When the scorching sun on the edge of the sky slowly faded and was about to set in the west of the Tianxing Mountain, a little smoke rose from the small village in the northwest corner of the cloister.

I saw three young men and girls with bright clothes, sitting in front of a cluster of firewood swaying, one of them holding a string of fat pork legs strung with thin bamboo strips, and was roasting close to the fire, roasting the skin to be golden and fragrant.

I saw that on the flickering fire, there was a large iron pot leaning on a long spoon, and the pot was full of a soup of mushroom stewed pig. At a glance, the steaming, mellow white soup is lined up with pieces of white and fat pigs, and dotted with many small and lovely fluffy mushrooms, which are thick and greasy, fragrant and unclear, which not only relieves cravings, but also relieves meat and fish.

Naturally, they brought the soup from the stream, the ingredients from the woods, and the pots and spoons from the robbers...... The belly that was growling now was the three of them.

Probably felt that the pork leg on the bamboo strip was roasted well and appropriately, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, Lu Lingyue owed a debt, and couldn't wait to take it back, looked at the pork leg with good color and fragrance, and immediately gently held both ends of the bamboo strip, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and opened his lips to bite it.

It is slightly hot.

But only slightly.

After a bite, there is a pleasant sound of thin and crispy pork skin, and then there is a lot of juicy and mellow lard overflowing, and finally the tender and bouncy plump pig makes a finish.

One bite is comfortable, satisfying, fragrant, and endless.

Seeing that Lu Lingyue's face was flushed, she gently raised her finger and stroked the purple silk that hung down to her face, and closed her eyes and took a bite on the pig's leg.

She probably liked it a lot.

Wang Manxiu and Yin Shao looked at her contented appearance, and couldn't help but raise their lips lightly, and they also took their fat pork leg one after another, swallowed the liquid in their mouths, and then unceremoniously took a big bite.

Delicious, delicious!

It's better than the white pigs in the city.

It's also better than the wild boar in the mountains.

After all, this is a spirit pig that knows how to wonder!

Spirit pig, delicious, delicious!

I saw that none of the three of them were discreet

Holding the pretentiousness, they all buried their heads and opened their mouths, and they feasted on a good meal.

The spirit pig is big, and the pig's leg is also big.

But no matter how big the pork leg is, it can't withstand them devouring it like this.

After only half a cup of tea, the three gnawed bare pig bones were gently thrown into the blazing firelight, making three 'crackling-' sounds.

But the meal isn't over yet.

After they had finished eating the roast pork legs, Wang Manxiu made a bowl of mushroom and pig soup for each of them, and the three of them held three fragrant oil-wood bowls, drank the soup, and chatted about the day--of course, these three oil-wood bowls were also brought by them from the robbers that night.

"Delicious, gourmet. ”

Yin Shao took a sip of the soup in the bowl, raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "If there is still a pot of wine, it will be fine." ”

Wang Manxiu, who was sitting opposite him and was separated by a cluster of open flames, blinked and said, "Then the few pots of wine we took from Xiao Jiu, but we have eaten them all?"

Xiao Jiu was the name of one of the two bandits, and Wang Manxiu inadvertently asked about the name of the cloister when he asked him about it.

It's a random name.

"Hey, you're a noble person. ”

Yin Shao smiled and exhaled, looked back and said, "We drank the last pot together the night before yesterday, forgot?"

Wang Manxiu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Oh, yes, yes, yes! Xiaosheng was confused, how could he forget all the things of the day before yesterday......

Indeed, three years ago, he still didn't feel sleepy after finishing a period of [Knocking on the King's Court] with Lu Lingyue, so he went out of the house, and happened to meet Yin Shao, who was silently looking at the East - the two of them agreed without saying a word, went back to the house and took a pot of rice wine, looking at the East and talking about the East.

"Haha, I look at you, I'm afraid it's not that you've been too tired by this practice!"

Yin Shao took a sip of soup, raised his lips and glanced at him, then glanced at the purple skirt sitting between the two, and joked with a smile: "Girl, this prince is ...... at night" Is it okay?"

Seeing that Lu Lingyue, who was immersed in the soup, was suddenly stunned, raised her face slightly, wiped the oil stains on her lips with her fingertips with a slightly red face, and blinked and whispered: "Childe is very talented." ”

"Wow!"

Yin Shao turned his face sideways with concern, looked at Bai Yi meaningfully, and said, "She said that you are very talented." ”

Wang Manxiu had no choice but to nod with tears and laughter, first said 'thank you girl for the compliment' to Lu Lingyue, then looked back at him, and asked helplessly: "Yin Shao, Yin Shao, are you eating soup as wine - are you drunk?"

"How can that? ”

Tsing Yi shrugged his shoulders, put a mushroom in the bowl with a soup spoon, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing: "Young Master Ben is just thinking, since you are so talented...... Why it's been three weeks, and I still can't learn the second form?"

When the sound fell, I saw that the white clothes were stunned, and their faces showed a little embarrassment.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Wang Manxiu coughed lightly, not knowing if he was choked on the broken bones in the soup.

I saw him turn his head sideways, and no longer looked at the green clothes, but looked at the purple skirt.

"Come on. I heard him say, "Miss Lingyue, you don't seem to have ever eaten wine?"

Although it was a very clumsy sentence, he talked about it left and right.

But it's true.

Indeed, whether it was in Zhenhuang City three weeks ago, or in this corridor for the past three weeks, it seems that this Lingyue has never smelled the slightest smell of wine—not even the slightest smell of wine. In the past three weeks, Wang Manxiu and Yin Shao wanted to invite her to have a drink together, but they were repeatedly rejected by her on the grounds that she was sleepy at night.

But at this moment, she can't be sleepy, right?

I saw that Lu Lingyue was a little unexpected, and God didn't seem to understand how the words fell to him at once. But she still blinked and thought for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "We...... No alcohol or food. ”

We, not me.

Wang Manxiu and Yin Shao couldn't help but be stunned.

Although they had never heard of the fact that goblins could not eat alcohol...... But, since she said so for the sake of the goblin, that's it, right?

The two looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders wordlessly.

You can't eat or drink......

You can't eat or drink.

Hearing Yin Shao, he sighed lightly, looked up at the sky, and opened his lips softly.

"Life is a pot of wine in the world. ”

"Race over the green smoke and burn a candle. ”