Waste wood knows everything

Siran is not such a lively person. In the modern world, he lived alone. After Dagua died, he didn't keep any pets anymore, and carried out the independent character design to the end.

The reason why he called Liu Sirui to eat meat together at this moment was purely because he was cooking for the first time in this cultivation world, no matter what he had to have a witness.

Of course, Siran also harbored some nasty little thoughts. The sword cultivator in front of him looked at the red-winged golden-tailed bird with a particularly tangled expression, which was very interesting. It was similar to the scene when he was feeding his Dagua medicine every time. .

Da Gua is very obedient, every time he wants to take medicine, he doesn't have to force it, he just obediently licks it and eats it, but the expression on the fluffy dog's face is particularly distorted, and the eyes are wet and grievance.

Liu Sirui neatly wrung the neck of the red-winged golden-tailed bird that knocked itself into a tree and passed out. He was also very skilled at pulling out the hair and letting the blood out. After filling most of the pot of water, he set up a firewood pile and started to boil the water. He found an open space by himself, and he pulled out a few beautiful big tail feathers and put them aside.

The water soon boiled, Liu Sirui put the bird in and scalded it, pulled out the fine hairs on the skin, then cut open the belly of the bird with the sword at his waist, pulled out the internal organs, and washed them clean.

He poured out the pot of water that scalded the bird, and replaced it with a new one. Here, Liu Sirui spread a clean cloth on the ground, and threw a whole red-winged golden-tailed bird into the air with his hands. With a movement of the long sword in Li, the birds in the mid-air were cut evenly and landed on the cloth with a splash.

Siran applauded for this stunt.

Liu Sirui wiped the sweat off his brow, and held a sword flower, also very proud: "My swordsmanship is more of a strength type, so it is naturally much worse in terms of speed. This is the method used to practice!"

Siran was in awe: "What is the effect?"

Liu Sirui coughed lightly: "This... Then my natal spirit sword got angry with me."

"..." Siran looked at the sword in Liu Sirui's hand involuntarily, "Then this time—"

"Hey, it's all for earning spirit stones, no matter how awkward it is, it will be fine in a few days." Liu Sirui put the sword back into its sheath, and patted the hilt, "Anyway, the spirit stones are all used on it."

The wool comes from the sheep, no loss.

Siran: "..."

In this world, it is not easy for even Spirit Sword to live.

Taking advantage of Liu Sirui's efforts to fiddle with the bird meat all over the ground, Si Ran also ran around and gathered a small pile of sparkling grass, moon, flowers and autumn dew branches.

Liu Sirui peeled some thin wooden sticks out, ready to skewer a few pieces of meat and roast them, on the other side, the water in the pot boiled again, he was about to put the meat into the pot, when he was stopped by Siran.

Siran was gearing up: "Very well, I'll come next, and show you what real delicacy is!"

Liu Sirui looked expectant: "Is it really enough to just look at it? Can I not eat it?"

Siran's face darkened: "No!"

Liu Sirui immediately looked disappointed.

Siran ignored him, and according to the recipe written in the treasure book edition, mixed the three kinds of spiritual plants collected and finely ground them, mixed some water into them and kneaded them into mud, and gave each piece of bird meat a fine texture. Finely smeared on.

The essence in the Lingzhi Crushed was quickly absorbed, leaving only the off-white powder that dissipated with the wind.

The first smearing is unavoidably a bit unskilled, and Siran followed the instructions of the treasure book and wiped away the corners and corners that had not absorbed the essence of the spiritual plant. The messy words in the treasure book in front of him almost never stopped. , The words are almost flying into the sky.

This red-winged golden-tailed bird is not small, and the pig version is even bigger. After half an hour of busy work, Liu Sirui, who was still tremblingly preparing for the poisoning of the bird meat, could no longer maintain his nervousness, so he shrank aside and gave him The flock of birds went to feed.

