Eat my pear flower needle

Tang Song complained frantically about this unscrupulous world of martial arts, but his face was indifferent.

With enigmatic eyes, he pointed at the stream in front of him, and calmly said, "Don't come back if you can't wash it clean."

Dongdan Linglong laughed heartily, and before the giant python got close to the stream, it flew up, and the vigorous figure turned around in the air, and fell into the river with a "plop" and disappeared.

After fifty or sixty breaths, he still didn't surface, and Tang Song, who was standing on the bank of the river, became anxious.

Dongdan Linglong had just recovered from a serious injury. Could it be that he fell into it because of lack of internal strength just now, and now he can't float to the surface of the river?

Tang Song walked a few steps forward, Hua Qinnan grabbed his wrist from behind and shook his head, said in a low voice: "He will be fine, don't worry. The potion you sent will not only detoxify and heal wounds , to remove blood stasis and generate new energy, and it can also greatly replenish qi and blood, rescue the adversity and return to yang.”

Tang Song nodded, but looking at the gurgling river, there was still undisguised worry in his eyes.

Hua Qinnan sighed suddenly, causing Tang Song to glance at him quickly.

Hua Qinnan raised his eyes to meet Tang Song's eyes, raised his hand, touched the top of his head, and said unexpectedly: "You must live in a place where there are not many disputes, peace, happiness and prosperity. Tang Song, you... ..."

"Wow--" Dongdan Linglong splashed out.

He grasped the huge silver ornament on his head in the palm of his hand, and a silver wire twisted into the thickness of chopsticks passed through the gills of the fish, binding the three fat fish stuck in the headdress into a pile.

They frantically shook their heads and tails, trying in vain to break free from Dongdan Linglong's bondage.

Dongdan Linglong raised his hand with a smile and threw the headdress and the fat fish into Tang Song's arms. He plunged into the water again and threw a big fish on the river bank every ten or so breaths.

"Young Master Tang, do you want to grill fish?" Bai Zhi asked Tang Song in a low voice.

Tang Song shook his head, looking at the fat and tender river fish piled up on the ground, he was suddenly blessed——Dongdan Linglong must be acting like a baby with him, and wants to eat the dishes he cooked with his own hands.

"Did you bring the pot?" Tang Song asked, turning to look at Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Tang and Song wanted to stew fish soup, she glanced at Hua Qinnan with a smile, and said in her heart: Palace Master likes fresh fish soup the most!

She nodded quickly and said, "I have. I also have onion, ginger, garlic and white wine. I'm not afraid that the fishy smell will not be removed."

Tang Song stretched out his hand directly, and said bluntly: "I'll give you half of it, and cook whatever you want. Lend me a pot."

Bai Zhi's smile froze on his face, but Hua Qinnan nodded nonchalantly, signaling Bai Zhi to take Tang Song to choose a pot.

Bai Zhi knew Hua Qinnan's feelings for Tang and Song, but felt that she was doing something bad out of good intentions, so she led Tang and Song over with her head down, picked out the biggest pot and showed it to him, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Tang, this is fine. Is it?"

"Yes." Tang Song responded, and Bai Zhi hurriedly took out the fishy seasoning and white wine, and stuffed Tang Song with a bag slowly. He looked into the car and found the bird fat left over from yesterday's hunting. The meat was still there, so I simply took it all away.

After leaving a "thank you", Tang Song turned his head and left.

Dongdan Linglong had already taken a bath and took the initiative to light a bonfire.

He took the pot from Tang Song and heated it up. Tang Song threw all the fat meat into the bottom of the pot to consume the fat, and then skillfully and gracefully moved the sliced, sliced, diced onions, ginger, garlic and peppercorns in one breath. Throw it into the hot pot, stir-fry until the aroma is released, pour water and add pepper.

Afterwards, he carried the live fish back to the river with his last breath, and cut them up with the butcher, and returned to the pot with the sliced ​​fish.

The water in the pot just boiled, and the small red peppers rolled on the golden oil surface. The spicy and delicious smell drifted with the wind, and the forest was full of fragrance. Tang Song quickly threw a handful of salt into it.

He threw the fish piece by piece into the pot to boil until cooked, and hurriedly urged Dongdan Linglong, "Hurry up and eat."

The smile on Dongdan Linglong's face was even more comfortable. This time, he didn't even bother to take a look at Hua Qinnan's demonstration.

spicy!

There are dishes specially made according to his taste.

Dongdan Linglong laughed comfortably, and said in his heart: This is the first time that Tang and Song didn't care about Hua Qinnan, and only cared about his preferences.

Does it mean that for Tang and Song Dynasties, the traces left by Hua Qinnan are gradually erased in their hearts?

The more Dongdan Linglong thought about it, the happier he was, and he enjoyed a meal of boiled fish even more happily. Together with Tang and Song, they stuffed more than ten catties of fish into their stomachs.

"Stomach is so full." Tang Song sat on the spot without moving a bit.

He felt that he could break the silver buckle of Tangmen Dingguo's coquettish belt with just one move.

Before Tang Song could sigh with emotion for the second time, Bai Zhi had already come to him with a small tray, and said in a low voice: "Young master asked me to bring you the big hawthorn pills to you, Mr. Tang and Mr. Shengzi. They can be digested after the meal."

The expression on Tang Song's face was even colder, but in his heart he felt that he was hitting the lower limit of stupidity again.

It seems that no one knows that he has eaten too much!

He touched his stomach, which he didn't even dare to take a deep breath, and accepted the digestive medicine resignedly, nodded and said to Bai Zhi, "Thank Hua Qinnan for me."

