Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

Han Qianling stood there silently, scanning the pot of hot water that had begun to emit white mist, the soy vinegar, oil and salt in the small dish folded out of leaves, and those two sets were obviously made on site. Bowls and chopsticks from anywhere.

Although his face was still calm and unwavering, his eyes inevitably revealed a deep sluggishness, as if expecting the answer to fall from the sky, giving him a reasonable explanation for the scene in front of him.

Moreover, it wasn't his dizziness, what happened to the pattern carved out of the wooden bowl?

If he reads it right... Is that a Q version of the villain who painted his image in two or three strokes?

Han Qianling: "..."

Luo Jiujiang was too familiar with Han Qianling. He knew in detail what each small change in the other's expression meant what a different meaning.

Seeing Han Qianling's silent appearance now, although Luo Jiujiang's face was still restrained and did not leak any signs, in his heart, he almost broke his belly with a smile.

Luo Jiujiang cleared his throat and asked with great concern: "I'm back? Let me see... Oh, the action is fast, and the reward is not small."

Han Qianling: "...not as good as you."

He still couldn't explain reasonably how the pile of things in front of him came out of thin air.

The backpack behind Luo Jiujiang has a mediocre capacity. With Han Qianling's experience, you can judge from the shape of the backpack roughly what the other party is carrying with them.

At least, he was pretty sure that, ten minutes ago, before he went to beat the rabbit, the contents of Luo Jiujiang's backpack absolutely did not include the tortoise-shell cauldron in front of him.

...So how did it come out? !

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Han Qianling peeking at the turtle shell.

He quietly shared his feelings with the system in his heart: [Really... It's hard to see Qianling's lively appearance. ]

How nice, with a bit of youthfulness and curiosity about the world, because of a moment of soft heart, I will remind Luo Jiujiang "you can choose my things as rewards, even my personal objects." of……

In Luo Jiujiang's memory, Han Qianling's appearance is too rare.

He and Qianling are juvenile bamboo horses, and Qianling has carried part of the inheritance memory of the Dragon God since his birth.

Therefore, in Luo Jiujiang's memories, Qianling was always so mature and prudent, with ease, and at the same time not showing his emotions.

Only in front of Luo Jiujiang, he will reveal his true emotions, but most of the time, those emotions are just rejection and fatigue to the outside world.

Luo Jiujiang almost never saw him curious about anything.

Because of the memory of the dragon god, most of the secrets in the world are like a book with a registered catalog to Han Qianling.

As for the things that Dragon God's memory could not tell him, Han Qianling had no interest in exploring.

Luo Jiujiang murmured in his heart: [I want to... I want to reach out and touch him. ]

[Think now. ]

How attractive.

A living Qianling with big doubts in his heart, who thought he was hiding well.

A Qianling who wanted to put the hare and the deer beside Luo Jiujiang, but was a little bit distressed because Luo Jiujiang's side was too full.

So young, so fresh, with novelty and...innocence.

Luo Jiujiang wanted to hug him, shook Han Qianling's hand firmly, and also wanted to gently stroke the other's sideburns, calling him "Qianling".

Because he is a close friend of Qianling for decades, because he is the family of Qianling who has slept and ate at the same time since childhood, and because he is the only lover of Qianling.

——I found such a precious piece of soul, this is Qianling's lost curiosity, and the gap that he should have been born with.

Qianling was supposed to be a whiteboard, he shouldn't have suffered so much, nor should he be forcibly stained with malicious colors when he was just born.

Luo Jiujiang's heart was filled with emotion. At that moment, there were a thousand excitements and ten thousand sighs in his heart.

Bai Wei Chen's mixed feelings flowed out through his eyes, which made his eyes carry distinct levels of love and cherishment.

Han Qianling only cleared up an open space to place the prey, and when he raised his head, he ran into Luo Jiujiang's line of sight, and was stunned.

At that moment, the external feelings were much faster than Han Qianling's thoughts, just as instinct overwhelmed reason. Only in the blink of an eye, the pores on Han Qianling's body opened properly, as if a traveller who was in the dust finally arrived at the station and took a hot bath that was relaxing.

In hindsight, Han Qianling suddenly realized that, since when he was born, the pain that was inherently entangled in the flesh and bones has disappeared.

He doesn't hurt anymore.

As if from the first sight of this person, there was a pair of invisible arms around his shoulders and necks, stroking his forehead and the back of his hands, and smoothing out all the pain silently.

A sudden impulse hit Han Qianling's heart, and he couldn't help but open his mouth: "...I haven't asked your name yet."

In the current context, this sentence is undoubtedly a bit abrupt and untimely.

But the person opposite him still sat calmly on the spot, with no surprise in his expression.

As if it was in his heart, no matter what amazing things Han Qianling did, it was completely reasonable to him.

"Ye Lianjiang." Luo Jiujiang said briefly.

The next moment, he emphasized his other name: "However, you still call me'Jiujiang'. This is my stage name, doesn't it sound good?"

Han Qianling: "..."

He answered politely: "It sounds good."

Don't mention Han Qianling, even the off-site spectators couldn't help but complain to Luo Jiujiang.

-"What stage name? What about it, do you have to have a stage name if you are a wild hunter? Has anyone heard of this rule?"

-"I think it should be a net name."

-"But, take a look at the head up in the live broadcast room..."

