Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Seven The Hungry Ghost
When Yang Xiaoyang carried the pig back to his small courtyard, Li Congwen and the others also happened to walk in.
It's just that both sides are a little embarrassed, and the two of them look at each other and their eyes widen.
"Congwen, why do you have a blue nose and swollen face?"
"Xiaoyang, why are you soaked?"
Yang Xiaoyang looked at Li Congwen like this, and faintly had a guess, "What did you do just now?"
Le He suddenly jumped out, with an excited face, "I know, I know! I went to catch geese from Brother Wen just now, but I was beaten by geese, so Brother Congwen demolished their house!"
"Sure enough, it's you. Yang Xiaoyang's face darkened suddenly, "What about the goose?"
"Ran. Li Congwen looked at Yang Xiaoyang's appearance and understood, patted his thighs and laughed, but his smile was a little indecent because of the injury on his face, "Hahahaha, Yang Daochang's luck is really good, the only place in the vast mountains that has fallen from heaven has been taken by you, really...... Really...... Hahahaha!"
Yang Xiaoyang was being laughed at, and saw Le Xiu walking past the gate of the courtyard.
"Le Lao, what are you going to eat at noon?" Yang Xiaoyang didn't understand why Li Congwen was even more embarrassed, why they were laughing at him.
Le Xiu pointed to the fish in Li Congwen's hand, and beckoned to Yang Xiaoyang, "Come and help." ”
Yang Xiaoyang was accustomed to Lexiu's call, put away the things he bought and followed him into the kitchen.
So Yang Xiaoyang was fortunate enough to burn a fish with Gujing Chun added once......
There was only one fish, which was naturally not enough to eat, so Yang Xiaoyang didn't eat it, but he knew from the expressions of several people that it must be delicious.
After eating, Xiao Di patted Yang Xiaoyang's shoulder, "Alas, little sheep, I've been cooking for so long, and I've never seen you make such delicious food." ”
The meaning of hating iron and not steel could not be clearer.
Yang Xiaoyang was naturally unconvinced, because Lexiu's method of roasting fish was similar to what he had learned, but with the addition of Gujingchun.
"I'll make you a good meal tonight, and you won't let go of your mouth when I hit you. Yang Xiaoyang said menacingly.
"You're going to hit me in the mouth?" Xiao Di's eyes widened and she looked at the lamb incredulously.
"It's not ......" Yang Xiaoyang found it difficult to explain, so he didn't say much, and prepared to deal with the pig he had just bought.
"You wait a while, the stone table and the stone chair will get it first. Le Xiu said while picking his teeth, and he didn't know what to pick if he ate a fish tooth.
Yang Xiaoyang has seen a lot of stone tables and stone chairs, and he feels that with his own immortal physique, it shouldn't be difficult to do, "Okay, I'll go find a stone now, do you have a chisel in your house?"
"Chisel?" Lexiu gave him a strange look, "how could I have that thing?"
Yang Xiaoyang's eyes widened, "Then what should I do?"
"I don't know, you can figure it out yourself. Lexiu patted his ass and went into the house.
Yang Xiaoyang was dumbfounded, and looked at the other people for help, Xiao Di and Le He didn't say anything, and even Ju Yeqi showed an expression of helplessness, and Yang Xiaoyang was a little desperate.
Yu Guang glanced at Li Congwen's broken sword, and thought about it, if the Sword Immortal predecessor knew that he had used his apprentice's sword to cut stones and cut it, he would probably have to be cut off.
Uh, the kind that blocks the waist.
And if you use that iron rod, you probably won't be able to......
Yang Xiaoyang sighed and decided to find a stone first.
There are many stones in the mountain, and Yang Xiaoyang didn't walk up the stream for long before he found a small stone.
Yang Xiaoyang jumped up and sat for a while, but he didn't think of how to make this stone into a stone table, so he had to use the stupidest method.
Run the aura and pick it with your hands......
After the immortal, the aura could only be attached to the body as before, Yang Xiaoyang wrapped his whole hand with a thin aura, and poked it tentatively, and saw that his finger left a dot on the stone with no effort.
Yang Xiaoyang was overjoyed, but he didn't expect it to be quite easy, and immediately grabbed the stone with his four fingers together.
"Boom...... Bola ......"
Tiny stones continue to fall from the stone, successfully leaving rows of paw prints on the stone.
Yang Xiaoyang slashed his palm again, and the top part of the stone flew out, leaving a smooth facet.
Yang Xiaoyang on the desktop is quite satisfied, smooth and smooth, no problem with arranging dishes and chopsticks, but this base is really uneven.
The main thing is that when I pick it with my hand, I have to sting in my brain from time to time, and it is not even, so it is a little crooked.
Yang Xiaoyang tried to pick again, but found that it was useless, so he didn't bother to get it anymore, so he flattened the bottom and moved back.
He went back and forth a few times to make the stone bench, looked at the tables and chairs that had not fallen in the courtyard of Lexiu, and felt quite satisfied.
Unfortunately, no one appreciated his masterpiece at this time, so he had to go back to his house to deal with the pig.
The pig is very strong, and it is still alive and well after being tied up and lying there for a long time, and its black hair is quite shiny.
Yang Xiaoyang said sorry and disposed of it and began to cook.
Yang Xiaoyang has seen Chu Sleeve many times in southern Xinjiang, and he also remembers the memory of that period after cultivating the Qi Eating Method.
Most places on the pig can be eaten, pig brain, pig head, pig ears, pig tongue and so on. Yang Xiaoyang recalled the method while carefully handling the various parts.
If you deal with it, you are not in a hurry to burn, after all, there is still some time for late dinner.
