Chapter 289 Dog Meat

Ye Xiaochuan held a casserole and washed the dog leg he bought from an unknown farmer's kitchen by the small river east of Xiaozhou Village. Then he found a rather large dog leg from the Qiankun bag. Using a large casserole, he cut the dog legs into small pieces with a sharp sword, then he held the casserole and used his body skills to run towards the abandoned village two miles to the west.

When this guy came down the mountain, because of the Qiankun storage bag, in order to save money for training in the mortal world, he emptied almost everything in his residence. He brought a set of pots and pans, as well as oil, salt and spices. Quite a few.

Just to have a mouthful of hot soup when sleeping in the wilderness so as not to starve.

When he was approaching the abandoned charity village, he saw a small vegetable garden on the side of the road. He picked up a few red radishes and then walked towards the abandoned charity village with satisfaction.

When he returned to the gate of Yizhuang, he shouted: "I'm back! Let's have meat tonight!"

At this time, Yang Linger and Baili Yuan, who were confronting each other in the Yizhuang lobby, relaxed at the same time.

Bailiyuan jumped down from the coffin board, and Yang Ling'er also retracted her long legs.

Yang Ling'er smiled slightly, as if she and Baili Yuan were not confronting each other with their true strength in the hall just now.

She smiled and said: "Water Fairy, you and I are from the same sect. Our master has a close personal relationship with Senior Liubo. I am the saint of Piaomiao Pavilion. It is inconvenient for my identity to be revealed. Please take care of you and me, Water Fairy." For the teacher's sake, you don't need to tell Ye Xiaochuan about my identity. I know you don't like me, so I'll just find an excuse to leave you tomorrow."

Bailiyuan rolled his eyes and smiled, as if the two of them had not made a move before.

She thought to herself that if Ye Xiaochuan knew the true identity of Yang Ling'er in front of him, with this boy's lecherous character, something ridiculous might happen, and there might even be news about the relationship between Cangyun Sect's prodigal son and Piaomiao Pavilion's Bingqing Yujie. Ambiguous scandals between saints.

I don't know why, but this is what Bailiyuan doesn't want to see.

So he nodded in agreement and said, "I can keep your identity secret."

When Ye Xiaochuan walked into the lobby of Yizhuang holding a casserole and gnawing radishes, Baili Yuan and Yang Ling'er's expressions had already returned to normal, like long-lost sisters, who could almost wear a mini skirt.

Ye Xiaochuan did not doubt that he was there, he put the casserole on the ground, looked around, and said: "Stealing Immortal Yuan, didn't I ask you to find some wood to make a fire before I left? Why are you lazy again? Mr. Yang It costs money, so we can’t let him do the work.”

Bailiyuan rolled her eyes at Ye Xiaochuan and said, "What's so great about having money? I'm a woman, can you two men be a little compassionate?"

Bailiyuan was very savage, and Ye Xiaochuan didn't dare to provoke him.

Yang Ling'er is very rich, and Ye Xiaochuan can be regarded as the God of Wealth.

So, he had no choice but to pout and collect some wood himself.

Fortunately, there were many old and rotten coffins in the lobby of this Yi Zhuang. There was a lot of rotten wood, so a bonfire was set up without much effort.

Yang Ling'er and Bai Liyuan each dragged a coffin board and sat around the fire, with a casserole hanging from the flames. Soon, the mouth-watering aroma filled the entire Yizhuang lobby.

When Baili Yuan smelled the fragrance, she was immediately overjoyed and said, "Where did you get the fragrant meat?"

Fragrant meat is dog meat. In winter, cooking a pot of fragrant meat and drinking a few drinks to cook knives are the happiest things for Ye Xiaochuan's master, Zui Taoist.

Ye Xiaochuan has naturally not eaten less in the past ten years.

He chuckled and said, "I paid money to buy it from the villagers. The freshly slaughtered night-scented pork has been made with my own secret recipe. It will definitely satisfy you."

Yang Ling'er didn't know what fragrant meat was, but smelling the strong aroma wafting from the casserole made her mouth water.

There are no disciples from Piaomiao Pavilion present, and she does not have the usual aloof saintly attitude. She is looking at the meat in the pot eagerly. If Ye Xiaochuan hadn't stopped her, she would have grabbed it.

After simmering for about half an hour, as Baili Yuan and Yang Ling'er looked at each other eagerly, Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouths. Isn't it just a pot of fragrant meat? Isn't it a shame?"

Yang Ling'er said pitifully: "Young Master Ye, I'm so hungry, can I eat?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "That's enough..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ling'er and Baili Yuan directly joined forces to bring down the casserole from the campfire.

The two of them had already prepared bowls and chopsticks. They grabbed the chopsticks and fished them into the pot, as if they were reincarnated by starving ghosts.

Seeing the two of them eating with gusto, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help feeling a little proud.

In the past ten years or so, I didn't learn any other skills in Cangyun Mountain. I cooked for the old alcoholic master every day. As a result, my cooking skills became so good that I could work as a chef in a restaurant.

He felt that he should not be a cultivator, but a cook.

After spending a few days with Ye Xiaochuan, Yang Ling'er almost completely got rid of her identity as the saint of Piaomiao Pavilion. She ate indiscriminately without any image, and her mouth was full of grease.

She had never tasted this pot of meat before. It was smooth, delicious and chewy.

As she ate, she said inarticulately: "Is this a wild boar? Or a deer? It's so delicious! I've never eaten such delicious meat at home before!"

Ye Xiaochuan laughed and said: "You are a rich man, so naturally you will not eat such cheap meat that cannot be served at a banquet. If you like to eat it, I can cook it for you every day, as long as you pay."

Yang Ling'er nodded and said: "I have money... If only I could bring Little Hei here, he likes to eat meat the most."

Bai Li Yuan said: "Who is Xiao Hei?"

Yang Ling'er said: "I have a little black dog that I have raised since I was a child. I am usually very lonely, but Xiao Hei keeps me company! He is my only friend since I was a child!"

Ye Xiaochuan and Bai Li Yuan's expressions froze, and they looked at each other. Ye Xiaochuan felt something was wrong, and he lowered his head guiltily, chewing the steamed bun and not daring to say anything.

Yang Ling'er saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and stuffed a few pieces of dog meat into her mouth, chewing while saying: "What's wrong with you? Don't you like dogs? Dogs are the most loyal! The cutest! Everyone will betray you and deceive people, but dogs won't!"

Ye Xiaochuan coughed and stammered: "Mr. Yang, in fact, everyone... everyone loves dogs in different ways, cough cough, some people like the loyalty of dogs, some people like another use of dogs, cough cough..."

Bai Li Yuan was holding back a laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, and seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't dare to eat the dog meat, and he hid aside to chew the steamed buns with a guilty conscience. Baili Yuan didn't eat much either, and almost all of it went into Yang Ling'er's belly.

When she was almost done eating, Baili Yuan's eyes rolled, revealing a cunning look.

She stood up and said, "I'm full. This pot of dog meat is really good. Young Master Ye, make another pot tomorrow..."

Ye Xiaochuan stared at Baili Yuan. If eyes could kill, Baili Yuan would have been torn into pieces by five horses at this moment.