Receiving the reminder of this barrage, the audience glanced at the title of the live broadcast room.

The ink-colored No. 4 bold font is simple, concise, and unpretentious. In the bells and whistles of "$", "[玫瑰花]", "&", "de" and other bells and whistles in the anchor’s room, it’s just like nothing. Click the clear stream of desire.

This live broadcast room is called "Ye Lianjiang's live broadcast room".

Audiences:"……"

Yes, the stage name is on the scene to make a live debut. What is wrong with this anchor?

…………

Luo Jiujiang arranged them clearly for the two prey brought back by Han Qianling.

The rabbit is scalded with boiling water and skinned while it is hot. Then put the whole piece of rabbit meat in boiling water with thirteen incense to let the flavor of the spicy aniseed infiltrate the rabbit meat.

Immediately, cut the faintly fragrant rabbit meat into cubes with a sharp knife. Each piece is a square shaped like a finger belly. The processed rabbit meat has distinct grains and is chewy and delicious.

Then use a wide oil to moisturize the pan, first use a small packet of chili brought by the original owner and place it in the oil to boil the spicy flavor of millet. Then put the diced meat in the pot and stir fry until the soup is dry and spicy. It's puffing, and it makes people feel salivating when they smell it.

Bright red peppers are dotted between the rabbit meat dipped in sauce, and the greasy dish is covered with a layer of sticky soup that is not dried. Regardless of how it tastes, it is visually conquering the eyes of the spectator.

Then remove the tortoise shell cauldron from the fire. Leave the rabbit meat in the pot, just wait for it to cool and serve, and it will be a minimalist version of the cold rabbit.

Coupled with Luo Jiujiang's craftsmanship, the right heat, and the superb ingredients that have been washed with aura, this dish is poorly prepared and made in a hurry, and the steps are slightly rough, but its taste definitely makes people **** in saliva.

As for the deer, because it is too big to finish a meal, Luo Jiujiang takes the essence.

Tear off the two hind legs with the richest live meat, peeled and washed them, cut across the texture and then smeared with salt. Use the little spice left over from the cooking of the rabbit to spread evenly on the meat of the deer, then lift the legs of the deer and evenly turn the fire to roast. After a while, the oil will start to swell.

Just after the deer was processed, the rabbit meat in the pot also cooled down. Luo Jiujiang put it on the plate and cleaned the pot to remove the spiciness, and the mushroom soup was ready.

There was a heavy rain in the mountains yesterday, and today the mushrooms were picked by Luo Jiujiang just after their heads. It was the time when the taste was the sweetest. You don't need too many seasonings to season it. Just a little salt is just right to eat.

It is like rabbit meat with a fishy smell, so it is necessary to use heavy spicy to cover up the fishy smell, so as to highlight the original solid taste and unique smell of rabbit meat. It is a refreshing snack.

Just like the ancient poem "The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, it is natural to carve", for the mountain treasures like mushrooms, using too much spices will lose its authenticity.

As for the roe deer, this ingredient is not too smelly, the portion is large, the meat is delicious and tender, and the gravy is full, just enough to make a full meal.

With the staple food, side dishes and soup, this meal is a bit interesting.

"The seasoning is still too little." Luo Jiujiang regretfully explained to Han Qianling, "If you don't have honey, longan, star anise, etc., what you make is not the best. And if you are tired, mushroom soup is not the best. As expected, vegetable soup is better..."

Han Qianling couldn't feel that it was not delicious. In fact, Luo Jiujiang's ability to collect materials on the spot had already impressed him.

He took the chopsticks handed by Luo Jiujiang, took a bite of the rabbit, and fell into a deep, philosophical, and long silence.

"What are you thinking?" Luo Jiujiang asked him with a smile.

"...You really are not a cook?"

Luo Jiujiang laughed blankly: "I don't seem to have said that I am not a cook."

Han Qianling: "..."

He paused for a while, and finally couldn't help asking Luo Jiujiang: "If you are a cook... why do you do this?"

"Do you still want to go into the mountains with me?"

The cook came to work as a wilderness hunter. He thought he was too fat, and he must feed it into the mutant beast's mouth.

Although Han Qianling had spoken as tactfully as possible, his eyes still clearly expressed his emotions: Are you afraid of lifelessness?

For this question, Luo Jiujiang is even more innocent: "Of course I went into the mountains with you. What's the point of not coming here for you or me!"

Han Qianling: "..."

He ate a straight ball from Luo Jiujiang, and his expression was a little dazed at once.

There was a somewhat obvious struggling look between Han Qianling's eyebrows, and Luo Jiujiang could almost see the battle between heaven and human in his mind through Han Qianling's expression.

——This person’s cooking is delicious. He happens to be an anchor and wants to follow me very much.

——But this person is a weak chicken, can't take him, take him to death.

——But he cooks really delicious!

After a while, Han Qianling finally made the biggest concession in his life.

Luo Jiujiang looked at him expectantly.

Han Qianling said: "I will give you money and you will open a shop. I will definitely go to your place to eat, give you an inscription, give you an autograph, and after taking a photo with you, you can still hang the photo on the wall... Come into the mountains with me."

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

He didn't come up in one breath, so he choked.

The system laughed rather unscrupulously: [Hahahahahaha! Congratulations to the host for mentioning Bai Yueguang's disgust for the second time! ]