Ye Xiaochuan was cooking, while Yun Qiyou was watching.
The crystal-clear Halazi with wealth and wealth is waiting to be fed.
This scene has not appeared for many years.
once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.
This may be a reflection of Ye Xiaochuan's inner feelings at this moment.
He missed every day and every hour he spent with Yun Qiyou.
However, they can never go back to the past.
Not to mention that Yun Qiyou had lost his memory and regarded him as a familiar stranger.
Just because of Ye Xiaochuan's identity, they are destined to be destined to have no fate in this life.
A faint aroma began to fill the air, and the two greedy birds no longer screamed, squatting obediently on the edge of the bonfire, with four shining eyes staring at the iron pot hanging above the bonfire.
Ye Xiaochuan used a wooden spatula to stir-fry the meat, and the aroma of the meat made the two little guys intoxicated.
At the same time, Yun Qiyou was also intoxicated.
At this moment, Yun Qiyou suddenly felt a little dazed.
Deep in her soul, a similar scene seemed to be flashing.
In the picture, she seemed to be smiling at the man in front of her.
She clearly felt that at that time, she was happy and happy inside.
It seems that the hearts of the two people are tightly bound together.
When Yun Qiyou came back to his senses, it was already half an hour later.
The food is already cooked.
Ye Xiaochuan cooked a large pot of rice and fried several exquisite dishes.
He called Yun Qiyou and said: "Fairy Yun, you are hungry too, come over and have something to eat together."
Yun Qiyou raised his arrogant head, with an intimidating expression, but his body was honest, and there was a gurgling sound in his lower abdomen.
Yun Qiyou's pride collapsed instantly, and a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks.
She said nothing and came to Ye Xiaochuan.
The conditions here are limited, and Ye Xiaochuan has tried his best to do everything possible.
On a three-foot-square table, there was fragrant fried bacon. Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou sat opposite each other on the floor.
Ye Xiaochuan handed a pair of white ivory chopsticks to Yun Qiyou, but Yun Qiyou did not refuse this time.
He took the ivory chopsticks, picked up a piece of bacon, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.
She lived alone with Ye Xiaochuan for a while in the Western Regions and Death Lake last year, and ate the meals cooked by Ye Xiaochuan.
This is a very special taste.
Simple ingredients, after being stir-fried by Ye Xiaochuan's hands that seemed to be able to turn decay into magic, turned into an unforgettable delicacy.
When they reach the state of Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan, they can actually live without grains for a long time.
The powerful and profound true energy in the body can be converted into nutrients needed by the body, and can be maintained for a long time without eating or drinking.
Moreover, Yun Qiyou never considered herself a greedy woman.
However, when she faced the delicious dishes cooked by Ye Xiaochuan, this arrogant lady from Tianjie was reluctant to put down her chopsticks.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't eat. He was busy for nearly an hour, just like in the past few decades, he was not busy for himself.
He took out a small jar of sorghum wine from his empty bracelet and drank without using a wine bowl.
Within a short time, five or six kilograms of sorghum wine was in his stomach.
It is said that one drink can relieve a thousand sorrows. Ye Xiaochuan has been in Longmen for many years and has a lot of sorrows in his heart. He spends every day drinking to relieve his sorrows.
A jar of strong wine was just an appetizer, which did not affect Ye Xiaochuan from pulling out a second jar of strong wine from the empty bracelet.
Just as he was about to unseal the mud, a white wine jar was pushed in front of him by a pair of warm and white hands.
The nearly translucent wine jar is engraved with many exquisite patterns.
Compared with the earthy yellow clay pot and wine jar in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, one is the clouds in the sky and the other is the mud underground.
Ye Xiaochuan had seen this kind of wine jar before. It was a specialty of Princess Xiaoqi. It contained the fine wine brewed by the Queen Mother of the West.
As a qualified little drinker, when Ye Xiaochuan saw the best wine in the Three Realms, his expression at this moment was like that of the two fat birds around him when they saw delicious food.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Qiyou.
Yun Qiyou retracted his hand and did not look at him.
She unconsciously took out two jade lamps from the ethereal bracelet that Ye Xiaochuan gave her back then, and placed one in front of Ye Xiaochuan and the other in front of herself.
Such a magical brew must be savored carefully. If you drink it like Ye Xiaochuan did just now, it will be a waste of natural resources.
There was still silence between the two, but it seemed that the familiar tacit understanding was back.
After Yun Qiyou set up the jade lamp, he picked up the chopsticks and continued eating. Occasionally, he picked up one or two slices of bacon and threw them up high. Wangcai and Fugui accurately caught them with their beaks.
Ye Xiaochuan opened the wine jar of fine wine and jade liquid, and slowly poured wine into two jade cups.
He moves very slowly, very seriously, and very carefully.
This thing does not exist in the human world, it was just brought by the Little Seventh Princess from heaven. Every sip is taken away from you, and you don’t dare to waste a drop.
Ye Xiaochuan picked up the jade cup, cleared his throat, and finally said, "Thank you, Fairy Yun, for inviting me to drink."
Yun Qiyou also picked up the jade cup and said, "To each other."
Ye Xiaochuan is addicted to alcohol, but he will not drink any good wine.
Yun Qiyou inherited his father's alcoholic genes, but he also inherited her mother's pride and thirst for food.
She drank alcohol, but since she was a child, she only drank the nectar of the Queen Mother of the West, and did not drink other inferior wines, so that Yun Qiyou was regarded as a fairy who did not drink in the hearts of the world.
The two raised their glasses and took a sip.
A faint blush appeared on Yun Qiyou's cheeks, and a touch of beauty seemed to bloom in his indifference.
She turned the jade cup with her fingertips and looked at the transparent liquid in the jade cup. She said softly: "Lanling fine wine and tulips, the jade bowl contains amber light. But the master can make the guests drunk, and they don't know where they are in a foreign country. This song
Poetry was taught to me by my father when I was very young. I didn’t understand it before, but now I gradually understand what my father meant.
State of mind.”
Ye Xiaochuan felt a little sad.
He is no longer the illiterate person who loved to compose limericks in Cangyun Mountain. Years of accumulation have given him a certain literary background.
He seemed to feel how sad the evil god was in his heart when he raised his wine glass and read this poem in the Peach Blossom Valley.
Heaven is not my hometown after all.
But the evil god had to stay in heaven.
This is perhaps the saddest thing in life. Ye Xiaochuan sighed and said: "All the sages in ancient times were lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. For the sake of the safety of the human world, Senior Evil God did not hesitate to live in a foreign land in heaven, which is respectable. It's a pity.
I only have a one-time relationship with Senior Evil God, so far
I haven’t had the pleasure of sharing three drinks with him yet.”
Yun Qiyou looked surprised and said, "Have you met my father?"
Ye Xiaochuan nodded.
He said: "Last year's Battle of the Holy Mountain, your father appeared in Kunlun Mountain. I have met him. He is indeed a master who is looked up to."
Ye Xiaochuan did not talk about his experience of being beaten violently by the evil god.
His evaluation of the evil god is very pertinent. Regardless of whether he has regarded the evil god as an imaginary enemy in future games, it cannot change the fact that the evil god is a great man in his heart.
