"Dead fatty, stop me!"

Lin Xiaotian roared angrily, like a hungry tiger pounced, and pounced into the kitchen in the blink of an eye.

I saw that the fat man's fat groping hand had reached the lid of the pot, and he was already intoxicated by the charming fragrance, completely oblivious to what was happening behind him......

Behind him, it was Lin Xiaotian who was thunderous, at this moment, he burst out all the potential in his body, and used a long-lost magic skill - Foshan Shadowless Feet!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Lin Xiaotian's body straddled diagonally, quickly slashing through the air, like an eagle preying on rabbits, all the strength was concentrated on his left foot.

The next moment, the foot was pressed against the fat man's face.

Time seemed to slow down ten times at this moment, and the wind in his ears made the fat man's little eyes instantly awake, and his eyes slowly enlarged, turned his head, and his eyes were full of fear......

"No...... Want...... Oh my God...... Brother ......"

The fat man's big sausage-like mouth opened and closed quickly, droplets were all over the sky, and his tongue was a little knotted, but his tone always felt a little slower.

It was too late, and the fat man regretted it incomparably that he touched Lin Xiaotian's bottom line and moved something he shouldn't have moved.

"you!"

Lin Xiaotian kicked the fat man's cheek, kicking the fat man's fat face into deformation, like a large piece of jelly, swaying back and forth.

When the fat man reacted again, he found that he had already flown himself.

He hadn't tried the feeling of flying for so many years...... It turns out that flying feels so refreshing, and it is really as free as a bird...... It turns out that he can also fly freely......

In a parabolic shape, the fat man flew out of the large kitchen window, and with a "poof" sound, fell into the grass outside.

This is fortunately, the kitchen window is large, so that the fat man's fat body can fly over, if the window is smaller, or closed, I am afraid that the fat man will not be comfortable.

The behemoth fat man landed outside, and immediately stirred up a blade of grass to fly, and the surrounding neighbors were also attracted by this loud noise, and they all walked over curiously to see what was happening.

The fat man struggled in the grass and sat up like a pig that had eaten it.

He looked very embarrassed, his face was covered with blades of grass, and the early morning dirt was still a little wet, and his face was full of small mud, like a wanderer.

"Brother God, I was wrong!"

Obviously, the fat man didn't have anything to do, and for a pre-level martial artist like him, the power of this kick and fall only made him a little painful.

Now the fat man is even more worried that he will really anger Lin Xiaotian and cause damage to their friendship, which is an oolong.

Lin Xiaotian in the kitchen didn't bother with the fat man, after he finished kicking that kick, his eyebrows suddenly raised, his eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Three seconds!"

Turning around quickly, Lin Xiaotian picked up the soup spoon with one hand, stretched out the lid of the pot with the other hand, and shouted: "Okay!

Lin Xiaotian didn't have time to take care of the fat man at all, and now it was time for the alarm bell to ring in his heart, the porridge was ready!

With Lin Xiaotian's shout, he lifted his hand hard, and the wooden pot lid suddenly rose with white steam, and the white mist rose, entraining bursts of aroma, and instantly exploded!

Originally, the uncles and aunts outside the window were looking at the fat man in the morning, and many people asked gossips, what kind of magic skills is the fat man practicing?

It's going to fly!

"Me...... I am...... Hey hey ......"

The fat man scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, Rao is his treacherous and ghostly nature, and his face was red at this moment, and he didn't know how to explain what happened to Lin Xiaotian.

Stumbling, the fat man muttered for a long time and didn't say why, when he was impatient, he found that the uncles and aunts next to him were silent.

Uh? Something is wrong? Why are these uncles and aunts silent, shouldn't they be sent to the hospital next by shushing the cold?

The fat man raised his head suspiciously, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he also understood why the group of uncles and aunts were silent.

I saw that the group of uncles and aunts were staring at Lin Xiaotian in the window, and there were bursts of aroma, sweet and delicious taste, the most important thing was a strange fragrance, a rich meat fragrance, and a trace of ...... Medicinal fragrance?

"Gollum ......"

The fat man swallowed his saliva, and his stomach immediately screamed angrily, and he didn't care about any face, so he got up from the ground and looked in on the windowsill.

......

In front of the stove, Lin Xiaotian's soup spoon stirred, the viscous soup porridge rolled under the agitation of the spoon, and the japonica rice was fried into a flower, rolling on the edge of the spoon, falling, the grains were crystal clear, glowing with milky white light.

"That's it. ”

Lin Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, his medicinal food technique has not yet fallen, although it is not as perfect as it was at the peak, but it is not about the same, I believe that I can recover that feeling after two more times.

"Oh my God, what are you cooking! It's so fragrant, it smells so hungry!"

At this moment, an aunt outside the window couldn't help it, squeezed forward twice, and leaned on the windowsill to ask, when she asked, she could hear that her speech was not clear, I am afraid that it was already overflowing with saliva.

Human instinct, when we see food, always unconsciously speaks.

When studying the "color" and "fragrance" of a delicacy, the most intuitive way is to put the dish in the crowd and see people's reactions.

Undoubtedly, Lin Xiaotian's "four-flavor blood-replenishing porridge" has been classified as one of the best delicacies by everyone!

Just looking, just smelling, makes people have that kind of unstoppable appetite, as if one person can drink this big pot of rice porridge!

"Yes, yes, Xiaotian, what did you get, give it to the uncle!"

The uncle next to him couldn't help it, and immediately stepped forward to ask for it. This kind of neighborhood, you eat something, I order something, and I send you some daily necessities, which is very common.

The habits of the old street, which have been followed for many years, have made the old street more humane, and have never changed because of the changes of the times.

Looking at the noisy group of uncles and aunts outside the window, Lin Xiaotian smiled, as a cook, his favorite thing is the dishes he makes that some people want to taste.

"No problem, come, Aunt Zhang, Uncle Wang, you all wait a minute, I'll serve it out for you!"

Anyway, he and the fat man can't drink all these rice porridges, and there are more than ten people, so it is better to give them to these neighbors, which happens to be medicinal food, and it is also good for these old people.

After speaking, Lin Xiaotian took out a stack of porcelain bowls from the cupboard behind him, put the rice porridge into it one by one, and distributed it to the hands of those old people.

It didn't take long for a large pot of rice porridge to be distributed, and there were more than a dozen old people outside the door, although their food was not large, but they also divided the portion of ten people.

Seeing that the rice porridge in the pot had bottomed out, and there were still three or four people's portions left, Lin Xiaotian stopped his hand, look at this amount, the fat man can drink it himself, right?

"Brother Tian, I want to drink it too......" The fat man didn't know when he leaned on the windowsill, grinning his big mouth, and smiling at Lin Xiaotian shyly.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, looking at the fat man in this child's heart, Lin Xiaotian was really a little helpless, and said in a low voice: "Dead fat man, do you know no, I almost ruined my big thing just now!"

"I know it's wrong, Brother Tian, give me a bowl of porridge to drink!"

The fat man nodded in response, swallowing his saliva constantly, but his eyes kept staring at the rice porridge in the iron pot.

"Okay, I'll give you a bowl!" Lin Xiaotian smiled and raised the spoon, just about to serve it, but the fat man fell off the windowsill with a grunt!

"Stinky boy, let Xiaotian cook you something delicious, and I don't think about you!"

I saw a thick palm on the fat man's head, and a strong voice came from behind the fat man, as if a brown bear was roaring all the time, shaking people's eardrums.

The appetite in the fat man's eyes immediately dropped most of it, his face became as if he had seen a ghost, he turned around, pulled out an ugly smile, and shouted in a low voice: "Daddy, why are you here?"