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Someone gnawed half of the golden fruit, brushed it from the corner of Clear's mouth, and fell to the ground. Clearly stretched out his tongue and licked it instinctively, and the brown pupils staring at An Ke dilated instantly.

Delicious hidden weapon?

He really hid his strength!

An Ke was grabbed by the collar tightly by the people behind him. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

Too bad, there is no evidence for stealing the meat, and the hidden weapon was thrown with a stone hammer. The point is that the hidden weapon was gnawed by him.

An Ke was like a chick waiting to be slaughtered, her body stiffened and she didn't dare to move, for fear of angering Klier.

"I really... admit defeat."

"The kind that admit defeat with strength..."

The hand that grabbed the collar tightened even tighter.

"Any more?"

An Ke:? ?

"Delicious hidden weapon."

An Ke:? !

An Ke stared lovingly at the hard-won barbecue in his hand, saliva crazily from his mouth. Although the skin of the barbecue was already cold, the crispy brown surface was still mouth-watering.

"Ouch-"

He finally eats meat!

An Ke greedily took a big bite, chewed vigorously, then...put down the barbecue in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

The barbecue smells delicious, but it is probably because he is extremely sensitive to meat, or because there is no spice to remove the fishy smell and seasoning, the mouth is full of meaty smell that cannot be concealed, which makes people sick. When you bite it open, what overflows is greasy The gravy is incomparable with the charcoal barbecue in the modern world.

The primitive cooking technique once again successfully dissuaded him, a human being in this world.

Alas, good food is a disaster when it comes to people who can't cook.

Looking at the people around him, they were eating the second-generation moon fruit that he had failed to grow, and they were almost eating the fruit he brought out from the space.

He came to a conclusion - people in other worlds have no sense of taste.

An Ke looked up at the sky. It was already past noon. For safety reasons, he had better return by the same route during the day. If night came, unknown dangers in the forest would start to wake up.

An Ke wrapped the unfinished barbecue with leaves and put it in the bag, planning to take it home for secondary processing, then stood up and patted the dead leaves on the clothes, and bowed politely to Klier, Now that the misunderstanding between the two has been resolved, and Klier is still willing to give him his barbecue, they are already half friends.

"Nice to meet you, but now I have to go home."

"I'll go with you."

Before he could take a step, Klier, who was about to duel with An Ke indifferently before, seemed to be a different person. He carefully grabbed the corner of An Ke's clothes, as if he was afraid that An Ke would throw him here.

Although An Ke is no longer afraid of Klier, the fighting power of the person in front of him is unknown and his origin is unknown. Taking him back to the village needs to be reconsidered.

"You can call me Claire."

He has to follow the person who can produce delicious fruits in front of him, not only for the food, but also to change his boring life of the strongest.

In fact, Clear is the strongest of the giant dragon clan. So far, no brave man on the mainland can defeat him. Finally, a few days ago, the giant dragon was fed up with the days of standing on the top and looking down on all beings, and wanted to find someone who could defeat him. The matching opponent, Long Ji told him that the first person he met in the forest was the one who could defeat him in the future, that is, the thin Anke, so he had to follow him.

"I apologize again for what happened just now."

An Ke hesitated: "Where did you come from? Why are you alone in this forest?"

"I'm a giant..."

It's so dangerous, I almost slipped my mouth.

Clear recalled the set of rhetoric that the dragon priest taught him before leaving, and typed the script in his heart.

"My home was destroyed by a dragon, and I came here as a wanderer."

"I'm now homeless."

Very good, the person in front of him has obviously loosened up, and he needs another dose of food. Clear thought about it, he seems to like meat very much, ha, he got it!

"If you take me in, I can help you hunt."

Sure enough, An Ke couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

What an exciting condition, An Ke looked up and down again for Klier. He has a good physique and is also very handsome. If he can help him hunt, then wouldn't he be able to eat meat?

An Ke no longer hesitated, and readily agreed: "Well, except for hunting, I may need your help often in the future."

Like a series of drudgery that Furry can't do.

