Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

"I don't want to be eaten by you!"

Zeyu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, but because of Chongyun's words floated upwards lightly, he had to quickly turn his head away to prevent Chongyun from seeing the difference.

"Then you eat me?"

Unexpectedly, Chong Yun became bolder and grabbed Ze Yu's hand, as if he wanted to touch it where he shouldn't.

"Dirty, go away."

Seeing that Zeyu was really about to lose his temper, Chongyun reluctantly let go of his hand, and took out the "gift" he gave him for the first time from behind, stuffed it solemnly into his hand, and joked:

"Well, since you always say it's a feather duster, then you should treat it as a duster. I promise, I will come back in six days. If it's half a day late, you can use it to whip me."

Unable to help laughing out loud, Zeyu raised her chin and tried to keep a straight face:

"Then you have to remember, you said this yourself, anyway, I will definitely not be soft."

"It's so cruel."

Touching Gou Zeyu's chin with his fingers, Chong Yun raised his eyes to meet his smiling eyes, and asked in a gentle voice:

"Look, since you have accepted everything I gave you, can I ask for a token of love?"

Hearing the words "a token of love", Zeyu's cheeks quickly turned red, she pursed her lips, and when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered:

Now that I don't have anything, I'm just a mortal with strong spiritual power, what can I give Chongyun?

"It's not that now, but after you return to your body, I want your protective heart scale, can you?"

As if guessing what Zeyu was thinking, Chongyun pressed against his ear and asked softly.

First startled, Zeyu blushed with shame, and faltered: "Hu Xinlin, isn't that..."

Squeezing Zeyu's nose viciously, Chongyun said solemnly: "Yes, then you have no reason not to practice dual cultivation with me."

"It's too small!"

"Oh, how about I just eat you before you go."

"You, don't mess around, I can barely think about it."

Seeing Zeyu shrank back in fright, Chongyun was very satisfied, but worried that if he continued, he would be even more reluctant:

"Then I'm leaving, you miss me."

Zeyu watched as Chongyun shook his body, turned back into the shape of a big white bird in an instant, soared into the air, lightly pecked his lips with the bright red beak, and flew out of the window.

The figure of the big white bird flew farther and farther until it turned into a white dot and disappeared in the sky.

His eyes were slightly astringent, Zeyu stood blankly in front of the window for a long time, Fang closed the window silently, when his eyes fell on the feather duster by the bed, a faint smile floated on the corner of his mouth, he turned and walked outside.

"Zeyu? Are you in there? How did the medical records go?"

Zeyu knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no sound inside. He obviously asked Bai Zhu, who said that Boss Xie had never come out of the room.

There was no other way, so Zeyu had to ask Baizhu to look for it in other places in the house, and if he couldn't find it, he would stand guard at the door so that he could leave a letter for him.

Just as he was about to go back to his room, he accidentally caught a glimpse of someone sneaking around in the corner, with his back turned to him, and he didn't know what he was digging.

Secretly gathering spiritual energy in her hands, Zeyu went around behind that person and shouted:

"who is it?"

The man was busy working with his face covered, when Zeyu yelled at him, he almost didn't let go of the hoe he was holding.

But when he turned around, he saw only Ze Yu alone, a pair of small triangular eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and his hands were full of veins, and he picked up a hoe and gouged Ze Yu:

"Bang!"

The hoe was bounced away by an invisible force, which made the man's mouth bloody, and only heard a scream of "嗤", the man held his half-numbed wrist and half knelt on the ground in pain.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Frowning, Zeyu was about to move forward, but unexpectedly the man still didn't give up, suddenly pulled out the dagger from his boots, and stabbed him straight in the stomach.

"I don't know what's wrong."

As if chasing flies away, Zeyu waved his hand, and the man's dagger split open, and the blade fell to the ground without a sound.

No matter how dull the thief is, he still sensed something was wrong at this moment. With hatred in his eyes, he moved back step by step, half-convinced and softly said:

"Don't come here! I still have some bank notes on me, so just pretend you haven't seen me."

Although the other party deliberately squeezed his throat to speak, Ze Yu sneered, and the mask on the thief's face turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

"So it was you, what were you doing just now?"

Narrowing his eyes, Zeyu lowered his face, he had been patient with this man for a long time.

The person in front of him was none other than the lingering boss of Wenxianglou. At this moment, he was full of astonishment, not understanding why his mask suddenly shattered.

"This was originally my house. I leaked something. I came back to pick it up. If you have the guts, go to the government and sue me!"

The boss's voice was weak, but he was angry. The person in front of him was obviously the idiot who had been used by him for several years in the restaurant, why should he occupy the house that belonged to him.

"You also know that this is, this is my place now, so what if I arrest you and go to the government?"

Zeyu's expression darkened, and he heard a very light "click". The boss was hit hard on the back of the neck, rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

After tying the boss into rice dumplings, Zeyu was not in a hurry to deal with this profiteer, he was more interested in the reason why the boss appeared here.

Squatting down by the wall, Zeyu stretched out his hand to touch the place where the boss plowed with a hoe just now, and from where the ground should be, there was a slight cool breeze blowing towards the palm of his hand.

Feeling terrified, Zeyu lay down and saw a few extremely thin weeds in the cracks in the corner of the wall. They were all young seedlings, with strange colors and shapes.

"Have you found Xie Zeyu?"

