He opened his bloody mouth and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw Feng Feifei drooling, so he only handed her the thing and said, "Come on." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Feng Feifei was stunned for a moment, as if she was thinking about whether this thing could be eaten, but the unique fragrance that emanated had already mobilized her taste buds and dispelled all the doubts in her heart.

She took it, first blew on the hot air still coming out, and then, carefully, took a bite, ah-

She felt like her whole being was going to fly.

It was an indescribable feeling.

It feels like walking into a green grassland on a spring afternoon, the wind blows gently in the ears, the fragrance of unknown flowers wafts from the forest, the sun falls warmly, the stream flows babbling at the feet, barefoot, stepping on the soft sand by the stream, from time to time there are petals full of poems and songs floating leisurely, and occasionally birds fly by, chirping......

Her whole being seemed to be one with nature.

When Feng Feifei finished eating the vegetable ball in his hand, he found that Wen Zhiyuan had already killed three vegetable balls.

At this moment, the bamboo tube in the fire is being pulled out.

Although the bamboo tube was burned black, the scorching could not hide the unique fragrance of bamboo.

From the seal of the bamboo, a stronger fragrance wafted out, which was a mixture of bamboo and meat.

Although the bamboo has been charred black after being grilled, the rabbit meat filled in it has not changed.

After absorbing the juice that permeates it, it even forms a unique fragrance, and then interacts with the wild vegetables, wild fruits, and wild mushrooms that fill the chest and abdomen, which is simply a kind of enjoyment from outside the world.

What's more, Wen Zhuyuan was using a small brush to brush the honey and sweet noodle sauce on the butcher layer by layer.

The residual heat from the rabbit meat is immediately absorbed and roasted dry.

Wow......

There was a faint fragrance in the air.

Feng Feifei felt that his tongue was about to bite off.

She sucked hard at the drooling saliva and stared at the rabbit ferociously, refusing to take her eyes off the half-step.

Wen Zhuyuan had no choice but to shake his head, tear off a hind leg and hand it to her.

Feng Feifei couldn't care about the reserve of Miss Qianjin anymore, twisted it with his hand, and sent it to his mouth.

Wen Zhuyuan looked at her embarrassed appearance, and said hesitantly: "Miss, you are paying me a salary in advance, and when you finish eating, don't forget to work for me to pay off the debt." ”

As soon as she heard this, Feng Feifei originally wanted to throw away the rabbit meat and say something like "Miss Ben is not coerced by this coercion yet, so she won't eat it" and other things that she is not afraid to resist in the end, but the taste of the rabbit meat is so ecstatic that she can't say anything to refuse.

This roast rabbit meat seems to have a unique natural taste.

This is not only because of the layers of sauce that have been brushed on it, but also because of the fine layer of powder.

-- That's cumin.

――Sprinkled with natural roast rabbit meat, and then paired with green vegetables, red fruits, brown mushrooms, and red barbecue, it is really green, fat, red and thin.

The specific years and months when Chinese ate cumin have no way to be found, but in the overhead world of "Wulin Relics", this seasoning is undoubtedly the first time.

Therefore, Feng Feifei, who is accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, had an indescribable unique beauty when he ate barbecue meat with cumin for the first time.

It was so beautiful that she almost ate her tongue.

As for the taste of the pheasant wrapped in mud that seemed to be the simplest workmanship, Feng Feifei was full of praise.

That method seems simple, but in fact, it uses the most materials.

When he was making mud, Wen Zhuyuan once mashed a lot of the herbs he picked back and added them.

It looked like it was just a simple pile of mud, but as everyone knows, it contains countless herbs and spices.

During the heating process, the spices and herbs in the mud slowly penetrate into the chicken.

Coupled with the unique fragrance of the earth, it covers the fishy smell of the chicken, and it tastes ......

Oops, no, no, no, at this moment, the author of this article, that is, me, Lin Ge, is still writing this thing on an empty stomach, writing here, please forgive the author for being unreasonable, let me suck the drooling saliva first, then wipe my mouth, get up and go to the bowl of noodles first.

Damn,Write about food.,But I can only eat instant noodles.,Is there an author in the world who is more sad than me?,So,Please.,Please.,Ask for subscriptions, ask for collections, ask for rewards.。

Anyway, that time, Feng Feifei followed this sword who didn't know if it was true or not.

They sat around the fire, eating barbecue in a leisurely manner, and drinking the wine in the bamboo tube in a dazed manner.

Whether this person is sword thirty or not, Feng Feifei is not sure, but the food he makes does have two brushes, which has to be admitted.

When all the food in the fire was gone, the two of them clutched their stomachs and lay on the ground for a while without making a sound.

In the end, Wen Zhuyuan stood up lazily, stretched a long waist at Feng Feifei, and then, touching the scar on his neck, said in a deep voice: "Okay, okay, I said Miss, now that you have eaten and drunk, it's time to fulfill what you promised me just now, and hurry up to work for me to pay off my debts." ”

Speaking of this, she stuffed her iron sword into her hand, put the bamboo basket on her shoulder, and said, "This time, I won't let you beat my legs, nor will I let you pinch my shoulders, what about you, just be a little follower for me so-so, and help me take these things back to Nanling City." ”

Feng Feifei burped unsatisfied, stood up, and tidied up his clothes.

She glared at Wen Yuan fiercely, and said loudly: "Carry it, carry it, what's the big deal, you stinky man, the most stinky man in the world is you." ”

Wen Zhuyuan ignored her insults, stood up, turned around and left.

He wanted to leave, so Feng Feifei had to follow behind.

Although Feng Feifei dared to stay in the forest on this moonlit night last night, it was entirely because he heard that he was far away.

Although I don't know if I am a good person or a bad person, I always have someone to accompany me, so I don't have such mixed beliefs when I sleep.

Although it is daytime now, if you leave her alone in this moonlit night forest, don't even think about it.

Our eldest lady is the most unfortunate person in the world, so she carried an iron sword and a bamboo basket on her back, following behind, scolding and scolding as she walked.

She could have thrown away these burdens and ran out alone, but she still carried them willingly, on her back, and even she couldn't tell why?

This stinky man!

I didn't know how long I walked, and finally returned to Nanling City.

Back to the Heroes Building.

The people who greeted each other at the door were still Zhang Heng and Li Hu.

This time, they didn't stop Feng Feifei and ask some miscellaneous words, but let them in.

It's just that the smiles they showed when they looked at Feng Feifei were a little mysterious and slightly ambiguous.

There are still many heroes in the hero building drinking tea, singing, bragging, and talking about the mountains.

Seeing her come in with this outfit, everyone looked at her with a strange look.

Feng Feifei glared at him and said loudly: "Stinky man, what do you see!"

Those stinky men who were watching were laughing with infinite lewdness on their faces.

Feng Feifei was looked at by them, threw the iron sword to the ground, threw the bamboo basket, sat down on the stool, and shouted: "Okay, okay, it's exhausting Miss Ben." ”