sighed and walked out of the house.

There was no one in the village, and Yang Xiaoyang was also a little heavy, and Doctor Ding had not made much progress in the past two days, and he didn't know when he would find a cure.

Knocking on the door of the village chief's house, Ruan Ren saw the person coming clearly, and said with a smile: "What do you need?"

"Village chief, we want to buy a chicken for a different taste. ”

Ruan Ren hesitated a little before agreeing, and led Yang Xiaoyang to the chicken pen.

He looked at the dozen chickens and said with some embarrassment: "We don't have many chickens, most of them are used to lay eggs, I can only give you a male, you pick one and I will catch it for you." ”

Yang Xiaoyang hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I'll do it myself." ”

He didn't actually want to do it himself, but he was embarrassed to look at Ruan Ren's age.

Yang Xiaoyang jumped into the chicken pen in one step, and then grabbed a rooster with a look. He weighed it and took out a hundred wen and gave it to the village chief.

"Oh, why do you want so much? Fifty wen is enough, this chicken looks old, I'm afraid it won't taste good." ”

Yang Xiaoyang looked at the chicken in his hand, obviously felt that Shenjun was abnormal, and was very satisfied, confiscated the money found by the village chief, and left after a salute.

When he returned to the lame's house, he saw that he had not yet gotten up, so he went to the kitchen, cut off the meaty parts, and fried them, and stewed the rest in soup.

A chicken was a bit much, and he only half of it was filled, and half of it was left in the pot, and if the lame man had gotten up a little earlier, he should have been lucky enough to eat it hot.

Came to the room again with the bowl, put the dish on the small table, and nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the color of the dish.

Yang Xiaoyang saw Li Congwen staring at him, hehe, smiled, and deliberately raised his voice, "Oh, this chicken is so fragrant when I look at it, I can't help but want to take a bite." ”

He saw Li Congwen swallow his saliva, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's light and delicious, my cooking skills are really good." Come, Xiao Di, Night, hurry up and try it. Congwen, you wait first, we'll give it to you after eating. ”

Ju Yeyan first sandwiched a piece of Xiao Di, and was just about to take a bite himself, when Yang Xiaoyang suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Wait a minute, don't eat!"

Ju Yeyan and Xiao Di were taken aback, and they both looked at Yang Xiaoyang with a puzzled expression.

As soon as Ju Yeqian wanted to ask, she saw Yang Xiaoyang's fingers hooked, and the chopsticks in her hand were in Yang Xiaoyang's hands.

Yang Xiaoyang threw the chicken in the bowl, and suddenly looked at Xiao Di, "Hurry up and spit it out!"

Xiao Di looked at the frightened lamb a little frightened, she looked down, looked at the debris leaking out of her neck, and said weakly, "It has already gone out." ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, looked at the residue and blinked, and then said for a moment: "That...... That should be fine. ”

"What the hell is going on?" asked Ju Yeqi.

Yang Xiaoyang's face was solemn, and he slowly spit out a few words, "This chicken is poisonous." ”

......

Doctor Ding looked at the two bowls of chickens again and again, but didn't see the reason, and asked Yang Xiaoyang, "How do you know that this chicken has an epidemic?"

"I ate it, and I felt the poison of the plague. ”

As soon as Yang Xiaoyang spoke, everyone moved away from him, and then as if he remembered something, he took a few steps forward.

"Is there anything wrong with you, little friend?" asked Ruan Ren worriedly, after all, the chickens were bought from his family.

Yang Xiaoyang shook his head lightly, "I'm an immortal cultivator, this bit of poison can't help me." ”

"Yo, Yang Daochang can buy a poisonous chicken casually, and his vision is not bad. Li Congwen sneered weakly while lying on the bed.

Divine Doctor Ding frowned, and asked eagerly, "Then you can cure it?"

Yang Xiaoyang looked at the worry on Doctor Ding's face, and couldn't help but sigh at the benevolence of the doctor, but he shook his head weakly and sighed, "The realm is not enough, and it can't be cured." ”

Doctor Ding also exhaled, scratched his head and smiled: "Hahaha, I will take these two bowls of chicken to study and study, so that the certainty of curing the epidemic is a little bigger." ”

A few people walked outside, Ruan Ren looked at Doctor Ding and hesitated for a while but asked, "The epidemic in this village is caused by this chicken?"