Carefully digging out a grass seedling, the anxious Zeyu ran to Xie Zeyu's door, only to see a white pig dozing off at the door.

The white pig shook his head: "I've wandered around, but I still can't find Boss Xie, could it be that he fell asleep inside?"

"Fell asleep?"

He slapped the door again, Zeyu didn't think Xie Zeyu would fall asleep to such an extent, silently said "offended", he opened the door with a little trick, the room was quiet, and he saw a person lying down under the bookcase at a glance, unconscious personnel.

"It's Zeyu! What's wrong with you?"

Anxiously turning over the people on the ground, Xie Zeyu's face turned into phantoms from time to time, his breathing was extremely weak, and his body was so light that he almost had no weight.

In a hurry, Zeyu dragged the dying Xie Zeyu to the bed, and couldn't help pacing back and forth in the room:

Now he is alone, where should we start?

"Bai Zhu, take care of Xie Zeyu, as soon as he wakes up, call me in the kitchen immediately."

After thinking for a long time, Zeyu told the white pig to clenched his fists and walked to the backyard.

"So hot!"

There was a dull pain in the back of the neck, and the boss slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the mist rising around him.

"What is this for?"

When he fully realized where he was, he instinctively struggled desperately, but the rope on his body was very strong, but it became tighter and tighter.

"It's up to me to ask that question."

Pretending to throw a piece of firewood under the iron pot, Zeyu took the time to pat the dust on his palm, and said with a dark smile:

"What's so special about stewed fish in an iron pot? I've wanted to try stewed human meat in an iron pot for a long time. Although you are older, boss, there are old ways to eat old meat."

"No! I don't taste good! Please let me go, I will give you all my money!"

Limbs can't move, the boss' facial features are distorted, tears are mixed with snot:

"All the shady things in the store are yours! I promise I won't dare in the future! Don't kill me!"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zeyu remained unmoved on the surface:

"To be clear, everything is mine, what do you mean?"

"Those fairy grasses and rare beasts are all thanks to the boss. If you are not satisfied, I have some left outside the city, and I will give you everything."

"You mean those fairy grasses in the corner? Then tell me how much you dug up before and how you used them."

As soon as the words fell, Zeyu clearly caught the flash of hesitation in the boss's eyes, and cast a contemptuous glance at the people in the pot. He knocked on the stove next to him unhurriedly, and asked in a sullen tone on purpose:

"The next step is to get rid of the smell of meat. You are the first person I eat. I can let you choose the seasoning yourself. Do you prefer ginger, spring onion or perilla?"

"do not want!"

The boss shouted hoarsely, Zeyu pretended to be irritated, turned on the "stove fire", and roared viciously:

"You're quite picky, so go all in and add some rice wine and soy sauce to marinate it more deliciously."

"I say! I say everything!"

At this point, the boss has long been frightened out of his wits, and in his eyes Zeyu is a life-threatening Yasha:

"I've lived here for more than ten years, and occasionally some strange-looking monsters would emerge from that crevice, and as soon as they came out, they would flee to the back mountain without any trace.

As for the grass jelly, I didn't take it seriously at first, because most of them died as soon as they left the ground. "

Frowning, Zeyu didn't say a word, but what the boss said next made him suddenly understand:

"However, Cai Shanxue, who died a few days ago, inadvertently suggested that it might be possible to try grafting. I asked someone to try to plant it. The growth is very good, and it is at the foot of the mountain.

It's a pity that I don't know who burned the vegetable garden today. I had no choice but to dig some more. "

As if afraid that Zeyu would not believe it, the boss rushed to prove:

"The fairy vegetables grown are quite extraordinary. As long as you add a little vegetable juice or grass powder to the rice, the diners will be addicted and will come back again and again. With this trump card, no one in this city will be your opponent , you will definitely want it."

"Sorry, this kind of thing makes me sick when I hear it."

Unable to hide the disgust in his heart, Zeyu kicked the iron pot in disgust, and asked forcefully:

"Apart from these, is there anything else?"

"No, no, I swear, everything is in my store, as long as you let me go back."

The water in the iron pot gradually cooled down, and the boss was overjoyed. Zeyu finally changed his mind, and was about to flatter him, when he was hit hard on the back, and before he could groan, he passed out again.

"A person like you is simply not worthy of being called a human being, so you should go to hell."

After letting go of the water in the iron pot, Zeyu picked up the boss's collar and shut him into the woodshed.

How to punish the boss is a trivial matter, but how to save those who ate poisonous weeds is the biggest problem. Here Zeyu is holding his chin in a daze when the white pig gallops over from the corridor and almost hits him:

"Boss, boss, thank you boss for waking up!"

Lying on the bed weakly, Xie Zeyu's hands and feet were weak, and he said weakly:

"I'm sorry to trouble you again, I think I was too impatient."

"It's okay, let's rest for a while, anyway, I will watch here."

Seeing his body like this, Zeyu didn't want to blame anything, but took out the grass seedlings in his arms, and asked tentatively:

"When you wanted this house, did it have something to do with it?"

……

Passing through countless mountains and rivers, Chongyun left under the scorching sun, flew all the way to the full moon, and finally landed slowly on a lake surrounded by fairy mist.

Following Xie Zeyu's prompt, he twirled a feather, injected spiritual energy, and plunged into the water obliquely.

After a while, ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror-like lake, and a sullen voice came from the bottom of the lake:

"Are you the little white goose who has a heart for my son?"

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