Yang Xiaoyang took a kitchen knife and silently processed the ingredients in the kitchen, it was rare that he was not impatient, and seemed to be thrown in, and when he came back to his senses, it was almost dark.
Yang Xiaoyang looked at Caixia outside the house, smiled, and put the processed ingredients into the pot.
After putting the cooked dishes in the kitchen, he took two of them to the courtyard of Lexiu, where there were already cups on the table, and several people were drinking and laughing.
Le Xiu should have drunk a lot of wine at this time, and his old face was a little red.
When he saw Yang Xiaoyang coming, he pointed to the stone table and said, "You picked this out with your hands?"
Yang Xiaoyang smiled and nodded, put the dishes on the table, and used the handling technique to take three more plates, so that there would still be space on the table for their own dishes, chopsticks and cups.
The corners of Le Xiu's eyes twitched, and he smiled, "You're a little crazy, like a demon crawling out of hell." ”
Lehe's eyes couldn't take her eyes off the dishes on the table, and when she heard her grandfather's words, she swallowed, "Hungry ghost?"
Li Congwen waved his hand, "Let's eat, eat, my son is hungry!"
Li Congwen gave an order, and several people moved their chopsticks one after another.
"Oh, it's delicious, what is this?" asked Lehe as he nibbled on something in his hand.
"Trotters. Yang Xiaoyang saw that Xiao Di couldn't eat with gloves, so he glared at himself, smiled and picked up one and put it to her mouth.
The pig's trotters were already stewed softly, and the flavor of the condiments had completely melted in, so Xiao Di bit down a large piece and began to chew slowly.
Lehe's eyes widened, "Pig's trotters, why is the little pig so cute?"
So she took another bite mercilessly, "It's so fragrant." ”
Yang Xiaoyang took a sip of the wine that Li Congwen poured for him, it was still plum wine, and under Xiao Di's gaze, he took a bite of the pig's trotters in his hand, and felt that he could drink more wine today.
"And what is this?" asked Lehe, holding a pig's trotter in one hand and pointing to a plate of white flowers on the table.
She had already taken a bite and thought it was delicious.
It was rare that Le Xiu didn't stop her rudeness, and drank with Li Congwen with a smile.
"That's a brain flower. ”
"Brain flower?" Le Ha had never heard of this thing, "Is it bean curd?" ”
"It's not bean flower, it's brain flower. Yang Xiaoyang patiently explained.
"What is a brain flower?"
Yang Xiaoyang saw her ignorant look, and thought of Xiao Di's shrewdness when she was a child, so she couldn't help but smile and nodded her head, "This is the brain flower." ”
Who knew that Le Hu was so shocked that she almost didn't hold the pig's trotter in her hand and fell to the ground, so frightened that she quickly took a bite and said vaguely: "It's the little girl's brain?"
"Poof. Several people laughed.
Yang Xiaoyang raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile: "Yes, it's the little girl's brain, do you still eat it?"
Le He looked at the brain flower in horror again, and said to her grandfather tremblingly: "Grandpa, Uncle Immortal, he eats little girls!"
She looked at the table that the hungry ghost had picked up, and thought that she was a little hungry ghost too, and she felt that she knew the truth.
Uncle Immortal ate a lot of little girls, and the little girls crawled out of hell to take revenge on him!
Le Xiu's face was flushed, and he touched Le He's head, "Then do you still want to eat?"
Lehe thought while gnawing on the pig's trotters, and didn't reply for a long time.
Yang Xiaoyang was quite relieved to see this, and it was not in vain that he picked the blood on the pig's brain for a long time.
A few people ignored her and continued to eat and drink, and the dishes on the table were changed twice after eating, and several wine jars were empty.
When all the burns were eaten, the moon was already hanging high, and the fog in the mountains was coming, but it could not block the bright moonlight.
Li Congwen had already drunk a little too much, and the dark green and ruddy on his face covered his originally fair face, and he waved his hands while bragging, as if this would make him more enjoyable.
The amount of rice in the night is small, and he is talking quietly with the entangled joy of eating or not eating, and the unfinished Xiaodi.
And Le Xiu listened to Li Congwen's bragging with a smile on his face, and from time to time he laughed arrogantly.
Li Congwen didn't seem to feel happy enough, so he took a sip of the wine in the bowl, patted the table and stood up, "It's rare to be so happy today, my son will dance a sword dance for you! Xiaoyang, play the piano!"
Yang Xiaoyang was a little dazed, he could have used his aura to get rid of his drunkenness, but he didn't.
"Huh?" Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, touched his head and said, "I won't!"
"Then hit the song and sing!" Li Congwen drew his saber and staggered two steps away.
Yang Xiaoyang was drunk, and he didn't think much about it when he heard the words, and knocked on the bowl with a chopstick.
Then the bowl shattered......
Ju Yeqian and Xiao Di looked at Yang Xiaoyang, who was different from usual, and each had their own thoughts.
Li Congwencai didn't care whether Yang Xiaoyang had a reel or a song, and swung his sword with his sword.
Yang Xiaoyang looked at Li Congwen dancing the sword in a daze, and felt that his movements were extremely ugly, so he laughed loudly and mercilessly.
"Whew. ”
A gust of wind with the coolness of the mountain night swept away, blowing away Yang Xiaoyang's laughter.
Yang Xiaoyang felt a flash in front of his eyes, and vaguely saw a cold light rushing out of Li Congwen's sword and flying towards the room he had built.
Immediately after another boom, Yang Xiaoyang's wine woke up at once, and he rushed to Li Congwen to stop him, "Your mother, you will dance with a sword to show you sword intent!"
Looking at their house again, the spire made of wheat straw was half lost and had fallen to the ground.
"Li Congwen!"