There is no way, the kitchen guy and the girl who sweeps the floor are angry and become tumbler wooden people, even Jing Chen, the general, has to cook and eat by himself here, not to mention that Jing Ming is only a young master.

Before entering the kitchen, the teenager had a high heart.

This point can be seen from the red pepper and the fine meat ham sausage, the boy who went out in the morning wanted to eat scrambled eggs to come here, the pepper was cut into circles, the magic of swordsmanship was used in the kitchen and did not drop the price at all, the thickness of the ham sausage diced meat was cut and the size was exactly the same, here Jing Ming was very satisfied, the egg was poured into the bowl and evenly beaten, the oil in the pot was oiled, the oil temperature was hot, the cut pepper and ham sausage were stir-fried in the pot, and the teenager was quite satisfied here, the egg liquid was put into the pot one after another, and various seasonings were put in, this scrambled egg with ham and sausage was out of the pot, the color was golden with oil flowers, and the teenager was still very satisfied from the appearance。

Miss Su found a vegetable garden in the corner of the yard, and the green vegetables were growing vigorously, so the young man picked a few and fried them with fresh shiitake mushrooms.

It is impossible to count on the pestle at the door of the tumbler to move the nest.

Reheat the oil in a pan.

While the eggs were being processed, the boy steamed the sea bass in another pot, and the fish eyes were white, and it seemed that it was time to come out of the pot, and the charming chopped shallots and prepared millet chili rings were placed on the plate, and a little hot oil was drizzled, and the steamed sea bass was ready.

It's dusk, and such a person and such a table have such dishes........ Very good.

Jing Ming filled himself a big bowl of rice, and after becoming a martial artist, the amount of food of the young man increased greatly, and he only needed a small bowl of rice to eat at night, but now such a big bowl is not enough.

If you want the lady who sleeps in the bed to get up, there is no hope.

As soon as the young man had an idea, he set the small table in front of Miss Su's door, and put the fried dishes in turn with the pork head meat and cooked beef he bought.

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Jing Ming hooked his hand to the old Zhang Gou who was not willing to give up, and said, "Old Zhang Tou, come and have a drink." ”

The evening breeze blows, the people on the beds in the house are silent, and the people in the courtyard outside the house have roots.

The sun shone obliquely from the eaves, the courtyard was golden, and Lao Zhang's shadow was elongated.

The young man sandwiched the chopsticks of beef, scratched the rice, and looked comfortable, he slapped off the mud seal of the old daughter's red, and fanned it a few times, the fragrance was mellow and rich, and even Jing Ming, a person who does not drink alcohol, couldn't help but put it in his mouth with chopsticks, and the taste was raised...... Too spicy.

Jing Ming suddenly felt a tingling feeling on his scalp, the thin old man in front of him was able to pinch stones with his bare hands, Miss Su in the house was his life/root/son, it didn't matter if he scolded him Lao Zhang is not a thing, if he provoked that woman, it would definitely not be good, didn't the young man say that Miss Su was not.

The boy hurriedly raised the big bowl to block it.

The young man inexplicably gave birth to an evil fire in his heart, and he didn't know where the courage came from, and he slapped the chopsticks on the table with a snapping sound, and the frightened branch bird screamed and flew up, and said: "A manly man, how can you cry for a woman, what is this like?"

Lao Zhang, who was as dry as a stake, seemed to have regained some brilliance, and his head slowly turned to look at the young man.

Before this roar, the young man may not have thought that the old Zhang who had taken root would really move, at this moment he was quite obedient, the small table was placed in front of Miss Su's door, Jing Ming sat in the corridor with a bowl, Lao Zhang came over and sat down facing the door, in front of Miss Su, Lao Zhang drank quite reservedly, drinking at most one bowl at a time, at this time I don't know whether to break the can or how to pick up the wine jar and take a big sip, holding chopsticks to taste each of the young man's fried dishes, looking as usual I can't tell whether it is delicious or not delicious.

Now Lao Zhang is very much like the deep sea that is about to splash out of the sky, and the young man is afraid that an inadvertent move will be counted by the new and old accounts, so he only dares to carefully pick up the cooked beef closest to him to eat.

In the house, Miss Su was lying on the bed on her side covered with a quilt, her eyes suddenly opened, the woman's face changes were the most obvious when she was old, although Miss Su maintained it well, there were no obvious age spots on her face, but it couldn't stop the skin from relaxing, just the moment she opened her eyes, the original loose skin suddenly tightened, and the delicate face could not only captivate the city and the country, but also turn all beings upside down.

Is the eighteenth Sikong Xinxue beautiful in the upright flower season, not as beautiful as one-third of Miss Su.

The young man covered his face with a large bowl and ate vigorously, but his ears quietly stood up.

The old man put his hand into the wine jar, his fingers stuck some wine and snapped his fingers, and the splashed wine droplets turned into two butterflies dancing together, dripping into a phase, such a capable young man has never even heard of it, at this moment he raised the bowl higher, and ate more fiercely, this old guy is capricious, and the more mysterious he is, the more careful he is.

Old man Zhang drank a whole jar of wine, and his dry old face had some luster, probably because of drinking, he who had never dared to speak in front of Miss Su actually spoke, and said more: "Do you know how I met Miss Su?"

The story about the hero passing by the farmhouse and being loved by the Huansha girl at first sight has long been heard by the boy, and this news is either hearsay, or I don't know who said it, and the content is definitely not as reliable as what Lao Zhang Tou said.