"It's not clear. ”

Then the lame man suddenly came out, sniffed, and limped to the kitchen, ignoring the people who were standing.

Everyone looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do, until he opened the lid.

"Don't eat!" shouted in unison.

The lame man was stunned for a moment, looked back at a few people, didn't even ask anything, and just limped into the house again.

The crowd was speechless.

Who is this? He didn't even eat?

......

Since the chicken can't be eaten, I have to continue to drink porridge, as for the kind of lump that Li Congwen wants, naturally there is no one.

Yang Xiaoyang looked at Ju Yeqi, who was drinking porridge, and suddenly remembered that he had to dispose of the remaining chickens in the pot.

He thought of this and stood up, but stopped as he walked to the door, "What do you say about the pot of chicken?"

Ju Yeqi glanced at him, "It's safest to burn it, and it's okay to find a place to bury it." ”

Yang Xiaoyang nodded, walked to the kitchen and looked at a pot of chickens full of color and flavor but hesitated, he felt that he was reluctant to throw it away......

Anyway, I can't do anything about the plague poison, I just need to eat and drain at the same time, or I can solve it for it, right?

Yang Xiaoyang swallowed his saliva when he thought of this, found a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, smashing it, smashing it, it tasted really good.

And the poisonous qi of the epidemic was dissolved by the aura before it entered the body, although it would consume some aura to do so, but it is not a shame that the aura is used for this thing, right?

How to say it's also to save food!

So Yang Xiaoyang ate without any burden, and originally wanted to give Xiao Di some shares, but he was afraid that if there was a problem, he had to eat hard, and if Xiao Di found out, it was estimated that he would make a fuss.

Yang Xiaoyang finished eating a pot in horror, washed the pot again, and felt that it was still not safe.

What if I use this pot to cook other dishes and get infected with the epidemic?

It's better to bury the pot......

Yang Xiaoyang picked up the pot and walked out of the kitchen, and saw that the cripple had been lying on the easy chair for some time, tilting his head and shaking his head.

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know what he saw just now, although he didn't do anything bad, he was still a little weak-hearted.

So he took the initiative to explain: "This chicken is infected with the epidemic and can't eat it, but the porridge on the side can be eaten." ”

"And how did you eat it?" asked the lame man, not salty.

"Eh, I'm an immortal cultivator, so I'll eat it if I'm not afraid of infection, so as not to waste it. Yang Xiaoyang sneered.

"Then what are you doing with my pot?"

"Oh, this pot burned that chicken, and I was afraid that there would be a problem, so I was going to bury him. Yang Xiaoyang suddenly realized that he was not a thief, what was his heart?

The lame man did not speak again, closed his eyes, and began to use his wizened right hand, hidden under his robe, little by little, on the arm of the chair.

Yang Xiaoyang buried the pot, thought about it, and took a new bite from the carriage, which was regarded as compensation for the lame.

......

"Little lamb, I want meat. Xiao Di looked at Ju Yeqi drinking porridge and said suddenly.

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, didn't he just want to eat frozen pears before......

"What kind of meat do you want to eat?"

"Everything. ”

Yang Xiaoyang sighed, and also felt that drinking porridge every day was not a thing, and decided to go to the mountain next to him to get something and come back.

As for the chickens in the village, he didn't dare to buy them anymore.

The mountain next to Nguyen Thia Village is not high or steep, but it is quite wide, and the vegetation on the mountain is extremely lush and green.

Yang Xiaoyang walked in the dense forest with a bow and arrow, in fact, he had seen many animals, but he didn't make a move.

Because he thought that it would be difficult to make a trip, and it was better to hit a larger one back, so that he could eat for several days at a time, and he would have less trouble.

It's just that he hasn't seen a big prey for a while, so in a hurry, he uses his aura to speed up.

I don't know how long he walked before he heard the movement, and it was not small.

Yang Xiaoyang brushed aside the branches and leaves in front of him and saw a wild boar on the small slope in front of him from a distance.

He was overjoyed, and just as he wanted to touch it quietly, he saw that the wild boar was followed by more than a dozen.

The dozen or so wild boars snorted and chirped around, sniffing the ground from time to time, and rubbing against the trees beside them.

Yang Xiaoyang also saw that one of them actually broke a small tree directly, but the tree fell down and pressed on it, but there was no reaction at all.

He snorted, but still gave up, he may not be able to beat a dozen wild boars that are not small......