When the two of them approached the village, it was time for dinner, and wisps of cooking smoke began to rise in the village.

An Ke found that Kelier's eyes moved to the cloth bag around his waist from time to time, and he almost wrote on his face: I want to eat. He really can't stand the naked/naked/naked gaze .

"Clear, are you hungry?"

Clear, who was kicking the grass by the side of the road, was startled suddenly, stood upright suddenly, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"A little bit, I want to eat that golden fruit in the afternoon."

He understood that hunting is fake, but wanting to eat is real.

Looking at Klier, who was happily eating the moon fruit, An Ke suddenly discovered that he had another use—that is, to try it, and the failed products in the future would no longer have to be digested by others.

…………

"Is this our future home?"

Clear pointed to the dilapidated wooden house in front of him, resisting the disbelief and shock in his tone, and tried his best to make this sentence sound like a normal inquiry.

Fortunately, An Ke, who has never been able to read words and expressions, did not hear his subtext, and still nodded obediently.

The house in front of me is pitifully small. The wood used as the roof has been in disrepair for a long time. There is a big hole that was barely blocked with rags. The wooden windows of the house are missing two pieces of glass. It doesn’t look like it can shelter from the wind. The way it rains.

Seeing that Klier had been looking at his house, An Ke finally came to his senses, and explained with some embarrassment: "I found this house temporarily, and it can barely accommodate people."

Reluctantly An Ke bit the word very lightly.

Although his cave is not as exquisite and small as human buildings, it is full of dazzling jewels and tributes from the brave men he defeated. His nest is made of soft animal hair, warm And comfortable, this is the first time he has seen such a simple building.

Facts have proved that the person in front of him is indeed ulterior, otherwise how could he survive in such a difficult environment?

He must find another time to duel with him.

However, to Klier's surprise, the interior of the wooden house was seriously inconsistent with the exterior structure. Although there were no expensive furniture or valuables, it was very clean, and it should have been carefully cleaned. Of course, it may have something to do with the lack of interior items. After all, except for a stone bed and some bottles and jars on the closet, An Ke has nothing else that can make the house dirty.

"Sit down for a while, I have to cook."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Klier, who was about to sit down, stood up again, cooking?

Is it the golden yellow fruit that is delicious for cooking?

The usually lazy dragon became active: "No, I'll help."

An Ke turned to the back of the room, brought out a bundle of firewood collected earlier, put them into the simple earthen stove that had been built before, stuffed the raw flint into Klier's hand, and began to direct He: "Mr. Huo, I will go to the house to get the stone pot."

light a fire?Use two inconspicuous stones in front of you?

It's not as fast as using the dragon's fire magic.

So, outside someone's invisible house, a young man was lighting a fire with his hands. Even though he tried his best to control his magic, he still used too much force, and a pile of firewood was burned to ashes in an instant.

Clear:! !

Damn it, the annoyance of the strong.

Fearing that An Ke would find out, someone with a guilty conscience hurriedly used magic to clean up the ashes in the clay stove, replaced it with new firewood, and obediently used the raw flint.

Inside the house, An Ke took a few remaining white bird eggs from the cupboard. This is one of the foods he can accept, and it is also a rare food that is more delicious than eggs in the real world. The fishy smell of white bird eggs is very weak, especially After heating, it can be completely ignored. Even if it is just a boiled egg, it can still satisfy An Ke who can't eat meat now.

Several white bird eggs filled a bowl full of egg liquid, and the simple wooden chopsticks stirred the egg liquid evenly and viscously, which surprised Klier who sneaked in.

His opponent is really extraordinary!

Clear's eyes moved with An Ke's movements, and from time to time he exclaimed curiously like a child.

After making the egg liquid, An Ke took out the leftover meat from the bag at noon, cut the whole piece of meat into slices with a stone knife, and then put it into the egg liquid. The golden egg liquid tightly wrapped the meat slices, To make every piece of meat more smooth, tender and delicious, he planned to make a simple egg liquid wrapped meat, but because of the lack of spices, the taste of the final product can only be determined by fate.

