"Uncle, I'll make a fire and grill this fish to try your wine," Yang Yibu said after feeling sorry for himself.

"Grilling can't work, haven't you tried it before, let's try it as braised fish" The little old man rejected Yang Yibu's suggestion, and then gave his own thoughts.

"Okay~" Yang Yibu took out a set of cooking utensils from the space ring and started to be busy.

When the little old man put the wine jug and wine glass on the table again, Yang Yibu also served the steaming braised fish.

"Zi~" The little old man poured a glass of wine into his wine glass and took a sip gently.

Then I picked up the chopsticks and picked up a small piece of delicate and smooth fish meat in the belly of a small fish and put it into my mouth.

"Hmm~" The little old man chewed the small fish slowly, squinted his eyes, and tasted it carefully, and after a long time, he hummed softly, and then there was no follow-up.

Yang Yibu's eyes widened, looking at the little old man nervously, he wanted to see something on the little old man's face, but looking at it, the little old man only had one expression, squinting his eyes, and slowly chewing the fish.

"Goodong~" After a while, the little old man swallowed the fish meat he was chewing in his mouth.

"How's it going?

Yang Yibu looked at the little old man pitifully and asked impatiently.

Yang Yib put all his hopes on this little dead fish, and he didn't want his hopes to be disappointed.

"Little friend, don't you taste it" The little old man did not answer Yang Yibu's words directly, he pointed to the small fish that was still steaming with the chopsticks in his hand and said.

"Zi~" Yang Yibu followed the example of the little old man, poured himself a glass of wine, and then took a small sip.

After swallowing a small sip of wine into his stomach, Yang Yibu also picked up a small piece of fish meat from the belly of the small fish, put it in his mouth, and began to chew it slowly.

"Hmm~" As soon as the fish was put into his mouth, Yang Yibu noticed that something was wrong, and Yang Yibu found that the first time he grilled this small fish, what kind of sour, astringent and bitter smell, the disgusting taste was gone.

Instead, there is a faint light fragrance, which fragrance is light, but it is fragrant to the bones, fragrant to the soul, and there is an urge to keep chewing.

Hurriedly, Yang Yibu chewed a few more times, which fragrance became stronger and stronger, and Yang Yibu's mouth was constantly stimulated by this fragrance.

Gulps of saliva kept pouring out, "Goo Dong~" Yang Yibu swallowed the saliva that exuded a rich fragrance into his stomach.

Naturally, a small piece of fish meat that was chewed by Yang Yibu was also swallowed by Yang Yibu with saliva.

"Huh~" As soon as the fish fell into the stomach, a large heat wave rose from Yang Yibu's dantian and went straight to Yang Yibu's whole body.

A refreshing feeling filled all the meridians of Yang Yibu's body, and a fluttering feeling spread throughout his body, and Yang Yibu felt that he was about to become an immortal.

This wonderful and indescribable feeling lasted for a long time in Yang Yib's body.

"Little friend, how is it" When the feeling of fluttering fairy disappeared, Yang Yibu withdrew from the unspeakable, and as soon as his eyes were sewn into a thread, he heard the urgent voice of the little old man.

"Uncle, this is a very rare appetizer, are you still satisfied?"

Yang Yibu looked at the little old man with burning eyes and said hopefully.

"Little friend, of course the old man is satisfied, but you shouldn't play tricks on the old man."

The little old man's face instantly became angry, and he turned his face much faster than he turned a book.

"Uncle, what do you mean by that" Yang Yibu saw that the little old man's face changed, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

Yang Yibu really couldn't figure it out, just now the two of them had a good conversation, why did the little old man suddenly turn his face.

"What do you mean, don't you know?" said the little old man, who put his cane on the ground and looked at Yang Yibu.

"I hope that the old man made it clear, the kid really doesn't know where to offend you."

Yang Yibu thought left and right, but couldn't think of how he had offended the little old man.

"Xiaoyou, this is pretending to be confused, I'll tell you, since you have such a good appetizer, why didn't you take it out at the beginning, you have to toss how useless it is before taking it out."

The little old man glanced at Yang Yibu dissatisfiedly, and said hatefully at Yang Yibu.

"Uncle, what you said is this, the kid really didn't lie to you, the kid used to barbecue this fish to drink, it was really very unpalatable, what the kid said to the boss before was all true."

Yang Yibu was at a loss for words, he could only use pale and weak language to defend himself.

"Little friend, do you think I will believe your explanation like this?"

The little old man was unforgiving, he decided that Yang Yib was playing with him, so he didn't believe it no matter how Yang Yib explained it.

"Uncle, how can you believe what the kid says."