Bai Zhi looked at Tang Song, her eyes were full of grievances, she couldn't help but said, "Why didn't Mr. Tang go in person? You are so close!"

Tang Song glared at Bai Zhi with a cold face, which scared her back a few steps.

QAQ, do you think that ten steps is very close? !

That's just because you didn't eat enough!

How painful is your stomach for me now!It's about to burst!

If you are capable, you can eat more than a dozen catties of fish and then get up and walk!

Tang Song complained frantically in his heart, his face remained motionless, his eyes were lowered very coldly, and he evaded: "He doesn't need it."

Bai Zhi turned into the tray with a sad face, and walked away quickly.

Tang Song blinked, pushed the tray towards Dongdan Linglong, grabbed a handful of big hawthorn pills, threw them into his mouth, chewed them hard, and swallowed them down his throat.

Dongdan Linglong and Hua Qinnan were paying attention to Tang and Song's every move at the same time, so Dongdan Linglong's joy just now had increased a lot.

But Hua Qinnan lowered his eyes, trying to show a gentle smile.

With a very calm expression, he waited for Bai Zhi and the others to pack up their things, and buried the leftover food and stove to hide their whereabouts.

After resting for an hour, Tang Song had completely adjusted his mental state, got up and said, "Let's go to the northeast."

Dongdan Linglong grabbed Tang Song's wrist and pulled him to jump on top of the python's head, but Tang Song grabbed Dongdan Linglong with his backhand and said, "Let's walk, it's not far from here, and...they are neither of them." convenient."

Tang Song pointed to the giant python and the handsome black eagle beside Hua Qinnan, stopping Hua Qinnan from climbing onto the back of the eagle.

He nodded to Tang Song, and told Bai Zhi, Xi Xin and Caesar Ming: "You take the prince and Dong Xia Lian to the Shenjian Villa first, don't wait for us, we will catch up."

"Yes, son." The three servants left in response.

Seeing that everyone had left, Hua Qinnan walked up to Tang Song, and finally said, "What exactly do you need?"

"Ore, especially good ore." Tang Song pulled out the thousand receivers on his back, disassembled it for the first time in front of Hua Qinnan and Dongdan Linglong, pointed to the hidden crossbow arrows and hidden weapons, and said, "I Attacking others requires these, arrows and hidden weapons."

Hua Qinnan nodded understandingly, then frowned and said in disbelief, "You mean...you know that there is a mine vein in the northeast? How, is it possible."

"It's a gold mine." Tang Song said affirmatively, with a more serious expression in his eyes, "That's why I didn't stop you from making Ruan Zongying and Dong Xialian unconscious. To me, they can't be trusted."

Smiles appeared on the faces of Hua Qinnan and Dongdan Linglong at the same time.

This sentence from the Tang and Song Dynasties is stronger than any guarantee. From ancient times to the present, so many friendships that people have shouted for their lives have been defeated by the word "profit".

No need for Tang Song to make any more vague promises, he took the initiative to walk ahead and lead the way, and Dongdan Linglong and Hua Qinnan automatically followed behind him every step of the way.

The pace of the three people's feet gradually accelerated, and they rushed to the gold mine veins with light kung fu.

Tang Song stopped suddenly, looked at the grass-covered ground, and pointed expressionlessly.

Hua Qinnan and Dongdan Linglong stopped, looked around, and said sincerely, "It really doesn't look like there is a gold mine here."

Tang Song twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, turned his head and tried to find a mining hoe from his backpack.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said loudly in his heart: God of the system, please save face, you have marked on the map that there are gold mines here, don't let me hold up a hoe and can't dig anything up.

Tang Song swallowed and dared to sleep, licked his lips, and instantly raised his hoe to dig into the soil, only to hear "Dangcang——!", and a huge metal friction sound suddenly sounded.

This sound should have been extremely harsh, but to the three of Tang and Song, it was as beautiful as the sound of nature.

The imperial court implemented a policy of defense and blockade against Miaojiang, strictly prohibiting them from learning the advanced metallurgical technology of the Central Plains, and even unwilling to sell more advanced finished agricultural tools to them, and ore was an important item of contraband.

How could Dongdan Linglong not know the value of the ore, even if what Tang and Song Dynasties discovered was not iron ore at all, but what can't be bought if you have money?

Hua Qinnan had a lot of contacts with the court's army in private, and he was very clear about the items controlled by the court.

If someone owns a mine vein and the government finds out about it and fails to report it, it is a serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the entire family.

However, since the Tang and Song Dynasties needed ore, it was not too difficult to mobilize the power of Lihua Palace to conceal this ore vein.

"Let me do it, you still can't use your internal strength proficiently, and you have been doing rough work, which is easy to hurt your muscles and bones." Hua Qinnan said, stepped forward to grab Tang Song's hands and took over the work considerately.

Before Tang and Song could react, he had cleverly snatched the mining hoe from him, rolled up his wide sleeves and raised his arms to dig.

Tang Song watched Hua Qinnan show his masculine strength for the first time, and finally realized that he was still making the mistake of judging people by their appearance.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ This guy just looks gentle and elegant, but he is actually several times stronger than himself!

Why are muscles "thin" and "tight" on Lao Tzu, but the best adjectives on Hua Qinnan are "strong" and "full"!

No wonder everyone covets Lao Tzu's chrysanthemum, isn't it a heavyweight?

Even with internal strength to protect the body, physical work is physical work after all.

Not long after, Hua Qinnan's forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat. He tore open the hem of his clothes neatly, and raised his long hair with strips of cloth. Every time he raised his arms, he exuded a strong Manly.

(*/ω＼*) It seems...a bit, sexy...

Σ(っ°Д°;)っThis, this rhythm is wrong, forget about it.

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