Qingwen poured all the sour plum soup into a gourd in the kitchen at home, and sniffed, "What is the taste, how can there be a fragrance after the meal time now." ”

So he took the gourd and followed the smell while smelling it.

walked to the place where Qingmin and the others were barbecuing.

Qingruo saw Qingwen coming, "I still can't hide your dog's nose." ”

Qingwen watched the three of them eat the skewers one bite at a time, and said aggrievedly, "You don't even call me when you eat skewers." ”

Qingruo took a bite of the skewer, swallowed it, and then said, "Who ordered you to be called when eating skewers, and besides, I didn't call you, didn't you come?"

Qingmin pointed to the gourd in Qingwen's hand, "What is this?"

Qing Wen raised the gourd in his hand, "This is a spirit gourd, which can hold a lot of water." ”

Qing Min was very interested in this spirit gourd, and continued to listen to him with his eyes wide.

Qing Wan glanced at the spirit gourd in Qing Wen's hand, "Oh, it's the spirit gourd on the gourd vine, it can only hold liquid, and many monks use it to hold wine." ”

Qingruo looked at Qingwen with disgust, "Why are you using this to fill water?"

Qingwen "What I just said is that it can be filled with a lot of water, but my spirit gourd is filled with sour plum soup, how about it, do you want to be together." ”

Qingwan and Qingruo both looked at Qingwan, Qingwan glanced at the two of them, and said, "I almost forgot, we didn't have anything to drink, okay, let's eat together, anyway, we have a lot of ingredients to prepare." ”

Qingwen immediately put the spirit gourd on the ground and snatched the skewer from Qingruo's hand.

The skewers in Qingruo's hand were taken away by Qingwen by surprise, and he suddenly became anxious, "Why are you like this, rob me of the skewers." Saying that, he wanted to take back the skewers in Qingwen's hands.

However, Qingwen took a bite of the skewers in his hand one by one while dodging, so that Qingruo didn't want to eat them even if he took them.

Qingruo was angry, "Really, I'm angry." ”

Qingwen didn't dodge anymore, and tasted the skewers in his mouth, "It's still a little bit of a taste." ”

Qingruo is very angry now, "It's very good if I'm willing to invite you to eat, and you still pick and choose." ”

Qingwan stopped the skewer and asked, "What is the taste?"

Qingwen approached her, looked at the fire, and asked, "What kind of fire are you using?" ”

Qing Min thought for a while and replied, "We picked up firewood, and Sister Qing Wan cast a fireball technique, what kind of fire is this?"

Qingwen nodded: "These are first-order spirit vegetables and spirit meat, and it should be possible to use this kind of fire." ”

Qingruo pouted, "You seem to know what to say, or you bake it for us to eat, if you don't want to, you're talking big." ”

Qingmin knew that Qingruo was using the agitation method, and she didn't help Qingwen speak, who told her to provoke Qingruo.

Qingwen rolled up his sleeves, "Okay, I'll bake it for you." As he spoke, he looked at the seasoning, "If you add honey and white wine to the skewers, they may be more delicious." ”

Qingwan gave up her seat to Qingwen, someone helped with the barbecue, you are only responsible for eating, why not?

Qingmin thought to himself, isn't this the modern practice of barbecue, and he tasted it in his mouth, thinking that it would be better if he sprinkled it with white sesame seeds.

Qingruo hurriedly said, "I'll get it, if you can't make it as good as Sister Qingwan's cooking, then you can only stand aside and watch us eat." ”

Qingwen, "I must make something better than her." ”

Qingruo said as she walked to get the seasoning, "That's not necessarily. ”

Qingwan took out a few cups from the storage bag, "Who made this sour plum soup, I'll try it." ”

As he spoke, he opened the stopper, poured it into a cup, and drank it.

Qingwen on the side replied, "I made it, how does it taste." ”

Qingmin was surprised, "Yo, fat man, when did you learn to cook." ”

Qingwen glared at her, "Am I fat now?" and call me fat, I don't always think that other people's cooking is not delicious, so I cook by myself." ”

Qingmin also picked up a cup and poured a cup, "Heh, I don't like other people's cooking, so I'll cook it myself, then I'll taste how delicious your own cooking is." ”

Qingwan savored it, "You seem to have added some other things." ”

Qingwen nodded, "That's right, guess what." ”

Qingmin thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to have mint added." ”

Qingwen, "Your tongue is really spiritual, I only added a little bit, and you can taste it." ”

At this time, Qingruo came back, "Here you go, the honey and liquor you want, hurry up." ”

Qingmin poured a cup of sour plum soup and handed it to Qingruo, "Drink and see, this is made by Qingwen." ”

Qingruo took the sour plum soup, "He made it, then I'll drink it." After speaking, he took a sip, and then smacked his lips, "It seems to be different from the sour plum soup we usually drink." ”

Qingwen: "Isn't it better to drink?" ”

Qingruo didn't answer and continued to drink, although he didn't admit it in his mouth, but he admitted it in his heart, it was indeed better.

The skewers in Qingwen's hand were baked, and Qingruo grabbed some, "I'll try it, if it's more delicious." As he spoke, he took a bite.

Qingmin and Qingwan also took some and ate them.

Qingruo took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he buried his head in eating, and did not stop talking.

Qingwan took a bite and nodded, "It won't be as dry as before, but a little sweet and spicy." ”

Qingmin nodded approvingly, "Yes, these are not enough, you can do more." ”

In the end, Qingwen baked a bunch, and the four of them ate skewers and sour plum soup.

Qingwen disliked, "Only eat, don't you have any performance." He looked at the three of them

Qingmin put down the skewers, "Let's perform one by one, isn't it, I'll start first, I'll play the piano." ”

took out the piano in the room and played a song "Mountains and Flowing Water".

Others listened, ate, and hummed.

At this time, their movements had already been known to the Great Elder, who looked at the situation here with his divine sense, and sighed, "It's good to be young, it's good to be young, but why didn't you invite me to eat skewers, so I can only smell the taste, it's too much." ”

Immortal cultivators have more than five senses, and the smell of their skewers has long been smelled by the people in the family.

Qingxue sat on a chair, smelling the smell in the air and listening to the sound of the piano, and sighed, "Why is that fat man's cultivation not as good as mine, but he can blend in between them, but I can't." ”

After Qingmin finished playing, the three of them applauded, "Good, good, good." ”

Qingruo holding the sword, "I'll perform a sword dance"

Qingwen disliked, "It's not fair, I can also dance a sword, and how can a sword you dance look good." ”

Qingruo pouted, "Do you know the swordsmanship that I will dance later?" ”

Qingwen and Qingwan both stopped eating skewers and looked at Qingruo Wujian expectantly, and Qingwen watched Qingruo Wujian's breathing become lighter.

Qing Min had already guessed it, and now they didn't notice to grab a little more of their favorite skewers.

Qingruo stopped, both of them froze, only Qingmin was applauding, the two were stunned for a while, and then applauded.

Qingruo looked at Qingwen proudly, "Hmph, how is it." ”

Qingwen said calmly, "That's it." ”

Qing Ruo was about to rush up and beat Qingwen with a sword, Qingwen jumped up, "Don't, don't, don't, you're the most beautiful." ”

Qing Min and Qing Wan watched Qing Wen flee in embarrassment, and Qing Ruo chased after him with a sword, and they both laughed.

Qingwen didn't forget to turn back to Qingmin for help: "Help me." ”

Qingmin smiled and shook his head, "Call you cheap, this is what you should bear." ”