When he returned to his place, it was already afternoon. Xiang Que was so hungry that he was a little dizzy. After nibbling on a steamed bun, he still felt unsatisfied. This was mainly because of the thoughts he had just had.
For a serious Northeastern person, it is definitely a cruel thing to go without a barbecue for a long time. When this devilish thought comes up, if you don't take action, then the whole person may not be able to live well.
He took out a cutting board from the kitchen and placed it on the stone table outside. Placed the fat and thin beef on it, built a stove with stones, picked up some wood from the lake and burned it as charcoal. When all the preparations were done,
After finishing it, Xiang Que discovered something very sad. He forgot to take back the kitchen knife.
"Whoa" Xiang Que reached out and pulled out the Qingshan Sword from behind: "The edge may be a bit blunt, but it should be enough for cutting meat..."
More than half an hour later, Xiang Que had basically finished sorting it. The charcoal fire was burning very brightly, and the meat was threaded onto the wicker branches. Xiang Que swallowed hard at the sight of the neat thirty large skewers.
"Meow!" As if smelling the smell of meat, the disabled black cat jumped over again out of nowhere.
Xiang Que looked at it with sideways eyes, suddenly reached out and grabbed the cat, then stretched out his hand to rub the oil on its long hair a few times: "You came just in time, I forgot to take the napkin."
"Meow?" The black cat looked confused. Is this something done by a human? The cat's eyes almost popped out: "I am definitely a cat, but you are also a real dog..."
A row of large meat skewers was set up on a very hot charcoal fire, and the oil was grilled until it made a "sizzling, sizzling" sound. Then a handful of chili powder and cumin were sprinkled on top, and the smell wafted out.
, the black cat next to it felt that the whole cat life was not good. It jumped directly on the stone table and jumped on its feet anxiously. It seemed that it had never smelled this kind of smell that can make people doubt their life.
Xiang Que felt that the roast was almost done, so he picked up a skewer and started to skewer it. After a few bites, he licked one skewer and swallowed it in his stomach. The aroma of the barbecue between his lips and teeth immediately made him have endless aftertaste: "Maybe it's a little bit less seasoned."
, but fortunately the meat tastes good, which can make up for the shortcomings, about eighty percent!"
"Meow, meow..."
The black cat next to him was so anxious that he almost lost his temper. Xiang Que stretched out his hand to grab its neck and threw it off the table: "Can you stop shaking? The cat hair will fall on the flesh. You
Look at your appearance, these are meat skewers, and they are not roasted mice. Why are you so excited?"
"Ugh!" Xiang Que grabbed a bracelet and threw it towards it, saying: "Go away and eat, you're in the way."
The cat was stunned. Before the meat skewers even hit the ground, it stretched out its two paws and caught it in its hands. Then, like a human, it bared its teeth and started to lick it. Xiang Que looked at it in confusion.
: "From what I can see, you are also a contestant who has masturbated to Mars before..."
Xiang Que held a handful of meat skewers, sat on a chair, and chewed slowly with his eyes closed. The black cat almost finished one skewer in three mouthfuls, and then "meowed" again, Xiang Que waved his hand and simply said
He threw out three or four skewers and said: "Stop shouting all the time, just eat enough."
“The grilled meat is good…”
Xiang Que was immediately startled and said, "Fuck!" "Cat demon, you can actually talk?"
Xiang Que opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man standing beside the stove at some point. He was also wearing a green shirt, but he looked very elegant. His whole body moved there, as if you were seeing a cloud.
"Where did you come from?" Xiang Que asked speechlessly.
The elegant middle-aged man pointed to the lake and said, "Come here."
Xiang Que said "Oh" and didn't take it seriously. He estimated that the other person was an elder on which peak. He stretched out his hand and pulled a chair from the side and pushed it over, saying: "This still lacks a little seasoning, otherwise it tastes good."
It’s a little thicker, but there’s nothing I can do about it. This is what we in Qingshan can do, so I’ll just make do with it. I’ll ask the person in charge of the kitchen later to see if he can get what I want.”
