Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

Ye Baiyi has leftovers!

Young Master Kongsang still doesn't know at this moment, this is such a fantasy sentence.

Now she only saw that the beautiful rascal in white was full of food, lying there sprawled there, emptying herself without moving.

Ye Baiyi rested his head on the huge sword, laying on his back in a chair, with one hand resting on his stomach, his expression seemed to be in pain and joy, probably because he was really stretched out, and it was a novel experience he had never had before. .

"...The toilet is on the right hand side and goes straight to the end."

The young master really couldn't see it, "You are so prone to esophageal reflux, go and defecate."

"Hey, you little brat!"

Ye Baiyi struggled to sit up and glared at her.

"..."

The young master didn't want to quarrel with him, so he picked up the plate by himself.

Facing the huge amount of leftovers on the table, she silently sighed that it was hard to clean up now.

She has seen many people who can eat, but this person who calls himself "Ye Baiyi" may be the first one.

Originally, he just wanted to order random dishes to fill his stomach, but he couldn't help Ye Baiyi asking for more after eating, and asking for more after eating, it was like a bottomless pit.

Ye Baiyi looked too confident. This vigorous posture of cooking made people mistakenly think that he could keep eating.Young Master Kongsang took it seriously, and took it for granted that he cooked a table of dishes for a banquet. It was quite normal for him not to be able to eat.

There is one thing to say, it is quite rare for Ye Baiyi to be able to eat so much, and it may be because he can eat that he is a little different from ordinary mortals.

People who can eat have great strength, run fast, and it seems understandable that they can have the power to retrograde the world.

The young master glanced at Ye Baiyi, weighing some things in his heart, and at the same time picked up a plate of leftovers, picked up chopsticks and began to pick and choose.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Baiyi suddenly straightened his waist, his eyes moved up and down with the chopsticks, revealing a faint reluctance, "You... want to throw them away?"

"No...it's not good to waste after all."

The young master took out a big iron basin, poured the dishes into it, and explained while pouring, "I raised some pigs, you can't eat them, let's see if they can eat them."

"..."

This sentence... Ye Baiyi inexplicably had the illusion that he was added to the list of five animals and six animals.

"Feed the pigs?... The one on the table is Dongpo pork, right? You feed the pork to the pigs? Dare the pigs eat it???"

Ye Baiyi twitched the corner of his mouth, and rolled his eyes almost to the sky.

The young master paused for a moment with the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at him blankly: "...What are you worried about for the pig?"

"..."

"Are you okay? You can go to the toilet if you are full and feel uncomfortable. Don't argue with me."

The young master nodded sympathetically at him, picked up the basin and turned to go to the backyard.

Ye Baiyi stretched out an index finger: "...you!"

"..." Then the sound was silenced.

——Damn it, he didn't know where to start in the blink of an eye!

Because there are too many leverage points, no matter which one you decide to leverage first, you will inevitably feel that it is a loss!

Hesitation will lead to defeat, and decisiveness will be in vain.

Ye Baiyi, who pursued perfection, hesitated for a moment and missed the prime time to retaliate, so he had to adopt a more concise method.

"You little bastard!!!"

Ye Baiyi maintained a tense posture, watching the young master go to feed the pigs.

Little Lord:"……"

The young master turned a deaf ear and silently quickened his pace.

There was only one person left in the room, but it didn't look deserted.

Compared with Changming Mountain, which is snow-covered and frozen all year round, Kongsang Manor gives people a very different feeling.

The mansion of the God of Cookery is like spring all the year round, and the sound of the stream rushing and soaking the land can be heard between the mulberry trees, giving people a feeling of continuous life, which is mixed with a few clear birdsong from time to time.

Outside the window, a huge unknown flower tree is in full bloom. The new stamens of the big flowers block the bright sunlight, like a colorful and burning candle in the same tree.

The silhouette of the shadow it cast is soft and fragrant, wrapped in the petals stripped by the wind, stretching unsteadily to the table.

The wind lifted two tulle curtains, and Ye Baiyi leaned on his chin, enjoying the silence of the room.

There is a paradise beyond the rice fields.

The sword fairy in white rubbed his chopsticks for a long time, and lowered his eyes with a faint smile.

Counting with my fingers, how long has it been since I had such a hearty meal?

The years in Changming Mountain are hard to count... The cold is so cold that I don't know the years.

After eating ice and snow for most of my life, it is indeed a dish made by humans and can be eaten by others.

Because there is temperature.

Ye Baiyi slowly poured himself a sip of tea.

Young time seems to be a thing of the previous life.

At that time, I drank good wine with my friends and relatives, and ate happily, and the spring breeze and mountains and rivers filled my chest one after another.

All the miracles related to life are probably at this temperature.

It's been a long time.

It's been so long that people have the urge to cry.

Ye Baiyi shook his head with a smile, habitually hung his wrist and lifted the teacup, wanting to give it to his old friend in the spring.

But as if thinking of something, the movement of pouring the cup paused slightly.

Turning a corner, he handed the teacup to his lips again, and smiled softly.

"Changqing, you have been drinking so much for 50 years—I'm sorry, this cup belongs to me!"

All in one drink.

……

……

When the young master Kongsang returned from feeding the pigs, he saw such a scene.

Like a first-quarter moon, the sword fairy in white was tilted in his seat and poured himself a drink, with an expression of infinite emotion and reminiscence of the glorious years, and the floor tiles under his feet were covered with light yellow tea.

"...When I used to raise dogs, it was often like this on the ground." The young master whispered.

"What did you say?"

The romance and nostalgia on Ye Baiyi's face with extremely sharp ears were swept away in an instant, and he squeezed the teacup furiously, as if he would use his peerless martial arts to crush it in the next second, "You little bastard! You know what a fart! "

"...It's nothing." Young Master Kongsang put down the pig feed basin with some embarrassment, and bent down to get the mop, "Your ears are very good."

"Hehe!" Ye Baiyi stood up with a flick of his sleeves, with a half-hearted smile.

This trip to feed the pigs, the young master obviously had a lot of leftovers in the pot, and it felt like he didn't manage to feed a lot of them.

Ye Baiyi poked his neck, and immediately clapped his hands gleefully and smiled.

"How about it! I told you earlier, pigs dare not eat it?!"

"……what?"

The young master was stunned for a moment before he remembered what he was referring to.

"No..." she reluctantly explained, "...the main reason is that there are too many, and the pigs can't eat them."

"..."

Scolding a pig will affect him, Ye Baiyi choked up a thousand words in his throat: "Aren't there any other animals in your house?"

"Yes, I have a chicken coop and a fish pond, but none of the animals can digest this kind of food."

The young master sighed, "Only pigs can do it."

"..."

"Then who told you not to raise other animals!"

Ye Baiyi became angry for no reason, "Then why do you raise it with poor digestion? It's too low-level!"

"..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ye Baiyi felt that he seemed to be at a loss for words in order to argue back.

Looking at Young Master Sang's lost expression, Ye Baiyi decided to stop the loss in time before he was found to be logically abnormal.

"That's all! Don't care about Huangkou children."

The sword fairy in white turned his body with his hands behind his back, the vicissitudes of the epee dragon's back covered his expression.

"...Anyway, you did a good job!"

"This meal is a treat, so—child, what's your name? What wish do you have? Just tell me!"

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I can finally write fight scenes and plots, it suffocates me