I borrowed the kitchen at the inn and prepared the dishes, washing and cutting what needed to be done.

Ye Molan took out the kerosene stove from the Qiankun bag and moved it to the pavilion behind the inn.

When everything was ready, we called Ouyang Dingfeng, several secret guards from Xilan Palace, and two carriage drivers from Xilan Palace to have hot pot together.

The geographical location of Xilan Palace has large temperature differences between seasons, and autumn and winter are very cold. I already love hot pot. When I heard that we were going to have hot pot tonight, everyone was happy.

Ouyang Dingfeng said: "Mo Lan, the hot pot ingredients you prepared are not spicy enough."

Ye Molan said: "The hot pot ingredients I prepared are not enough to get angry."

Ouyang Dingfeng said: "No, I have to add more chili pepper."

Ye Molan said helplessly: "Okay!" She thought it was fine with me, it's just that little Ling'er didn't like chili peppers.

Therefore, Ye Molan specially prepared a large bowl of vinegar for Yin Xianling to relieve the spicy taste.

Brown sugar ice powder Yinxianling is eaten bowl after bowl...

Ouyang Dingfeng said: "Mo Lan, your stove is very useful. We will use this stove to eat hot pot when we camp in the wild."

Ye Molan smiled and said: "This stove requires kerosene to operate, and kerosene is hard to find."

Ouyang Dingfeng asked curiously: "What kind of oil is kerosene?"

Ye Molan said: "How should I describe this? Processed petroleum..."

Ouyang Dingfeng became more and more confused the more he listened...

Ye Molan could only say: "I don't have much kerosene here, so I can only use it occasionally. This stove cannot be used without kerosene."

The reason why Ye Molan reserved some kerosene was because there was oil in the previous world, and Jimoya used the oil to process a batch of kerosene. This kerosene stove is a product of the human world, so this can be considered a professional time traveler.

Yin Xianling explained to Ouyang Dingfeng: "Just like an oil lamp cannot burn without oil, her stove can only be used a few times before it becomes useless."

Ouyang Dingfeng understood this explanation. It was because fuel was hard to find. From this point of view, it was more convenient to burn firewood, which could be picked up anywhere in the wild.

When I was half full, I encountered dozens of people surrounding the pavilion...

What's going on?

Ye Molan was ashamed and said: "Are they trying to rob the hot pot?"

Ouyang Dingfeng took out a flower from nowhere, held it in his hand, and raised his orchid finger...

Huh? Mr. Poison doesn't usually have such a hobby. Obviously this is a new look.

The bandit leader holding a big knife said: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree... I want to eat in the pavilion, leaving the food and money to buy my life..."

Ye Molan smiled and said: "This pavilion was built by the inn."

The bandit leader ignored it and continued: "If you want to survive, you can leave money to buy your life!"

This routine is so profound...it is similar in every realm.

Ouyang Dingfeng ignored the gangster and blew lightly on the flower in his hand.

It's just a flower, and everyone can smell the increasingly intense floral fragrance in the air. The fragrance is very strange.

The bandit leader noticed something was wrong with the playboy, and when he raised his machete to slash at him, he was already unsteady on his feet. He took a step and fell to the ground with a muffled sound. The other gangsters fell to the ground one after another...

Ouyang Dingfeng was very indifferent and said: "Let's go to another place and continue eating."

Ye Molan agreed: "Well, let's eat the same thing in the corridor outside the inn room!"

Yin Xianling asked curiously: "Is that floral fragrance poisonous? Why are we okay after smelling it?"

Ye Molan said: "I guess the scented tea brewed by Brother Ouyang was the antidote, and we all drank the tea."

Ouyang Dingfeng laughed and said: "I said, Xiao Molan, are you too smart? You guess right every time!"

Ye Molan chuckled and said: "We are destined to hit it off! Otherwise, Brother Ouyang would be standing alone at the top with no one to communicate with. How lonely would it be?"

Ouyang Dingfeng smiled and said: "Can I understand that you are bragging?"

Ye Molan smiled and said: "Aren't I just praising myself in a roundabout way?"

Yin Xianling curled his lips and said: "When I encounter people who use poison like you, I should rush over and kill them directly. You don't even have a chance to fight back, so you have to burp."

Ouyang Dingfeng snorted: "There is no such person as you mentioned in the world. Unless they are raised to die, even the killer has to say something before taking action."

Ye Molan asked curiously: "What would the killer say?"

Ouyang Dingfeng said: "Killers usually say, someone bought your life, the wrongdoer has his debtor, and if he turns into a ghost after death, don't look for me!"

Several people laughed and said, "That's right!"

While carrying the dishes and the stove, he left. At the same time, he kicked away the gangsters lying around at his feet, opened a path, and left coldly.
Chapter completed!