"Yeah?" The man was as surprised as she was, no, even more surprised. He jumped three feet high and screamed: "When did you find us?"
"I'm hungry." The cold-faced man just glanced at him and then turned to Xi'er. Well, to be precise, it was the pot behind Xi'er. It was exuding an extremely alluring fragrance. That fragrance, only
Fear of zombies can also induce appetite.
"Ah! Oh, um, girl, can you cook?" The one with a playful smile suddenly asked Xi'er.
Xi'er nodded, and the man immediately said: "I'll go find the ingredients, and you'll wait and cook."
"What is that?" Leng Lian pretended not to hear and walked towards the soup pot.
"Hundred Poison Mushroom Soup." Xi'er stepped aside with a smile.
“It smells so good.”
"Hey, cold-faced man, those things are cooked with poisonous mushrooms. Even a lion can be poisoned to death... Hey, hey, hey, I know you love to eat delicious food, so don't seek death for what you eat..." Seeing that man looking after himself
He took a spoon to scoop up the soup and drank it, his face was so hot that he couldn't help shouting.
"It smells so good." Take another sip.
"Hey, I cooked this." Xi'er refused. She picked mushrooms for a long time and cooked them for a long time. She didn't even have time to take a sip. She originally thought that this person might not dare to drink. Who knew?
Not only did he dare to drink it, but he also drank it tastefully. Now I was afraid it wouldn't be enough, so she only prepared it for two people.
"The craftsmanship is good." He took another bite and brought a beautiful piece of mushroom.
"I don't want you to praise me." She muttered, not talking nonsense to this person who only cares about eating. She picked up the wooden bowl and spoon in her own bamboo basket, grabbed the other person's spoon, and filled it for herself.
A big bowl. It's evening now and it's dinner time.
When he saw the two of them eating soup, he couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma. But when he thought of those poisonous mushrooms, he still didn't dare to move. He only thought about, who should he save first? Until,
The pot of soup was at the bottom. Xi'er only ate one bowl, and the rest went into the stomach of the cold-faced man. And he didn't even use the bowl.
"tasty."
Xi'er rolled her eyes at him, washed her bowl, wrapped it in a clean cloth and put it in a bamboo basket. She looked at the sky, it was already dark, and looked at the ruined temple, she really didn't want to go in and smell the disgusting smell.
She had no choice but to move the bamboo basket to a corner, and she sat down leaning on it, preparing to rest.
Suddenly, "Hey, smiling old man, quickly bring me what you lost to me."