The old beggar felt uncomfortable because of her eyes. He felt like he was bullying a child.
He subconsciously pointed to the fish next to him, "How about I give you the fish as an apology?"
Su Zhan said in the same calm tone just now, "The fish is mine too."
The old beggar suddenly jumped up. It doesn't matter if the dog is yours, but why is the fish also yours?
Su Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "The fish was caught by the dog. The dog is mine, and the fish is naturally mine."
The old beggar was stunned, and then he remembered that when he tied the dog just now, there was a fish lying under the little dog's paws.
In other words, he not only tied up other people's dogs, but also robbed other people's children of their fish.
The old beggar, who had never done such a guilty-minded thing, touched his forehead and said cheekily and tentatively, "How about you treat me to fish soup?"
Su Zhan "..."
What else could she say when meeting someone with a face as thick as a city wall?
Su Zhan took a critical look at the fish whose scales were not completely scraped off. It was a real waste to these fish.
"Let's go." Su Zhan walked over expressionlessly, picked up the fish on the side, took the knife that the old beggar had just used to scrape the fish scales, walked to the river and skillfully scraped the fish scales clean.
The old beggar on the side didn't dare to say anything, and was attracted by Su Zhan's series of flowing movements.
This little beggar is actually an expert at killing fish.
The old beggar watched her killing the fish with great interest. When she was done, he licked his face confidently and said, "The knife you used to scrape the scales of the fish just now belongs to me, so of course the fish also belongs to me."
Su Zhan glanced at him without comment.
Although the white wolf is still a little wolf cub, not just anyone can lift it up like a chicken.
This old beggar was sloppy and looked exactly like a beggar, but the gaps between his fingernails were clean, and the skin under his neck that was accidentally exposed did not have a trace of stain.
How can a real beggar be so clean?
I'm afraid this is someone wearing rags and rags pretending to be a beggar.
Su Zhan lowered her eyelids and started cooking the fish. In addition to collecting firewood, she also collected several seasonings in the forest, so she came back late.
The bright yellow flames danced, and the layer of fish skin on the fish surface curled up slightly. Su Zhan flipped the fish body from time to time to ensure that it was roasted evenly.
Su Zhan's cooking skills have always been excellent. When the smell of fish wafted out, the white wolf and the old beggar on the side almost couldn't help but drool.
"Hey, little beggar, I can't tell you are so good at grilling fish." The old beggar stared at the fish with bright eyes.
"It's okay." Su Zhan stared at the fish critically. Unfortunately, it is restricted in the wild now. Otherwise, if it were brushed with a layer of her special sauce and sprinkled with cumin, the taste would be very fragrant.
Upon hearing her nonchalant tone, the old beggar immediately stood in awe. He was still a young beggar who had seen the world, and he was indifferent to such a fragrant fish.
"The fish is grilled." Su Zhan took off the fish and first handed it to the white wolf who was looking at him with eyes. Then he handed another one to the old beggar who looked at her eagerly.
The old beggar happily took the grilled fish and ate it immediately regardless of the heat on it.
As soon as the fish meat entered his mouth, his eyes widened in surprise. This was the first time the old man had eaten such delicious fish in so many years of life.
In the past few years, I have really lived like a dog.
After finishing all the fish, the old beggar wiped his mouth and said seriously, "Little beggar, do you want to consider coming with me?"
"I don't want to." Su Zhan answered quickly and without any ambiguity.
"Why?" the old beggar said unconvinced, "With your skills, it would be a pity to continue to be a beggar. How about you become a chef for my old man?"
"Wouldn't it be a pity to be a chef for you?" After eating and drinking, Su Zhan looked lazy, stroking the white wolf's fur very happily.
"How many people are begging to be a chef for the old man, why aren't you willing?" The old beggar's eyes widened, obviously very proud of his status.
"I'm going to a place next, but I don't have time to accompany you as a chef." Su Zhan waved his hand. Although he hasn't found the location of Changliu Mountain yet, if he doesn't find it, Changliu Mountain will never appear on its own.
In front of her.
"Where are you going?" The old beggar rolled his eyes and asked immediately.
"Have you heard of Changliu Mountain?" Su Zhan asked casually.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the old beggar paused and looked at her in surprise, "How do you know about Changliu Mountain?"
Su Zhan narrowed his eyes. She just asked casually. It was such a coincidence that this old beggar actually knew.
"Do you know where Changliu Mountain is?" Su Zhan asked.
The old beggar didn't answer her question. He looked at her uncertainly and suddenly said, "Little beggar, are you a boy or a girl?"
Su Zhan pointed to his face and chuckled, "Do I look like a man to you?"
A little beggar has unkempt hair and a dirty face. Who can tell whether he is a boy or a girl? The old beggar muttered in his heart.
But since she was a woman, the old beggar felt relieved and said to Su Zhan with an inscrutable look on his face: "Little girl, let me tell you that the person at this address in Changliu Mountain is a handsome man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, who looks very much like my old man.
young guy?"
Su Zhan took a look at his slovenly appearance, and then thought about Yun Xiao standing in a white robe and holding a sword. It was true that Yun Xiao was handsome and handsome, but how could this old beggar dare to say that Yun Xiao looked like him.
Noticing Su Zhan's strange gaze, the old beggar suddenly jumped up, "Little girl, don't look at me like this. I was very handsome when I was young. There were so many girls chasing me, but that boy Yunxiao is far behind me."
Already."
Su Zhan was noncommittal. If what the old man said was true, then time was really a butcher's knife that could turn a handsome young hero into a shameless old man.
"Junior has met senior." Su Zhan bowed his hand to the old beggar, "It was Young Hero Yunxiao who asked me to go to Changliu Mountain to become my disciple."
People have exposed so many flaws, and if she can't figure out the identity of the old beggar, then she is a fool.
"What a smart little girl." The old beggar, no, he should be called the Master of the Sword Pavilion now, and people in the world call him Ling Xuzi of the Sword God.
"But, little girl, I'm afraid you were deceived by that brat." Lingxuzi shook his head and said, "Jiange only accepts one successor in one generation. This generation already has Yunxiao, so I will not accept any more disciples."
"Really?" Su Zhan smiled.
"I really won't accept it." Lingxuzi said resolutely. The rules of the sword pavilion cannot be broken.
"Oh, forget it then." Su Zhan said casually, "Originally, I planned to cook for the master every day after becoming a master. In this case, forget it."
