Chapter 956: Rhythm Everyone
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Ye Xiaochuan's Yi Ya skills are naturally nothing to be faulted with, he should be the chef with the best skills in the cultivation realm, and he is also the highest cultivator in the master chef world, this sentence describes him as fine.
Everyone has their own talents, unless it is a fool with a low IQ who will drip and drool without speaking. Yun Qiyou's talent is cultivation, which may really have something to do with her physique, the physique of the Heavenly Maiden is different from the physique of ordinary mortals, and she has some advantages over mortals more or less, so no matter what kind of true magic power Yun Qiyou cultivates, it is very fast, and some genius children need ten years to achieve
realm, she only needs three or five years, maybe shorter.
Ye Xiaochuan is actually not very talented in cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that he saw the third volume of the Heavenly Book left by Situ Feng in the back mountain, and got the Wind System Divine Soldier Wufeng Sword, he would not be bullshit now.
Cultivation is not good, but his talent for cooking is not low, which is not only formed when he was young, he needed to lie on the pot on the stool to cook for his old drunkard master, but also innately.
The same material, the same firing method, the taste of different people is very different.
For example, Yang Ling'er's behavior of tying a rabbit to a wooden stick when she caught it, and didn't know how to peel it and remove the dirt, and finally burned the rabbit alive, basically had nothing to do with the kitchen in this life.
Porridge needs to be stirred, and boiling big bone broth needs to be heated, it is estimated that it will not work in two hours, and the two of them are not in a hurry, so they just sit by the bonfire and chat, most of them are Ye Xiaochuan talking, saying some of the things he experienced when he was a child.
As for boring things such as gathering with Zhu Changshui to gamble, flirting with the junior sister, and peeking at the junior sister taking a bath, there is naturally no need to talk about it.
He positions himself as a young chivalrous man who is incompatible with the world, and all the absurd and uninhibited things are the world's misunderstanding of him, but in fact, his heart is pure, kind, friendly, and noble.
For this kind of self-praise evaluation, Yun Qiyou can believe it. Still pure and kind, still friendly and noble?
Riding on the back of a prison ox during the day, I don't know who is holding his waist, and his hands are still touching around.
Yun Qiyou unceremoniously exposed Ye Xiaochuan's hypocrisy, and his words were convincing, making Ye Xiaochuan speechless.
After all, Yun Qiyou has evidence, and the blue and purple backs of her hands that were twisted by her fully explain a series of things that happened on the back of the prison cow during the day today. Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou, who has never spoken, and his sharp side, Ye Xiaochuan was willing to bow down, so he had to admit it. Just as the bone broth in the pot was boiling boiling, he took the opportunity to get out, picked up a big spoon and salt seasoning and continued his fat chef's work, which was considered to be out of Yun Qi
Phantom's poisonous tongue attacks.
Smelling the aroma of the meat and bone broth, the little prisoner cow who had just eaten raw pork arched over with a sniff, and the blood basin was full of mouths one by one, and the saliva was dripping down the full mouth of fangs, and it almost dripped into the cauldron.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious, he couldn't clean up Yun Qiyou, and this great sage couldn't clean up your little prisoner cow? Didn't you see that your father had been put on the reins by this great sage? Even beating and kicking, the little prisoner cow just didn't leave, and finally lay down with four hooves, pretending to be a dead cow next to the bonfire, opening his big mouth and waiting for food. Don't look at it as a small prison cow, it is taller than the largest buffalo in Middle Earth, at least it weighs four or five thousand catties, Ye Xiaochuan is dragging his tail and pulling a single horn, and he has half of it
God, and did not drag away the greedy little prison cow.
For the shameless and scoundrel behavior of the little prisoner cow, Ye Xiaochuan jumped like thunder.
"You are a prisoner cow, not your fourth brother's gluttony, I only heard that he is gluttonous, but I haven't heard that the prison cow is greedy, if you can't go, if you don't go, this great sage will go crazy!"
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan rolling up his sleeves to wrestle with the little prisoner, Yun Qiyou really couldn't stand it, and said, "Forget it, the two of us can't eat such a big pot, let's give it some later." โ
When the beauty spoke, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't say anything, so he had to poke the little prisoner cow's head like a dragon's head with his fingers, threaten a few words, and said, "You wait, there is still an hour." โ
Ye Xiaochuan was cooking, Yun Qiyou had nothing to do, so he took out the demon suppression guqin, and his fingers gently plucked the audition, and suddenly the beautiful melody sounded.
Well, the two big prison cows not far away are here too.
They are not like the little prison cows, their gluttony, and the reason why they come here is attracted by the sound of the piano.
As the eldest son of the dragon, the prisoner cow has the body of a cow, the head of the dragon, the horn of the unicorn, and naturally likes the beautiful rhythm, and almost all have the totem carving of the prisoner cow on the top of the erhu and pipa in Middle Earth.
A song "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night", listening to the prisoner Niu family of three is fascinated, all crawling beside Yun Qiyou, squinting their eyes, enjoying this wonderful and elegant piano sound.
It's over, it's over, it's completely over. Ye Xiaochuan also wanted to catch a prisoner cow and talk about the middle earth, he saved the life of the little prisoner cow, and he got along with them for so long, he didn't see these three prison cows have the intention of returning to Middle-earth with him. It's good now, Yun Qiyou played a broken tune, and let the three prison cows get five fans
Sandao, it is estimated that now Yun Qiyou will let them go to the knife mountain and the oil pot, and these three prison cows will not have any hesitation.
"Why didn't I think that the prison cow loved beautiful music and rhythm? I am also a music and rhythm master! My flute blowing is not ordinarily good!" Ye Xiaochuan beat his head in annoyance, ready to take out the Huangquan Biluo flute to compete with Yun Qiyou, think about it or forget it, I am a music and rhythm master, I am my own nonsense, in terms of music and rhythm, I am more than a star and a half worse than Yun Qiyou, or don't get an axe, so as not to cloud
Begging and making fun of himself.
Yun Qiyou gnawed on the meat and bones without grace, his hands were together, and his mouth was shiny.
This is the first time she eats so unladylikely, no one else is around, she can always let go when she is with Ye Xiaochuan, and do something that she would never think about before when she was killed. There are many meat bones in the cauldron, and a crooked pork rib has not yet been gnawed, seeing the little prisoner cow hitting the bell on his back with its spiral horns, Yun Qiyou threw the meat and bones in his hand to the little prisoner cow, and the little prisoner cow hissed happily, and the blood basin opened its mouth, and it did not see any chewing
The action of chewing, the meat and bones are swallowed directly by it. Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, his own pot of good broth was ruined by a long-haired beast like Xiao Prison Niu, who didn't know how to taste the food of the world, it was a pity.