Primordial God: Those Years When I Was In Tihuat

Chapter 143: Wakamine's commission

"Original God: Those years when I was in Tivat (!

Liyue Port, Wanmintang, Xiangling is preparing dinner, and the rice crust eats a bite of the freshly made Xiangling dishes from time to time, making a snoring sound when he is about to take another bite. His hands are from behind the rice crust. Hugging the rice crust in the air, the weightlessness caused the rice crust to kick up his short legs in the air involuntarily.

"It seems that you are getting fatter again, and Xiangling did not eat less delicious food."

Ruofeng’s voice came from behind the rice cracker, the rice **** was taken aback, and then screamed happily, Xiangling was also attracted by the sound of the rice cracker, and saw Ruofeng standing at the door of Wanmin Hall.

"Ah, Ruofeng, have you come to Liyue Port too? Come on, come and sit down. The food will be ready immediately. You will come when you say you come, so what ingredients should you bring."

Bring ingredients? Ruofeng couldn't touch his head, he didn't seem to be carrying anything. Xiangling saw that Ruofeng was silent, and thought Ruofeng was shy. He reached out and grabbed the little frog on Ruofeng's shoulder in his hand.

"Although this frog is relatively small, it seems quite fat, and it happened to be fried together, but why does this frog bring a small package?"

Ruofeng saw Xiangling picking up the kitchen knife and was about to start dealing with the little frog. He hurried forward and stopped Xiangling. Once again, the little frog who felt the threat of death hurriedly hid behind Ruofeng’s feet, but it forgot. A crooked rice crust.

Just when Ruofeng and Xiangling explained why this little frog could not eat, Guoba also noticed this strange frog. He tilted his head, and the frog looked delicious.

When Ruofeng and Xiangling were able to talk vigorously, they suddenly heard the little frog yelling lonely. Ruofeng turned his head and saw that the rice noodles did not know when the little frog had been held in his hand, and he was about to put it in his mouth. Woolen cloth.

"Cooked rice, leave a frog under your mouth!"

When it was too late, Xiangling picked up the sausage beside him and threw it out. The sausage was thrown into the mouth of the pan like a boomerang, blocking the mouth of the pan.

The rice crust was stunned, thinking that Xiangling was feeding him, so he put the little frog down. After all, the sausage or the frog was delicious, even the not very smart rice crust would know.

The little frog looked at Xiangling and the rice crust with a look of fear. The two bad guys were going to chop it off and eat it. They were both bad guys. I really don't know why its owner brought him here.

Xiangling was also a little embarrassed. After all, he almost ate a good friend’s pet as soon as they met. Xiangling stared at the rice crust.

"Cooked rice, bad!"

While holding the sausage, the rice crust tilted his head and looked at Xiangling suspiciously. Didn't she throw this sausage to herself? She didn't steal it, so it's unexplainable why she said she was bad.

Ruofeng simply told Xiangling about the matter. When Xiangling heard that Ruofeng's father was Emperor Yan Wang, he wanted to exclaim and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Seeing Xiangling looked surprised, Ruofeng was also a little helpless. He didn't know who he was when he and Xiangling met for the first time.

"Okay, Xiangling, you don't have to be so restrained. If you were the son of the emperor, I don't think you would not be friends with me."

Xiangling looked at Ruofeng and felt that Ruofeng was not such a person, so she relaxed, patted her plain, and continued to listen to Ruofeng talking about the little frog.

"Ruofeng, you mean, you let me teach this little frog to read and write?"

Seeing Xiangling's puzzled eyes, Ruofeng nodded, a little embarrassed.

"It's mainly in Liyue Port. I only know you Xiangling. The things I'm going to do next are somewhat dangerous, so I can only ask you to take care of this little guy."

Xiangling looked at the little frog who was still hiding behind Ruofeng's feet. Although it was not a big deal, can a little frog really learn to read and write? You must know that the rice noodles did not learn to write and literate.

