When I returned to my place where I lived, it was already afternoon. Xiangque was so hungry that he was a little dizzy. After eating a steamed bun, he felt that he was not satisfied, mainly because his thoughts were just happening.
For a serious Northeastern person, not having a barbecue for a long time would definitely be a cruel thing. If this demonic idea emerges and doesn't take action, it will probably be difficult for the whole person to have a good time.
Take out a cutting board from the kitchen and put it on the stone table outside. The fat and thin beef is placed on it. A stove is built with stones. I picked up some wood from the lake and burned it as charcoal. When some preparations are done
After that, Xiang Que discovered something very sad and forgot to take the kitchen knife back.
"Swish" Xiang Que reached out and pulled out the Qingshan sword from behind: "The blade may be a bit blunt, but it should be enough to cut meat..."
After more than half an hour, Xiangque had basically finished cleaning up. The charcoal fire was very strong. The meat was penetrated on the willow branches. Thirty neatly strings of Xiangque were spitting straight.
"Meow!" It seemed that I smelled the meat, and the black cat with a broken body and strong mind jumped over from somewhere.
Xiangque looked at it with his eyes slanted, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed the cat, then reached out and rubbed the oil stains on his hands a few times: "You came just right, and you forgot to take the napkin."
"Meow?" The black cat looked confused. Is this what humans do? The cat's eyes were almost glaring out: "I must be a cat, but you are also a real dog..."
A row of large meat skewers were set up on the charcoal fire. The grilled meat was soaked that it was so oily that it made a sound like "so sizzling, so sizzling". Sprinkle a handful of chili noodles and cumin on it, and the smell floated out.
The black cat next to him felt that the whole cat was not very good. It jumped directly to the stone table and jumped straight to the foot in a hurry. It seemed that it had never smelled it before. This smell that made people doubt life.
Xiangque felt that the grill was almost done, so he picked up a skewer and started to stroke it. After a few bites, he swallowed it into his stomach. The aroma of barbecue between his lips and teeth immediately made him feel endless: "Maybe there is still some flavour.
, but fortunately the meat tastes good, and it can be considered to make up for the shortcomings, about 80 minutes!"
"Meow, Meow..."
The black cat next to him was anxious and white-faced. Xiang Que reached out and grabbed its neck and threw it off the table: "Can you stop shaking? The cat's hair is about to fall on the meat, you
Look at your loss, this is a meat skewer, and he is not a grilled rat, why are you excited?”
"Swish" Xiang Que grabbed a bracelet, threw it at it, and said, "Get away and eat, it's a problem."
This cat was amazing. Before the meat skewers had landed, it stretched out its two claws and took them into its hands. Then, it bared its teeth and started to stroke it. Xiang Que was stunned for a moment when he looked at it.
: "I see, you are also a player who has made Mars..."
Xiang Que pinched a skewer, sat on the chair, chewing slowly with his eyes closed, and the black cat almost finished picking one in three mouthfuls, then "meowed" again, Xiang Que just shook his hand and turned it straight
Then he threw out three or four strings and said, "Don't keep calling me, please be enough to eat."
“The roasted meat is good…”
Xiang Que was immediately startled and said "Damn" in his mouth: "Cat Demon, can you still talk?"
Xiang Que opened his eyes and saw that a middle-aged man stood by the stove at some point, wearing a blue shirt, but he looked particularly elegant. When he was slapped, he seemed to see a cloud.
"Where did you come out?" Xiang Que asked speechlessly.
The middle-aged man pointed to the lake and said, "Here I've come here."
Xiangque said "Oh" and didn't care. He guessed that the other party was an elder on which peak. He reached out and pulled a chair from the side and pushed it over, saying, "This is a little short of seasoning, it's okay if it tastes good."
It's a little thicker, but there's no way. We Qingshan has the same conditions as we will. Let's just let it go. I'll ask the person in charge of the kitchen to see if he can get what I want."
Middle-aged man sat casually on a chair, grabbed a skewer of meat from the cat's paws, and ate it and said, "Your technique is very novel. I have never seen it before, and there seems to be no one in Mashan City."
This roasted meat, but it tastes really good.”
The black cat was lying honestly not far away, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes drooping. This time he had no food and didn't want to eat meat.
"Take it, eat it first, I'll skewer a few more strings. It was my own, but now there is one more person and one cat, which is a bit too much." Xiang Que handed over the remaining strings in his hand and got up.
Go to the table, pick up the Qingshan sword and cut the beef, and said, "This technique is from my hometown. I tell you that this is the ingredients, otherwise I can still bake some waist and bite it and squirt it.
, If you have a wife after eating, your wife will suffer, but if you don’t have a wife, your hands will suffer.”
The middle-aged middle-aged eyes suddenly floated over, and she quietly looked at Xiang Que, who was cutting meat. Her 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.
He then withdrew his eyes and said.
"This sword is good"
"good"
"How did you use it to cut meat? Isn't it a waste of resources?"
Xiang Que turned around and said, "I know that the sword is a good sword, but if you don't use it, it will be a piece of scrap iron. It is good to use it as much as possible. Never use it, it is a waste."
Ruya middle-aged man tilted his neck and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It seems to make some sense?"
The black cat lying on the ground raised his head in shock.
Xiang Que skewers prepared the meat skewers, then put them on the stove, and said, "Some people treat swords like treasures, and they want to hug them when they sleep. They wipe them all over the place, but they almost put them in the tablets of their ancestors.
It was offered to you next to you. I'm afraid you won't be used a few times a year. I guess the blade will be rusted. I think this is the biggest insult to a sword. If you really cherish it, you have to take it out and use it.
, It is much better to use killing people and chop firewood, than to keep the sword buried all the time.”
Ruyi middle-aged man nodded and said, "It makes sense indeed."
Xiangque sprinkled natural and pepper noodles, threw them to the black cat two skewers, and handed them to the middle-aged man and said, "What a pity, there is no wine, and it is not so beautiful, it is not perfect."
Ruyi middle-aged man smiled and said, "Is there any other statement?"
Xiang Que pointed to the meat skewers and said, "You must have fun in life. Drink and eat meat and enjoy revenge."
"It's right..." The middle-aged man stood up, slowly whispered the meat skewers, and said, "If I come again next time, bring two jars of wine over, and I'll try the artistic conception you said, oh,
By the way, what are you talking about?”
"Kidney!" Xiang Que gestured against his waist.
This elegant middle-aged man held it in for a long time and shook his head and said, "This statement has been updated, but I am looking forward to it. I will definitely trouble you to work hard in two days."
Xiang Que looked up and said, "I don't care. You're happy. It's just that you have more food for one person. Anyway, the meat is also produced from the sect."
Middle-aged man smiled and said nothing. After eating the skewers, he left with his hands behind his back. Xiang Que burped and tidied up the cutting board and the garbage. He didn't know when the black cat also left.
On the other end of the lake, the elegant middle-aged man was walking on the mountain path, followed by the black cat.
"In Qingshan, you have never been close to people. You may not be willing to pay attention to the arrogance in your bones except me. Even the master of the Three Peaks, you also like to ignore it. Why do you suddenly come to a newcomer?
Is it because of that sword?”
The black cat "meowed" and the tone seemed full of doubt.
"Since you are willing to get close to him, then walk around with him more..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and smiled: "Is it right, guardian?"