[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

Su Shaobai cleaned up the three fish, soaked them in star anise water and spread them on the big rocks on the bank.I started walking around the shore, trying to find a flat stone for teppanyaki-style grilled fish.Ever since he read a post on the Internet in his previous life, saying that the black carbide on the barbecue is easy to cause cancer, Su Shaobai has been a bit shadowy about the direct grilling. Now, this habit has followed him to another world.

It's a pity that most of the shore is flat and round stones, which are far from the shape he wants, so it's good to make a stool.After worrying for a while, his eyes lit up when he saw the long sword on the back of the blue-shirted boy.

"Can I borrow your sword?" Su Shaobai ran to him and squatted down, asking for help with a very earnest tone.This sword can cut monster snakes so easily, and it should be no problem to cut stones.He used a bull's knife or something to kill chickens, but the knife didn't belong to him anyway.

A cold light shot out from the young man's sharp eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he suppressed it after a while, and said in a cold voice, "Lend me?" The sword cultivator's sword is his own life, how dare this trash borrow the sword from him?How bold!

"If you don't borrow it, don't borrow it." Stingy!The anger on his body was almost materialized, of course Su Shaobai understood that the sword could not be borrowed, lowered the corners of his eyes in disappointment, pursed his lips and ran back to the shore.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Just as Su Shaobai was scratching his head over the No. 15 stone, the boy in blue came up behind him and asked with a frown.This person is really too weak, he almost hit his own feet tremblingly when lifting a rock, he is like a waste among wastes.

"Just cut this stone, it's too thick."

"Cut apart?"

"That's right, it would be great if it could become this thin." Su Shaobai frowned in distress, pinching his thumb and index finger to gesture at the boy.

Two streaks of white light shot out from the fingertips of the young man in blue shirt, and with two "swipes", he whittled the stone into a thin slate, smooth as paper, far exceeding his expectations.

Huacha, you don't need a sword?Su Shaobai stared at the young man's long and beautiful fingers in surprise.

"What more do you need?"

"Fire." Su Shaobai followed good example, just now he only thought that it would be more convenient to grill fish without a pot, forgetting that he didn't even bring a flint with him.Apart from being a bit more proud and a bit more poisonous, this young man seems to be pretty good to a certain extent.

"Hurry up." The blue-shirted boy threw a piece of flint at his feet, and put down a row of yellow porcelain jars with sweet, sour, oil and salt. Shi Shi ran back to the tree and began to breathe cross-legged.

What's the matter with this natural tone?I am not a chef!Su Shaobai complained violently in his heart.Cut the three fish lengthwise, cut with a slanted knife, and sprinkle with pepper and salt seasoning water.

Looking down at the stone slab cut out by the boy at his feet, he was [-]% satisfied.Well, for the sake of his quick work, bear with it.Then look at the seasoning jar that the man conjured up from somewhere, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he carried condiments with him, what a weird foodie this is?Aren't you afraid that when you were fighting with the strange snake just now, you threw it out and sprinkled people's heads and faces?It's even more stupid to turn on yourself!

Mr. Su Shaobai from the 21st century did not know at this time that there is something called a storage bracelet in this world.As a result, Mr. Trash and Mr. Strange Flower silently put labels on each other that they thought were appropriate.

While waiting for the taste, Su Shaobai built a triangular stove out of crushed stones, and placed the stone slabs on it stably.By the way, I also took off the clothes I just wet and put them on the big rocks to dry.Jiang Moyu picked up a lot of dry firewood and piled it beside him. Bai Falcon actually grabbed back the cut dry tree trunk with his claws, and Su Shaobai split it open with a hatchet, which basically solved all the fuel needs.Unexpectedly, it worked so hard, Su Shaobai immediately gave it a thumbs up.Bai Falcon raised his head proudly and let out a cry, shaking the dull hair on his head, and fell back on his master's shoulder.

The stone slabs are not big, so Su Shaobai had to roast them one by one.He temporarily made a brush out of long strips of grass that had been cleaned, and brushed a thin layer of oil on the stone slab. After heating, he picked out a fish and spread it on the slate, and then brushed a layer of oil on the fish. Fry until lightly browned, then flip over.The smell of grilled fish spread, and the white falcon spread its wings and flew over, landed on his shoulder and watched curiously.Su Shaobai was too busy turning the other side over and didn't have time to answer.It is acquiescence to its actions.Thinking of the sour oranges Jiang Moyu picked on the road, Su Shaobai bent down and took one out of her basket, cut it in half, squeezed out the juice and sprinkled it on the fragrant grilled fish that was fried until both sides were browned.Well, the color is gorgeous and the taste is strong, and it is delicious. Chef Su nodded in satisfaction at his work.

Although everyone was drooling with greed, when Su Shaobai showed that he wanted to give the fish to the boy, Bai Falcon and Jiang Moyu both showed a high degree of cooperation.It seems that everyone knows who is the boss among them.

The young man had long been lured by the scent to open his eyes, and his long and narrow eyes stared straight at him. When he saw Su Shaobai walking over with the grilled fish on a blade of grass the size of a cattail fan, he immediately turned his eyes uncomfortably. Going elsewhere means that the uncle is not in a hurry, and the uncle definitely did not stare at it just now.

In fact, judging by the boy's appearance, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, obviously he was still a child, and he had saved his own life, Su Shaobai had long since lost his previous resentment.Seeing him like this now makes me want to laugh. Is this the legendary awkwardness and arrogance?The strange flower is indeed the strange flower, put the grilled fish in front of him, and said worriedly, "Be careful of burning."

"I'm not a waste!" The blue-shirted boy glanced at him coldly.