Lao Zhang said that there was once a pair of scholars, they were all studying in the school, the relationship between the two should be good and often accompanied by learning, until one of the sons of one of them was going home, the companion sent all the way to eighteen miles, to the well to the flower chatted very happily, and also asserted that the sister of the family would marry him, the parting son always said that the farewell person was stupid, until one day the son went to the friend's hometown to inquire only to know that the friend has only one daughter in the family, the student is not really stupid, so think about it to know that the friend is the daughter, the past all kinds of heart, he mustered up the courage to ask for marriage, indeed because the family is not right was rejected, and finally the daughter will be married to someone else, the two of them eloped together, fled all the way, chased all the way, and the couple who escaped became two butterflies and flew into the sky depending on each other.

Lao Zhang's fingers rested on the bowl of the wine jar, turning in circles.

Butterflies flutter their wings and fly high into the sky together.

He said, "Have you heard the story of the two butterflies?" The old man drank wine and chattered for a while, and Miss Su, who was lying on the bed on her side in the room, sat up and leaned on the back of the bed.

may have felt that the story of the butterfly was not very credible, so Lao Zhang told another story and said: "Boy, do you know that the hero is angry at the crown, Miss Su was still the emperor at that time, and you are still afraid..... It's a small country, I was a small soldier of another country at that time, and I followed this army all the way to the bottom of the city of this country, and I saw ..... It's dear, it's beautiful, my heart has been taken away, my general is still shouting to kill her, how can I agree, I can only kill this general who doesn't listen to anything, who knows that after I enter the city, the emperor of this small country, that is, her father, actually dislikes me as a small soldier, and does not agree to our marriage, there is no way, she still can't kill, can only elope with her, that old man is also a dead eye, chasing all the way, and finally there is no way but to kill him. ”

The young man's palms holding the bowl were sweating, he believed in this story, Lao Zhang had the ability to kill the general, Miss Su often showed Lao Zhang's face at every turn, saying that he killed the emperor, and the young man also believed it.

The young man ate very carefully, listened very carefully, and said to himself: 'This is your story?

Inside the house, the beautiful Miss Su's eyes welled up with tears, and the west sun shone into the house through the window, and the ground was golden and could not hide the sadness everywhere.

Inside the house, Miss Su sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the hem of her skirt for some time.

The young man finished eating a bowl of rice, and his stomach was full, mainly because he didn't dare to stay next to this old man Zhang, who was as deep as the sea, for fear that he would explode in the next moment.

Hearing so much news at once, the teenager was nervous, knowing that too much was not a good thing.

At this time, Lao Zhang spread out his wrinkled palm and counted the wrinkles on it.

After the swordsman left the temple, he learned the sword with his heart, and when he returned from learning, he uprooted the entire evil temple and rescued the good-hearted demon fox, which was meant to be love forever, who knew that the disaster would start, the swordsman's master did not agree to this marriage, and chased and killed him after the swordsman left the division, and the swordsman had no choice but to kill these people.

This is the story of the swordsman.

Old man Zhang looked a little dazed and said, "I'm telling you another story, okay?"

At this time, he said that a swordsman, the swordsman is not very good, and the eyes are not very good, he missed the accommodation in a hurry, and he had no choice but to settle down in an abandoned temple, who knew that this temple had already been occupied by a group of demon foxes, and a little fox came out to hunt at night, ready to kill him, it may be that a fool has a foolish fortune, the demon fox has pity for the swordsman, and at dawn not only broke the evil place of the temple, but also tried his best to help him escape.

Until the young man looked closely, there was nothing in the black hole in the sky, and the drunken old man at the table had done nothing.

The three young men didn't dare to believe it, and they didn't dare to say that they didn't believe it, not because they were afraid of Old Man Zhang, but when they saw what he said, they felt that he might be a scholar, a hero, or an invincible swordsman, but did he look like a scholar in his sloppy nest now? Does he have the posture of a hero? Does he have the shadow of a swordsman?

After the old man Zhang finished telling this story, he ate all the three dishes fried by the young man, and the remaining two jars of wine, one jar bottomed out, and the other jar was almost empty.

The old man raised his neck to drink all the wine in the jar, and picked up the tail of the last piece of sea bass on the plate with chopsticks, probably because of the strength of the wine, the chopsticks were not clamped steadily, and the fish tail fell back into the bowl.

Until this moment, Miss Su's voice sounded in the house, and said, "This dish was fried by you, why don't you eat a chopstick," a playful smile appeared on the face of the old man outside the house, and the atmosphere eased a lot.

The boy sat like pins and needles, and he didn't dare to get up when he thought about it.

In the quiet courtyard at dusk, there was a table in front of Lao Zhang, the table was facing the door, and there was a peerless beauty sitting behind the door, tears rolling down her delicate face, and there were mirrors hidden in the teardrops........ She cried.

The young man subconsciously picked up the chopsticks and put the egg residue in his mouth and chewed lightly...... The chaotic brain suddenly became enlightened, and it didn't matter whether the old head was terrible or not, it bounced up from the ground, turned into a shadow and rushed into the kitchen, picked up the teapot on the table and drank a big bite, this scrambled egg is too damn ..... Mom salty.

At this moment, I am afraid that I will be afraid again and again, it is really an unprecedented good thing that Old Man Zhang, the god of killing, has eaten so much and has not asked for trouble.

The young man rinsed his mouth and came out of the courtyard, seeing that Lao Zhangtou was no longer in the courtyard, the small table in front of Miss Su's door was moved away, and the door was closed again.