I Just Won’t Play by the Book

"A cow that eats wheat, straw, and corn is more delicious than a cow that eats grass."

When he heard the words "More delicious", Min Niu's ears suddenly moved, and he looked at Jiang Beiran with a pair of dripping eyes for a while before continuing to eat.

Kong Qianqian, who was washing rice, couldn't help drooling after hearing it, "It sounds delicious, hehe."

After listening, Jiang Beiran took out a piece of paper and wrote two lines on it, then handed it to Kong Qianqian: "Make rations according to the above formula. Cows will definitely love it."

"Thank you, sir!" Kong Qianqian wiped his hands and took the paper over. After two glances, he ran to Mu Yao's side and said, "Sister, look, look! Mr.'s words look good!"

Mu Yao glanced at the paper, flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then suddenly pinched Kong Qianqian's face and said, "I told you not to call his husband! Also, the words written by Brother Jiu Ri are much better than him. Up."

"Ouch~" the pinched Kong Qianqian yelled twice and said vaguely: "Senior Brother Jiu Ri's characters are of course beautiful, but Mr.'s characters are also so beautiful, look at this Mai..."

"Also!" Mu Yao squeezed Kong Qianqian's hand and increased her strength a little.

"Ouch~ Stop talking, stop talking."

"Then don't hurry up and cook."

Watching this scene, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but said to Mu Yao: "You are like a demon girl when you bully Qianqian."

"You want to take care of it!" Mu Yao made a face at Jiang Beiran after she said it.

With a chuckle, Jiang Beiran returned to his fire and continued cooking.

Half an hour later, Aniu, who had just drunk half of the gourd Penglaichun, just lay down and rested for a while, but his nose moved by himself.

After a few hard sniffs, Aniu sat up suddenly and looked in the direction of Jiang Beiran.

"Goooo..."

Although I had eaten three crispy yellow taro just now, I couldn't stop greedy after smelling the scent.

When he came back to his senses, Aniu found that he had walked towards Jiang Beiran's temporary small stove.

Shagging his nose again, the shop surface sounded like hemp peppers accompany his nasal cavity, living with red oil, and dripping with sweet and sour garlic, forcing him to swallow hard.

Jiang Beiran, who was cutting small pieces, smiled and said, "Brother Aniu, do you want to try it?"

Before reaching for an iron pot, Aniu asked, "My son, what do you do? I've never smelled it before, it's so delicious."

"This is called Piaoxiang hoof, there are bamboo shoots, meatballs, and quail eggs in it. The meat is almost boiled at this time." Jiang Beiran said, holding up a wooden spoon and handing it to Brother Aniu, "Excuse me, please help. I will taste it."

"Hehe, then I'm not welcome, thank you son."

Taking the spoon from Jiang Beiran, A Niu looked at the light yellow soup lined with oily flowers in the cauldron, raised the spoon and tasted it.

"Ouch! Ouch! I don't know how to say this is delicious."

"Just serve a bowl if it tastes good, I cook a lot."

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Having said that, Aniu's gaze was completely away from the iron pot.

"You're welcome, come, give you a bowl."

After taking the bowl, Aniu said embarrassed in his mouth, but the spoon in his hand has already been inserted into the pot, but when he was about to scoop the second spoon, he suddenly found out under the iron pan. A head, scared, he almost spilled the gravy in the bowl.

"Hush!" Kong Qianqian, who emerged from under the pot, made a silent gesture to Aniu.

Aniu nodded intently and continued to scoop his own soup.

"You want a bowl of meat too?" Jiang Beiran asked as he looked at Kong Qianqian who was sneaking over.

"Hehe." Kong Qianqian smiled slyly, "Sir, please keep your voice down, don't let my senior sister find out, I came here to steal food quietly."

"Oh, you are also afraid of miserable senior sister." Jiang Beiran said as he filled Kong Qianqian with a bowl of meat.

"Thank you, sir." Kong Qianqian whispered after catching the bowl Jiang Beiran handed over, "In fact, the senior sister is kind to me."

"If you are happy, eat quickly."

Nodding, Kong Qianqian lifted her hair and blew two breaths at the bowl.

"Huh~hu~"

When the heat dissipated, Kong Qianqian took a sip of gravy before holding up the bowl.

With just one mouthful, Kong Qianqian's eyes burst out with a strange light.

"So rich flavor."

After speaking, he took another piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

After chewing two bites, Kong Qianqian stretched out his left hand and began to count: "There are ginger, garlic, sugar, bay leaves, wine, and... tangerine peel!"

"What else?" Jiang Beiran asked with a smile.

"Also...what is the spiciness? It's not like cornel or pepper. It has a very strange fragrance."

"This is called pepper." Jiang Beiran said, passing a red pepper to Kong Qianqian.

Taking the pepper, Kong Qianqian sniffed and sniffed like a curious kitten.

"Where is this spice? I have never seen it before."

"I planted it myself."

"Wow, sir is amazing."

