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Jianghu guests for temporary resting place is actually not high, a shelter from the wind and rain can get together for a night, and even a place to sit down cross-legged can already be satisfied, and the food is even more simple and rude, after the ink soil era, the method of tempering qi and blood instead of internal strength, blowing and inhaling has become the mainstream of the times, making the vitality of Jianghu guests more and more tenacious, whether you want to or not, the body is doubly good, the five internal organs are extremely tough, and the digestive organs are more evolutionary, up to dry noodles and hard cakes, down to snakes, insects, rats and ants, everything is eaten, from a certain point of view, Jianghu guests can be compared to the existence of Xiaoqiang。

Generally, a thatched stack is piled up to hunt and barbecue, and then a sip of bad wine that I don't know where to get is already a very luxurious field package, and Mo Xiaoxiao's tragic experience of sleeping in the open before meeting the shopkeeper is a portrayal of the vast majority of the number of Jianghu guests, and the food standards and travel treatment of the shopkeeper and others can be regarded as luxury.

A bonfire was formed around the huge carriage with large broken stones, and the new fire "crackled" and jumped on the tower-shaped firewood, and the fire did not have time to burn the surrounding stones black, and the nearly newly broken snow-white stubble around the stones showed the fact that the large pieces of broken stones were originally a family.

Around the bonfire, there are pestles full of hares and wild dogs and other meaty wild things, the roasted oil and water dripping out of the skin, and the full fat drips down the roasted meat onto the hot stones roasted by the bonfire to make a "sizzling" sound, and the unique taste of the barbecue is mixed with the flavor of the condiments evenly spread on the surface of the barbecue, which hooks everyone's gluttony in the stomach.

"Sniff-uh-"

The hairy hand thief tilted his nostrils intoxicated and sniffled vigorously, as if his powerful lung capacity and exhaust fan, Namu You seemed to want to suck up the smell of all the barbecue meat that was going to be around: "It's so fragrant, this is what you should eat, it's either soup or soup recently, and Lao Tzu's teeth and mouth are soft when I eat it." ”

Bai Xiaosheng's face sank when he heard this, and Lao Bao hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round when he saw this: "Those things are too extravagant for us who are used to being wild, and our hearts are weak when we eat them, but they are really delicious, and they can be called delicious in the world." ”

The other wild thieves nodded one after another, racking their brains to squeeze their barren vocabulary, and praising Bai Xiaosheng's craftsmanship in different ways, even the hairy thieves realized that they had offended people, and quietly ran to the back of the carriage and hid - what are you kidding, this is the master of the spoon, and it will not be easy to offend this person in the future.

Before, every time everyone got off the gang, everyone had their own division of labor, the wild thieves hunted, Bai Xiaosheng and Guo Xiaodao went to dig wild vegetables and find out if there was a living water source nearby, and finally Bai Xiaosheng was in charge of the wildfire cooking, and the shopkeeper waited for food, as for Mo Xiaoxiao and others, the shopkeeper naturally would not let the "big customers" do these jobs, but this time everyone only had to watch, because all the work was done by the shopkeeper.

Under the eyes of everyone, the shopkeeper hummed a small song with a distinct rhythm but no one could understand, and took a brush to evenly smear the prepared seasoning on the barbecue, the seasoning seeped into the barbecue, mixed with the unique meat aroma of the barbecue and constantly exuded an attractive taste, even Bai Xiaosheng involuntarily sucked his saliva.

"Hiss-" Ning Shisan swallowed his saliva and patted Guo Xiaodao's shoulder: "Your food standard is good, no wonder you are not happy to go with those wild people, just change this food for me and I will stay, it is so fragrant, I am drooling." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao said: "Aren't you the son of the Ning family? There will be no shortage of delicacies from the mountains and seas, right?

It's okay not to mention it, Ning Shisan was full of resentment when he mentioned this matter, he rolled his eyes: "It's not that I haven't told you about the situation in my family before, I have to sit on a butt of rats to test poison when I eat, and when I eat the food, I will spare you the lobster and sea lobster, abalone and bird's nest ginseng soup, if it is cold, there will be no taste, I have never eaten a mouthful of hot food at home when I am so big, and the fruit plate and cold dishes have a little taste." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a long time before she spoke: "It's not easy for you to live a big dog life." ”

Bai Xiaosheng, who was surrounded by the wild thieves and praised by the stars and moons in turn, squatted in place with a depressed face, looking at the inexplicably motivated shopkeeper.

After the first encounter with the shopkeeper, starting from Songmen City, the shopkeeper's clothing, food, housing and transportation all the way were arranged by Bai Xiaosheng, although in the eyes of others are all miscellaneous work, and even servant affairs, but Bai Xiaosheng is happy in it, you must know that in the past, Bai Xiaosheng studied the behavior and eating habits of this old antique and had to rely on rummaging through a large number of wild histories and records to summarize to know, but now it is only a matter of one sentence, and the shopkeeper on the way does not come up with a sentence "I want to be back then" It was recorded by Bai Xiaosheng as a treasure, because the royal family deliberately downplayed the active figure of the shopkeeper in the Moyang era, but a lot of effort was put in, and now it is estimated that only Baijiacun can find relevant records related to the shopkeeper on the rivers and lakes.

Originally, Bai Xiaosheng was waiting for the shopkeeper every day, pondering and studying how to take out more information about the ink soil age from this stomach, Guo Xiaodao, Xiaodao, and Mo Xiaoxiao appeared one after another, and when Bai Xiaosheng reacted, he found that he was only left with the work of making a fire and cooking.

It's okay to be robbed by a newcomer, but today's shopkeeper is inexplicably excited, and even the cooking work is robbed of himself.

If he hadn't known that this person was such a character, Bai Xiaosheng would have thought that this was the shopkeeper, and he was changing his tricks to drive himself away.

The shopkeeper didn't know the complicated thoughts of his number one guy, but he was full of joy.

Since waking up from this era, the shopkeeper's body has been in a state of hunger and thirst, and the body that used to be able to accommodate a large amount of qi and blood power has been hungry for a hundred years, but now it has become a monster that doesn't know what it is, and all the time is thinking about devouring the few qi and blood power in the shopkeeper's body, in order to feed this monster shopkeeper, he is frantically refining his own qi and blood power all the time, and the shopkeeper has been troubled by this, because the power of qi and blood comes from a person's blood source, and the internal force before the ink soil era, True qi and the like can also do something to absorb the stars, Dafa, the sea and the hundred rivers, the wedding dress and the like to take kung fu to deal with it, usually find a few bandit nests or bandit villages to make up for it, in the eyes of the shopkeeper in that era, those wild thieves and bandits are simply mobile supply bags with two legs.

But the origin of qi and blood is different, it comes from the root of a person's life, and the shopkeeper can't be a vampire maniac in order to recover, right?

However, during this time, the shopkeeper finally reluctantly adjusted his body to the point where he could barely move, and he no longer had to lie down and pretend to be salted fish all day long as before.

"Hum Hum Hum"

The shopkeeper hummed a song and straightened up, casually threw the dipping brush in his hand into the condiment bucket and clapped his hands, feeling that his craft had not regressed after a hundred years: "Come on, come on, come and taste the craftsmanship of the shopkeeper!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere, and rushed straight towards the barbecue.

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