"Okay, Clear, help me move my things out."

"Ow."

However, the people around him were all focused on the food in An Ke's hands, and even the stone pot was a little slow. He really wanted to know what the emaciated young man in front of him was going to do, and the action of placing the stone pot was so fast And urgent.

Seeing what he was thinking, An Ke couldn't help but reminded with a smile: "Clear! Slow down, if anything goes wrong, we will only be hungry tonight."

Claire rubbed his nose, smiled a little embarrassedly, and straightened the crooked stone pot again.

The two sat cross-legged on the ground, listening to the crackling of the firewood in the stove, and the small white smoke began to rise from the stone pot.

it's time.

An Ke casually picked up the clay pot closest to him. This was the small pot of animal fat that he finally asked Mary for. It hadn't been used yet, and he didn't know if it could replace the delicious lard in the world.

Opening the jar, a unique aroma wafted out of the solidified white oil. An Ke scooped out half a spoonful with a wooden spoon and gently put it into the stone pot. The oil melted instantly and turned into a crystal clear oil.

Clear:! !

Miraculous, what kind of unknown magic is this?

He wants to duel with An Ke now!

The boy is a formidable opponent, and it would be an honor for the dragon if he could defeat him!

The fat has all melted, exuding a strange aroma, which is comparable to lard. When the oil bubbles, the meat slices covered with egg liquid are put into the stone pot one by one, and the melted fat and egg liquid come into intimate contact. , made a tempting sound of "sizzling", and waited until the other side was slightly charred before An Ke turned the meat slices over. After all, foods such as potatoes and eggs that are slightly charred are simply amazing forever!

Klier, who always only ate simple grilled meat, was stunned. He couldn't imagine that the scene of human cooking was so extraordinary, and he really didn't know that the combination of white bird eggs and dwarf bear meat was so wonderful.

It seems that following An Ke is the most correct choice he has ever made in his life.

The small stone bowl was gradually filled with fried sliced ​​meat, and the leftover meat at noon was relatively large, so An Ke specially reserved some of it, planning to make another sliced ​​meat soup.

There are no bean sprouts and cabbage bases in the modern world, and the sliced ​​meat soup is extremely simple, just adding some green leafy vegetables with thick stems and old leaves.

Green leafy vegetables are also one of the common vegetarian dishes. It tastes a bit like cabbage, but it is completely incomparable. It is tender and juicy and has nothing to do with it. Space can’t do anything about it. If it is transformed into a soft and slightly sweet vegetable, it is simply nightmare.

Seeing that the green leafy vegetables are softening, and the sliced ​​​​meat soup is also finished, let's start!

One dish, one soup, and then add some fruits and vegetables, and life will be complete.

The giant dragon, who had swallowed countless mouthfuls of saliva, finally couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his head and stared at An Ke pitifully: "Can I eat it?"

"of course."

An Ke kindly handed the wooden spoon to the giant dragon. After all, not everyone has the ability to use chopsticks.

Scooping slices of meat with a spoon is funny, but it doesn't affect Mr. Dragon's determination to eat.

Clear put the sliced ​​meat into his mouth without hesitation, while An Ke stared at him expectantly. After all, this was the first meal he cooked in another world. I hope this is a good start.

At this moment, there is only the sound of the dragon chewing.

Clear: Hands kissed by the gods! !

The author has something to say: Another book: "When I Transmigrated Into My Opponent's Brain Hole"

Duan Ziye had a rival since he was a child, he hated him, he hated him to the point where he would fight in his dreams, and then he was completely abused...

And it's on the bed...

Since then, Duan Ziye's nightlife has been rich and colorful:

First Night, Double Literature

Second night, run with the ball

Third Night, Empire ABO

Shock!This is actually the brain hole of the enemy!

Duan Ziye: I treat you as an enemy, but you actually want to fuck me?

later later...

lie down slowly at night

Still abused during the day

Fried hair attacked by *big bad wolf