The middle-aged man sat casually on a chair, grabbing a bunch of meat skewers snatched from the cat's paws, and said while eating: "This method of yours is very novel. I have never seen it before, and there seems to be no one in Mashan City."
The meat is grilled like this, but it tastes really good.”
The black cat lay obediently not far away, with its eyebrows downcast and its eyes drooping. This time it ran out of food and didn't even "meow" for meat.
"Take it and eat it first. I'll skewer a few more skewers. It was originally mine, but now that there is an extra person and a cat, it's not enough." Xiang Que handed over the remaining skewers in his hand and stood up.
He went to the table, picked up the Qingshan Sword and cut the beef, and said: "This technique is from my hometown. I tell you, this is because the materials are inferior. Otherwise, I can roast some kidneys, and the oil will drip out when I bite them."
, after eating, if you have a wife, your wife will suffer. If you don’t have a wife, your hands will suffer.”
The eyes of the elegant middle-aged man suddenly drifted over, and he looked quietly at Xiang Que who was cutting the meat. His eyes fell on the Qingshan Sword in his hand. The middle-aged man looked at it for a long time until Xiang Que finished cutting the meat.
Then he withdrew his eyes and said something.
"This sword is good"
"good"
"Why are you using it to cut meat? Isn't it a bit of a waste of natural resources?"
Xiang Que turned back and said: "I know that swords are good swords, but no matter how good a sword is, if you don't use it, it will be just a piece of scrap metal if you leave it there. It is good to make the best use of everything, and it will be a waste if it is never used."
The elegant middle-aged man tilted his neck and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It seems to make sense?"
The black cat lying on the ground raised his head in shock.
Xiang Que skewered the meat skewers, put them on the stove, and said, "Some people treat swords as if they are treasures. They wish they could hold them while they sleep. They wipe them off every day, and they almost never put them on the ancestral tablets."
It's next to it. I'm afraid it won't be used a few times throughout the year. The blade will probably be rusted. I think this is the greatest insult to a sword. If you really cherish it, then you have to take it out and use it when you have nothing to do.
"Use it for killing people and chopping firewood. It's better than letting the sword be buried all the time."
The elegant middle-aged man nodded and said, "It does make sense."
He sprinkled some natural and chili noodles on Que, threw two skewers to the black cat, and handed a handful to the middle-aged man, saying, "It's a pity, there's no wine, so the mood is a little bit off, so it's not perfect."
The elegant middle-aged man smiled and said, "Is there another way to say this?"
Xiang Que pointed at the meat skewers and said: "To be happy in life, you must have all the fun, drink and eat meat to enjoy the grudges."
"That's right..." The middle-aged man stood up, slowly picked up the meat skewers, and said: "Then next time I come again, bring two jars of wine and I will try the artistic conception you mentioned again, oh,
By the way, what are the kidneys you are talking about?"
"Kidney!" Xiang Que gestured at his waist.
The elegant middle-aged man held it in for a long time, shook his head and said: "This statement has been updated, but I am looking forward to it. I will trouble you for your hard work in the next two days."
Xiang Que raised his head and said, "I don't care, as long as you are happy, it's just one more person's ration, and the meat comes from the sect anyway."
The middle-aged man immediately smiled and said nothing. After eating the meat skewers, he left with his hands behind his back. Xiang Que burped and packed up the cutting board and garbage. I don't know when the black cat also left.
At the other end of the lake, an elegant middle-aged man was walking along the mountain path, with the black cat following behind him.
"In Qingshan, you rarely get close to people. The arrogance in your bones may make you unwilling to pay attention to anyone except me. Even the peak master of the three peaks is indifferent to you. Why do you suddenly treat a newcomer here?
Is it because of that sword that your disciple fell in love?"
The black cat meowed, and the tone seemed to be full of doubt.
"Since you are willing to get close, then walk around with him more..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said with a smile, "Really, Lord Guard?"