After complimenting, Kong Qianqian picked up the bowl and tasted the gravy again, but when he raised his head again, he almost squirted out all in one bite.

"Master...Senior Sister..." Kong Qianqian looked at the gloomy Mu Yao in front of him and shouted, then picked up the bowl to please and asked: "Senior Sister, do you want a bowl too? Have a good drink."

But the next second, Kong Qianqian was dragged away by Mu Yao directly with the bowl, but halfway through, he returned the bowl with a little meat left.

"Woo~ my meat, woo..."

Seeing Kong Qianqian being dragged away mercilessly, Aniu sighed sympathetically, and then continued to eat his own hoofs.

"Qianqian! What's the matter with you today, Senior Sister's words are useless, are they!"

Beside the stove, Mu Yao stared at Kong Qianqian and said.

"But... but it's really fragrant, Sister, listen to me, Mr. Jiang has a kind of ingredient called chili, which is used to cook meat, and the soup..."

Seeing Kong Qianqian talking more and more vigorously, Mu Yao grabbed her little face and said: "You are my junior sister, you should ignore Jiang Beiran with me, why do you always go to him."

"Because it is really fragrant..." Seeing Mu Yao's eyes widened, Kong Qianqian had to shut her mouth, but soon she asked cautiously: "But Sister, why do you hate Mr. Jiang? What did he do to you? Is it something bad?"

These questions made Mu Yao stunned.

‘Yes, when did you hate him? No, it’s not a disgusting... just...’

For a while, Mu Yao, who felt a little confused in her thoughts, shouted back: "You don't have to worry about it, anyway, don't talk to him anymore. Go cook."

"Yes~"

Seeing Mu Yao walk away, Mu Yao lay on the table and thought about this issue seriously.

She remembered the name Jiang Beiran for the first time because he defeated her elder brother, his omnipotent elder brother, which made her difficult to accept. Later, after knowing that his cultivation level is only the fifth level of Qi training, it was even more unacceptable. Up.

His elder brother is so genius, he will lose to a waste material who only has the fifth rank of Qi training.

Although playing chess has nothing to do with cultivation, she just can't swallow this breath for her elder brother, so she feels that this disciple who only has a spirit level must have used some disgraceful means to defeat her elder brother, after all, these so-called decent methods People are the most hypocritical, on the surface they look good, but in fact they have always used all means to win.

But when he questioned him, he actually...

call! save! Life!

This made Mu Yao even more angry, her elder brother lost to such a spineless person! From then on, how she thought he was not pleasing to the eye, but the big father still had to arrange for him to investigate what gangsters with him!

At the thought of staying with him for several decades, or even months, she felt that she was going crazy, so she tried every means to bring Qianqian, in order to make Jiang Beiran more interesting and not bother herself.

Who knows that this journey has just begun, it seems that I have become the isolated one.

‘Isn’t it just singing a song better, writing a better handwriting, and making a few dishes? What’s so great. ’

Just as Mu Yao felt more and more angry, she suddenly heard Jiang Beiran's voice.

"I have cooked a little more noodles, let's change to eat."

"Okay! Okay!" Kong Qianqian quickly agreed, but as soon as he agreed, he looked at Mu Yao nervously.

Mu Yao, who was lying on the table, just wanted to stand up and refuse, but the magical spicy flavor made her unable to say anything.

Finally, under Kong Qianqian's careful gaze, Mu Yao stood up and looked at Jiang Beiran and said, "Since you want to eat with us so much, I will reluctantly agree to it once."

"Oh, it's okay, you don't have to make it difficult, I'm changing food with Qianqian, do you want to eat whatever you want."

"You!" Mu Yao glared at Jiang Beiran fiercely, but before she could speak, Kong Qianqian hugged her and said, "My sister belongs to me. Let's eat together."

"Huh! Who wants to eat his noodles!"

Shaking his head, Jiang Beiran put two bowls of sweet water noodles on the table, and took the other cooked meat and side dishes.

Watching Kong Qianqian bring her dishes one by one, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but twitched twice.

Fried tofu, stewed tofu, fried tofu, stuffed tofu, tofu soup...

‘Your tofu meeting, hello! ’

"Do you like tofu so much?"

Seeing Kong Qianqian brought up a plate of green tofu at the end, Jiang Beiran couldn't help asking.

"Yes, my sister and I like tofu very much."

"All right, then I will make a mapo tofu next time for you to try."

"Mapo tofu? It looks delicious!" Kong Qianqian pulled Mu Yao after speaking, "Sister, we can eat different tofu."

"Got it! It's tofu, why are you so happy? Hurry up and eat."

"Good~"

With a promise, Kong Qianqian pulled the bowl of sweet water noodles in front of him, and directly took the chopsticks to eat.

"Slimy~Slimy~"

With two big mouths, she didn't have to worry about being heard by the senior sister because the voice was too loud. She patted the table and shouted, "This noodle is also delicious."

After speaking, she looked at the sweet water in the bowl with surprise.