After the bird meat was processed, Siran put more than half of it into the pot, and the other half was skewered and grilled on the fire. He didn't have any onion, ginger, garlic, etc. Liu Sirui said that the seasoning he had was only one A jar of salt, I sprinkled some in it, hoping that the bird meat would be good enough to bring out its delicious taste.

Then he sat by the fire with his chin propped up, watching eagerly.

It didn't take long for the red-winged golden-tailed bird's meat, which was once extinct in ancient times because it was too delicious, to start exuding its unique charm.

At first, it was just a faint scent, but it was very seductive. Even Liu Sirui, who was feeding the birds over there, moved his nose, turned his head with precision and sharpness, and stared at the pot of meat strangely.

The aroma quickly became stronger.

It smelled carefully, a bit like the old hen soup he used to drink with a lot of mountain delicacies and hung for several days.

There was an exaggerated wind sound from the side, and he turned his head suddenly. Liu Sirui squatted beside him, half-closed his eyes, like a blower, sucking in big mouthfuls of air, with an intoxicated expression.

Siran: "..."

The meat of the red-winged golden-tailed bird is easy to cook, and it has been cooked for about half an hour. Whether it is boiled bird meat in white water in a pot, or bird meat skewered on a wooden stick on the fire, the fragrance emitted has reached a peak.

A person like Siran who has tasted countless delicacies in the modern world can still bear it, but Liu Sirui, who grew up eating homemade animal meat next to him, is almost drooling.

Siran doesn't accept raw food very well, ignoring Liu Sirui's muttering "I think this meat can be eaten, do you think it's half-cooked, and it doesn't have a special flavor, maybe this meat has to be eaten raw to taste", and insisted on waiting until the meat is fully cooked Then he said, "Let's eat."

A phantom flashed in front of his eyes, Liu Sirui nimbly held a bowl, pinched a piece of meat quickly and firmly, passed the bowl symbolically, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Watching his expression change from blank to unbelievable, and then from unbelievable to happy, Siran was taken aback for a moment.

The meat was just boiled and it was very hot. Siran was not as physically fit as Jianxiu, so he took a bowl, put a few pieces of meat in it, put it aside to cool, then turned a few more containers out, and divided some Boiled and roasted meats go in and put in storage bags.

When the meat was ready to eat, he tasted it slowly. The movements were very gentle, but not slow. The deliciousness of the meat was a bit beyond his imagination. Even without adding too much seasoning, it was still delicious after boiling it in clear water. .

The taste is a bit like chicken, but it is more chewy. Perhaps it is because these birds have exercised more. Needless to say, the fresh fragrance is not greasy at all, and the taste is extremely layered. I quickly ate two bowls. I ate several skewers of barbecue again.

This grilled one also has a special flavor, mixed with a bit of fruity fragrance, braving the sizzling oily luster, taking a bite, the natural love of human beings for high-fat food is brought to the extreme.

Siran sighed contentedly, touched his stomach, feeling a little regretful.

He is full.

The cruelest thing in the world is that your brain still wants to eat, but your stomach doesn't.

Although the red-winged golden-tailed bird is only a first-order spirit beast, there is still a little spiritual energy in its meat, so it didn't eat much, and the spiritual energy was too much to eat any more, so I had to watch Liu Sirui pass through the border with locusts, leaving more than half of it. It was completely wiped out, even the pot of soup was drunk.

Siran stared at his flat stomach, completely unable to understand what kind of different dimension this pile of food entered.

After Liu Sirui buried his head in the binge eating, his rationality returned to normal, and his whole face blushed, "No, I'm sorry, I have a big appetite... No, no, actually, my appetite is not bad, I just ate a little more today... ..."

Siran waved his hand: "It's okay, I didn't eat much."

He also has a normal adult appetite, and eats less food with aura. This bird can't finish several meals. The food is better cooked and eaten, so he doesn't mind having a meal with a big appetite tie.

Liu Sirui pulled his hair, a little distressed by the binge eating and drinking just now, and felt that his image must have been fixed on a big appetite.

He asked in a low voice: "Then... from now on, will this bird... still eat together?"