Yang Yibu also knew that based on his unilateral statements, this little old man would definitely not believe it.

"Little friend, it's very simple, as long as you grill a fish for me to taste, if you really tell you anything unpalatable, I will believe you."

The little old man didn't plan to embarrass Yang Yibu too much, he thought about it and said to Yang Yibu.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll go grill the fish."

Yang Yib also knew that in order to convince the little old man, he had to come up with real evidence to convince the little old man, so Yang Yib replied very simply.

"You go bake it".

The little old man's face became much softer, and he waved his hand at Yang Yibu, and then sat down alone, poured himself a drink, and enjoyed his wine and food.

After a busy jingling session, Yang Yibu brought a small fish roasted to a golden butter and bright fish on the small table in front of the little old man.

In order to prove that he did not deceive the little old man, when he grilled the fish, he followed the time when he grilled the fish, from the condiments to the steps.

Even when he paused somewhere, he did exactly the same, he simply copied the process of grilling fish at that time, and it was a very accurate copy, and there was no mistake at all.

"Uncle, please taste it" Yang Yibu said to the little old man in a very respectful tone after putting the grilled fish on the small table.

Yang Yibu had to be respectful, he was afraid that the little old man would vomit after eating, and he would be angry with him, and he would be beaten half to death by the little old man to nothing.

I'm afraid, the little old man vomited, angered himself, and didn't send himself out of this abyss, which would be difficult.

"Xiaoyou, how do you look at me with what kind of eyes".

The little old man was just about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up the grilled fish, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Yang Yibu looking at him with a gaze full of inexplicable light, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"It's nothing, I just asked my husband to taste the grilled fish, and I was a little excited."

Yang Yibu hurriedly found a reason that was not a reason and explained.

"Xiaoyou can't be playing with some bad ideas, right?"

The little old man looked at Yang Yibu with interest and said, in fact, this little old man was just talking casually.

He was really not afraid of what Yang Yibu would do to him, because his cultivation had reached his level, and all the indiscriminate methods such as poisoning and stunning were useless to him.

So the braised fish made by Yang Yibu and the current grilled fish, the little old man didn't even think about it, he feasted on it

"Uncle, you have wronged the boy, what means can the boy hide from the uncle."

Yang Yibu looked at the little old man, hugged his fists respectfully, and said with great embarrassment.

"Zi~" The little old man didn't entangle with Yang Yibu, he took a sip of wine like enjoyment.

Then he stretched out his chopsticks to the grilled fish, carefully picked a piece, and put it in his mouth.

Yang Yibu stared at the little old man's constantly squirming lips, and he was very much looking forward to the next second, the little old man's embarrassed appearance.

Yang Yibu has thought about what kind of language to use to excuse himself and comfort the little old man's wounded heart.

But Yang Yibu waited left and right, he didn't wait for the result he wanted.

At this time, when I was looking at the little old man, I saw that his eyes had already narrowed into crescents, and in the tiny crescent moon, there was an inexplicable golden light flashing from time to time.

The little old man's face was flushed with excitement, and his body was trembling slightly, which was the natural reaction of his body due to excessive excitement.

"Goo Dong~, Goo Dong~" The little old man's Adam's apple kept squirming, and he kept swallowing his saliva in big gulps.

"What's the situation, is this little old man particularly fond of sour, smelly, bitter and astringent things, this taste is too heavy, it's a mistake, I knew that this little old man had this habit, I took out this fish from the beginning."

Yang Yibu looked at the little old man who was so excited, as if he was about to go to heaven, and couldn't help but slander in his heart.

"Little friend, what are you looking at? Is the old man's eating appearance ugly?"

A long time had passed, and the little old man opened his crescent-shaped eyes, and as soon as he opened them.

The little old man saw that Yang Yibu was looking at himself with his mouth wide open, his eyes wide as cow's eggs, and he was looking at him with incredible eyes.

"Uh~" Yang Yibu heard the little old man's question, and then hurriedly withdrew his incredible gaze.

Yang Yib wanted to say something to solve the embarrassment between the two sides, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't find the words to say.

"Little friend, uh, what's uh?

When the little old man saw that Yang Yibu only said one word, he couldn't help but say a little angrily, but his anger was a little exaggerated.

"Uncle, how does it taste?"

It took a long time for Yang Yibu to squeeze such a sentence out of his throat.

"Xiaoyou, you ask me how the appetizer you cooked, you have to ask yourself."

The little old man didn't answer Yang Yib's question directly at all, but instead kicked the question like a ball and kicked it at Yang Yib.

"Well, can I know? What kind of taste can you compare to me? How the fuck should I answer you".

Yang Yibu muttered in his heart, constantly scolding the little old man.