Obviously, it is just a few noodles wrapped in red oil and topped with sugar, but the taste is endless, and the taste is thick and mellow, and it is very chewy. It can't stop after a bite.

"Slimy~Slimy~"

Listening to Kong Qianqian's noodles, Mu Yao suddenly felt that the green tofu in her bowl became dull.

"Really...is it so delicious?"

Mu Yao looked at Kong Qianqian and asked.

"Yeah! It's really delicious!" Kong Qianqian said, pressing up his noodles harder.

Seeing Kong Qianqian had no intention of letting herself eat a little bit, the veins on Mu Yao's forehead violent again.

"Here is another bowl, you can eat it."

At this time Jiang Beiran put a bowl of sweet water noodles next to Mu Yao.

This time Mu Yao didn't push away the bowl, but picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'm just getting tired of tofu, so I want to change the taste, so I don't want to eat your noodles."

Jiang Beiran didn't bother to care about her and ate by himself.

Although Jiang Beiran didn't look at her, Mu Yao was very reserved and picked up a piece of noodles and put it in her mouth.

As the chewy noodles broke in his mouth, that kind of chewing made her heart fly.

‘What is this red oil made of...how can it be so fragrant, um...taste another one. I want to taste how the red oil is made, eh! That's it. ’

Convincing herself in her heart, Mu Yao picked up another piece of noodles and ate in.

Then the third root, fourth root, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, nine...

A bowl of sweet water noodles was quickly eaten by her.

"Huh..." Mu Yao couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when she saw that there was no noodle left in the bowl, but she was relieved to find that the other two hadn't looked at herself.

‘That meat...I don’t know what it tastes like. ’

Seeing Kong Qianqian's expression of satisfaction after eating the meat, Mu Yao couldn't help swallowing again.

‘No! Isn't it just some food, just fill your stomach. ’

After training herself in her heart, Mu Yao continued to take the plate of tofu and started eating, but after only two bites, she couldn't eat it anymore.

"I think Qianqian tofu made pretty good before..."

"Senior sister, don't eat it and take it, try this soon, this one is much better than tofu." Kong Qianqian said as he put a plate of hairy blood in front of Mu Yao.

"What is this?" Mu Yao asked.

"I don't know." Kong Qianqian shook his head, looked at Jiang Beiran and asked: "Sir, what is this dish called?"

"Mao Xuewang is made from duck blood."

"Blood!?" Kong Qianqian and Mu Yao were shocked at the same time.

"Yeah."

"Can duck blood be eaten?" Kong Qianqian asked.

"Don't you eat deliciously?"

"Yes." Kong Qianqian continued to eat after finishing speaking.

"Can you eat what you put in this hairy blood?"

Hearing Jiang Beiran's question, Kong Qianqian slowed down his chewing a little and replied, "Well...it smells like chicken soup."

"Oh? Your tongue is really powerful."

"Hehe." Kong Qianqian, who was praised, smirked, "My father used to be a cook, so I have eaten a lot of delicious food."

"Did you taste anything else?"

"Hmm... there are also sesame pepper, coriander, and the same red oil as in the noodle."

"Yes, there is indeed a talent for cooking."

"Sir, please accept my apprentice. You teach me in the future and I will cook it for you."

"cough!"

Hearing the cough of the senior sister~www.ltnovel.com~ Kong Qianqian decisively continued to lower her head to eat vegetables.

The appetite of the cultivator was much larger than that of normal people. Soon all the dishes were eaten up. Even the "tofu family" made by Kong Qianqian was eaten with Jiang Beiran's fried third-line meat.

During the period, Muyao saw that no one was paying attention to her, and she secretly ate several mouthfuls of **** blood, but if she ate something like this, no one saw it but she had never eaten it, so she thought she was still holding the bottom line.

After eating and drinking, all the kitchen utensils were packed into the Qiankun Ring and the four returned to the Min Niu cart to continue their departure.

After another day and night, I saw A Niu on the side of the road and opened the curtains and asked: "Young Master Jiang, there is a small town in front of you, do you want to find an inn to rest?"

Before Jiang Beiran could speak, Kong Qianqian shouted: "Okay, okay! Let's go shopping in town." After speaking, he took Mu Yao's arm and said: "Senior sister wants to go, too."

"I really can't help you, then go to the town to find an inn to settle down."

Jiang Beiran on the side was waiting to speak when he saw three options popped up in front of him.

[Option 1: Everyone goes to town together. Completion reward: Heart-wrapping You Fa (medium-level mysterious)]

[Option 2: Let Kong Qianqian and Mu Yao go to town. Completion reward: Liuli Festival (top grade yellow)]

[Option 3: Do not go to town. Completion reward: random basic attribute point 1]

‘Just know... Fortunately I have prepared in advance. ’

The reason why Jiang Beiran likes to be a lone ranger most of the time is because he knows that if someone walks with him, the calamity will be bound to him.

Take the current incident as an example. If Mu Yao and the others came here by themselves, they wouldn't have much trouble going to the previous town, but when they were with him, the trouble would be infinitely magnified.