If I remember correctly, this is the third time he has heard this word from the boy. Could it be his mantra?Su Shaobai shook his head, this young man was either proud and arrogant since he was born, or he was born with a low EQ, so it is appropriate to bring hatred to himself.

The moment the fish entered the mouth, the blue-shirted boy's face changed, and surprise appeared in his beautiful eyes.Spiritual power?After taking another bite, he couldn't help turning his suspicious eyes to the back of Su Shaobai who was walking back to the stove.

"It's delicious", Mr. Cook turned the second fish over and placed it on the oiled stone slab. He took the time to look back, with a proud face, and he would be motivated to work if he was praised by others. "How does it taste?"

"Alright!" The young man quickly recovered his expressionless face, and answered very reluctantly, subconsciously hiding his oil-stained fingers.

improvise?Chef Su, who was hit by the blow, was a little sluggish. It smelled delicious, and the serious look of the young man didn't seem like he was lying. Could it be that the flavor he made didn't suit the tastes of the people here?

He was in a daze, and felt a slight pain in his shoulder. It turned out that the white falcon was extremely psychic, watching the fish on the stone board dying, reminding him.Su Shaobai quickly turned over the fish on the slate.

After the second fish was roasted, there was a fierce fight over ownership. Seeing how impatient Jiang Moyu and Bai Falcon were, Su Shaobai finally divided the fish into two, Jiang Moyu and Bai Falcon. Eat one side each.As for a bird, is the salt content too much?Su Shaobai glanced at the white falcon that was pecking fiercely with its head lowered. This bird is very strange, and it should not act recklessly.

Jiang Moyu gasped while holding the hot fish, but he ate it happily with a smile on his face. Su Shaobai finally found some sense of accomplishment looking at his loli, right, it seems that some people still think that his cooking is delicious.So he put the third fish on it with full energy, he has fed everything that should be fed, and he is still hungry.

"Mine." Seeing that the third fish was about to be grilled, the boy behind him suddenly walked up to him, staring at the grilled fish that was about to be baked on the stone slab with piercing eyes, announcing ownership domineeringly.

"Uh..." Before Su Shaobai could tell that the fish was mine, the boy had already grabbed the grilled fish with his bare hands.As he walked under the tree, he waved his hand lightly, and the six sword qi rushed into the lake again, as fast as lightning.Two seconds later, six arm-long fish "crackled" and fell on the edge of the pool.

Su Shaobai's black line, why don't you come to grab my line?There is half of your Xiaobai in it!What do you mean by grabbing six more articles? Are you begging for help?

Chef Su, who had been complaining for a long time, had no choice but to slap the fourth fish to death with a hungry stomach, squatted by the pool and began to clean the fish scales and internal organs again.Jiang Moyu held the remaining half of the fish in his hand, and ran to Su Shaobai, "Brother, you eat~" The fish meat was so fresh and tender, it was even better than the top-quality wild black fish he tasted in the back kitchen of the hotel in his previous life tasty.No wonder those three were eating so happily, Su Shaobai himself was surprised, this should not be entirely due to himself, looking at the clear water in front of him, I am afraid that the fish itself is extremely delicious.

"It's okay, you can eat." Su Shaobai's hands are covered with fish scales, it's not easy to touch her, so he rubbed his chin against the top of Jiang Moyu's head, still caring for his little lolita, the people and birds behind are all white-eyed wolves !

The clouds are half-rolled, the sun is thinning to the west, and it will be dark soon.Su Shaobai ate a few mouthfuls of grilled fish in a hurry, then quickly packed up his things, picked up the wet clothes on the rocks and put them back on, if he didn't go back, it would be too late.With him and Jiang Moyu alone, it is really dangerous to walk through the forest at night, and Jiang's mother will be worried if it is late.

He tied the remaining half of his fish with the grass leaves the size of a cattail leaf fan. He worked so hard to make it so that it must not be wasted.Then find a few strong grass stalks to weave into a straw rope, and tie the remaining eight fish through the gills.Seeing the small jars of oil, salt, sweet and sour, he hesitated for a long time before resisting the thought of packing them away.

This set of five round pottery pots is about the size of an adult's fist. The body of the pot is lemon yellow, the glaze is smooth and delicate, with the luster of glass glaze, and there are patterns the size of copper coins on the front and back, with condiments written on one side On one side is a cloud and grass emblem that he does not recognize.The lid is a kind of emerald green crystal-like stone, with an apricot-shaped moiré handle, matching the tank body with a refreshing and pleasant look, and a rectangular ebony chassis underneath.The seasonings in the jars are obviously several grades higher than those used by Jiang's family. Of course, it took a long time for Su Shaobai to know that this small jar actually has the function of keeping fresh.

The guy who carries such a set of jars with him must be an out-and-out foodie.Just based on the young man's aloof appearance, it would be good to lend it to him just now, and I will definitely not give this set of things away.Reluctantly putting the set of jars on the ebony chassis, he sent the items back to the boy who was still hard at work, "I'll pay you back, we're going back."

The boy didn't speak, but nodded, and continued to eat the remaining half of the fish on his own.

Su Shaobai helped Jiang Moyu carry the basket with his left hand, which contained the pheasant that Bai Falcon had caught, and the eight fish with his right hand, and stood still within two steps.These things are too heavy, and he can't carry them at all now.

Unwillingly staring at the fish on the ground, Su Shaobai was so depressed that he died.It was so hard to get it, is it because you can't handle it and you have to throw it away?At least four of them must be thrown away, he is not willing to do so!

"Trash!" The boy's familiar voice of disgust came from behind, and then the string of fish was caught by Bai Falcon.He, Jiang Moyu, and the vegetable basket were all thrown onto the huge flying sword. The young man squeezed it with one hand, and the flying sword flew into the air.