Siran didn't answer directly, but asked, "Is it delicious?"

Liu Sirui: "Delicious!"

Siran: "Is it fragrant?"

Liu Sirui: "It smells so good!"

Hearing what he wanted to hear, he smiled suddenly: "Yes, with your words, when I make this red-winged golden-tailed bird in the future, let's eat it together."

Liu Sirui was very moved, but of course he was also a little puzzled, for example, he didn't quite understand what Siran said "I have you".

Did you say anything decisive?

No matter how Liu Sirui recalled it, he felt that it was just a few ordinary words.

Liu Sirui undertook the follow-up clean-up work with great enthusiasm. Now he is full of joy and happiness. He has never filled the storage bag with high-grade spirit stones, and also ate a delicious meal that he has never eaten in his life. , today is simply a day of the gods!

Like a happy little hamster, Liu Sirui cleaned up the trash and swept the floor, and at the end he had a one-sided exchange with the group of red-winged golden-tailed birds very affectionately, and then stepped back on his peak with his sword.

Here, Si Ran walked back after eating and drinking. When he passed by the place where he saw the ghost grass, the colorful flower was no longer there, and there were only various weeds that were not eye-catching. Was it picked or ran away with long legs.

However, there is basically no one in Linguan Peak... Si Ran only thought about it once, and he was stifled by him.

He also said that no one came, and Liu Sirui was able to raise red-winged golden-tailed birds here. It seems that this Linguan Peak is not as deserted as the rumors say.

The way back is always faster, and Siran felt that he had not walked for long before returning to his cave.

It was also a coincidence that before he stepped into the cave, he had an inexplicable movement in his heart. He turned his head in obedience to the feeling, and saw Yun Mo stepping on the green grass all over the ground, and the sky was full of sunlight behind him. He was dressed in black and seemed to be swallowing Like all the lights, approaching step by step.

Si Ran keenly noticed that there seemed to be a trace of depression on Yun Mo's usually calm face.

He had no way to find out where this feeling came from, he could only stand there, staring blankly at Yun Mo who entered the cave with his eyes slightly lowered, and only slightly nodded towards Siran when he passed by Si Ran.

After Yun Mo's figure completely disappeared in the fog at the entrance of the cave, Si Ran came back to his senses and thought, Yun Mo looked in a bad mood today.

He had no choice but to put the portion of red-winged golden-tailed bird meat that he had set aside earlier on a small stone raised above the entrance of Yunmo Cave Mansion, took out a pen and paper, and left a small note on it unskillfully.

In the cave that Siran painted and decorated with his own hands, he placed a small flower pot on the bookshelf against the wall. This was placed on it when he was decorating the cave that day. There was some dried and hard soil in the pot, but there was no Plant any plant.

However, at this time, a black flower grew inside.

To be precise, it is a flower that seems to be black, because it can only show pure black for a short moment, and when you look at it from a different angle, this flower is like a prism possessed, refracting all kinds of light.

As soon as Siran stepped into the cave, he found that the spotless ground was stained with soil. Following the imprint of the soil, he saw black flowers in the flowerpot.

Two steps forward, I was almost blinded by the colorful light.

He never imagined that the ghost grass really ran over with long legs, and lived in the flower pot in his cave. He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't for deliberately coveting him.

Heh, the soil in the flower pot is so dry that it can be used as a weapon, and the grass is not too hard.

Si Ran stepped forward, poked the petals of the ghost grass, looked at its new shape for a long time, but didn't recognize what kind of spiritual plant it was.

"You are amazing. I thought the previous colorful Mary Sue was already at its limit." He paused, his tone quite difficult to describe, "I never thought you could make a colorful black."

The author has something to say: Siran: I had a dream that day, and the ghost grass in the dream turned into a delicate little white flower, which scared me so much that I woke up. The dream was reversed. At that time, I was thinking, this white flower Conversely, what should it look like? Is it black or colorful?

Siran: Later, I realized that there is nothing impossible but unexpected, and where there is a will, there is a way.