Hearing the conversation between Ruofeng and Xiangling, the little frog knew that it might be temporarily living in the two-legged weird house in front of him. The somewhat unhappy little frog was even more angry when he saw Xiangling's suspicious eyes.

"Lonely, lonely!"

Ruotuo's face twitched slightly, Xiangling was a little curious about what the little frog was saying

: Ruofeng, what is this little guy talking about, he seems very excited, is he hungry? "

"No, it's saying don't compare it with the dumb bear next to it that doesn't know how to eat. This seriously insults its frog grid."

Xiangling looked at the rice crust, which he didn't know what was going on, and then at the little frog behind Ruofeng's feet. He suddenly felt that perhaps this little frog could really learn to read and write.

"Then Xiangling, this little guy will trouble you, little guy, you can only take things that nobody wants when you go back, don't you know, don't grab other people's things."

Ruofeng taught the little frog. The little frog nodded obediently. He looked obediently. Seeing that the little frog had no objection to let her take care of him, Xiang Ling held the little frog in his hands happily, and the little frog gave a lonely cry. After saying hello to Xiangling, he jumped from Xiangling's hand to the head of the rice crust.

Guo Chou felt his head sink, and something seemed to jump on his head, but after thinking about it, he continued to eat sausages. What could be more important than eating.

Xiangling watched the two little guys get along well, and invited Ruofeng to stay for dinner, smelling the aroma in the pot, Ruofeng, who had eaten several stone meals, naturally did not refuse, although the stone stuff can be full, But there is no taste, maybe next time you can save some vegetable soup to eat with stones.

"Xiangling, what good food have you cooked, I smell it pretty fragrant."

Xiangling untied her apron, waved the spatula in her hand, and proudly introduced the dishes in the pot to Ruofeng

"This is a new dish I developed, Ruofeng, you are the first to taste it, Dangdangdang~"

Xiangling lifted the lid of the pot, and the heat rushed over his face, while Ruofeng poked his head and looked at the stewed meat in the pot. He couldn't help picking up his chopsticks and tasted it. After this bite, Ruofeng finally knew. What is tender and delicious, the spicy taste perfectly neutralizes the faint muddy smell in the meat, coupled with Xiangling’s excellent cooking skills, Ruofeng couldn’t help but put another piece in it.

"Xiangling, what kind of meat is this? It's so delicious. I'll get some when I have time and make it for Wendy."

Xiangling watched Ruofeng eat with relish, her expression a little unnatural, she pulled Ruofeng aside, and whispered something in Ruofeng's ear.

"Ruofeng, there is frog meat stewed in the pot, please keep your voice down, don't be heard by your pet."

Ruofeng looked at the little frog who was constantly looking into the cauldron on the head of the rice cracker. A sense of guilt instantly filled his heart, but the unforgettable taste was really fascinating. Ruofeng looked at Xiangling.

"Xiangling, since the little frog wants to stay here, you can't eat this pot of food, so I will find a place to destroy it."

Pure Xiangling didn’t see Ruofeng’s swallowing neck constantly, looking at the cute little frog, and couldn’t bear to eat its kind in front of the little frog. Don’t be spotted by the little frog.

Ruofeng held the pot in one hand and patted his chest on the other. UU read www.uukanshu.com and signaled Xiangling to rest assured that he would not let the little frog find it, and then rushed out.

"Hey, remember to return the pot after you handle it."

Xiangling saw that Ruofeng had brought her the pot away, so she shouted at Ruofeng's back, and Ruofeng waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

The little frog, who doesn’t know what’s in the pot, saw Ruofeng leave, and pulled a tuft of hair off the top of the scorpion head, waving the hair in his hand to say goodbye to Ruofeng, and the scorched scallop that was still addicted to the sausage just felt like the first thing. Liang, there seems to be something missing on the top of his head.

(Today is the National Memorial Day. We should remember history, remember the martyrs, remember the national humiliation, and revitalize China!)

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