Seeing Wang Wen turned around and left without saying a word.
Cassia Seed hurriedly ran to the three of them and said sincerely, "Master, I'm really sorry. This is actually a misunderstanding..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
The old man's voice sounded from behind, "What misunderstanding? How can you be called a master if you don't even have this patience? I did it on purpose!"
"No." Cassia Seed said anxiously, "Don't listen to what my master said. He is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Just now..."
Wang Wen sighed.
Seeing him sweating profusely with anxiety.
He smiled and shook his head.
He said helplessly, "It doesn't matter anymore, Cassia Seed, it doesn't matter whether it's a misunderstanding or intentional. You are kind-hearted and I will treat you to a meal when I get the chance to come down the mountain. See you again if we are destined."
Finished.
The three of them didn't stop any longer and took the time to go down the mountain before dark.
Cassia Seed kept apologizing and sent the three of them out of the gate, watching the figures disappear at the end of the mountain road.
He turned around with a bitter look on his face.
The old man is not far behind.
Seeing the expression on Cassia Seed's face, the old man snorted strangely, "Look, you can pretend to be a master with such a big temper. Xiao Ming, you are still young and don't know much about the world. I don't blame you. In the future, you should be more careful when meeting people and don't be so heartfelt."
"Master!" Cassia Seed said with a wry smile, "Anyone who is ignored by you Hour will be angry! Besides, I don't think Master and the others are really angry, but just busy with their own business."
"Haha, what can a few little brats with no hair do to busy themselves?" The old man recalled the previous scene of Wang Wen waving away the gold bricks on the floor, frowning slightly and said, "They are just trying to make things up!"
"..."
Cassia Seed saw that he could not be persuaded, and he was tired and stopped talking.
He greeted the junior brothers who were watching the excitement around him and prepared for the meal.
The kid who opened the door suddenly said to Cassia Seed and the old man, "Senior brother, master, it sounds like they are going to Immortal Retaining Platform to find the national master, and the target is a fairy stone."
"National Master!!" Cassia Seed suddenly turned his head to look at the old man.
The old man finally changed his expression.
He lowered his eyes and thought with a solemn expression.
Half a moment.
He shook his head and said, "They have no demonic aura and no magic power. They should be mortals who have mastered certain secret techniques. If they go to meet such advanced monsters, they must be in bad luck."
Cassia Seed became even more anxious when he heard this. "Master, let me go and stop them!"
"It's too late." The old man shook his head again and said, "They have already reached the bottom of the mountain."
Cassia Seed was surprised. "How could it be so fast?"
The old man squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. "These little brats are really good at it. I can't even understand some of their tricks."
"Then what should we do?" Cassia Seed was so anxious that he circled in circles. "It's all my fault that I didn't convince them to stay! Is it too late to pursue them now?"
The old man looked at the sky for a while.
Suddenly he smiled.
Turn around and walk back.
Cassia Seed shouted, "Master?!"
The old man said without looking back, "Hurry up and eat. If you have enough to eat and drink, we will rush to Immortal Retaining Platform overnight to save people!"
"We??" Cassia Seed heard.
My heart is overjoyed.
He quickly trotted forward to help the old man walk faster.
The core of the discussion.
Wang Wen Three people.
By now we have arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain.
The trick that even Master Cassia Seed "couldn't quite understand" was said before.
In fact, it was Wang Wen who jumped off the cliff in a hurry.
All the way, they used their mental strength to hold on to the cliff and support the three of them as they slowly fell.
A straight line is always better than a long detour.
It didn't take long to get to the bottom of the mountain.
It's just time for dinner.
The three of them smelled the incense of firewood that filled the streets and alleys.
The last meal was a roast chicken shared.
The villain disturbed my appetite and left without eating.
I came to my house as a guest and was left alone for several hours for no reason without even having a cup of tea.
At this moment, I looked at the various people squatting at the door with their bowls in their hands and slurping their dinner, and greedy saliva kept rolling in their mouths.
From the corner of his eyes, Wang Wen noticed the two Zhu Xingguo Ren Ruanruan looking at him eagerly, and shook his head in amusement.
I randomly selected a farmhouse nearby and walked over.
The man squatting at the door to eat saw a few strangers walking towards his house. He turned around and grabbed the fire stick next to the stove in the house, his eyes wary.
Wang Wen looked at the food in his bowl.
It is a noodle soup with a clear soup and little water.
Zilaishudi walked around the house and saw a piece of mutton hanging on the beam. He reached out and took it out, took it to the stove, washed it with water, sliced it and put it in a pot for frying.
There was no fire, but the dumbfounded Zhu Xingguo came over to add fuel to the fire.
After a while, an alluring aroma wafted up.
The man, the women and children at home were shocked.
The fire stick that I had been carrying for a long time remained motionless against the wall for some reason.
The man threw down his bowls and chopsticks, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed forward to fight for his life. As a result, he was pinned to the wall and unable to move.
He was shocked and angry.
I just opened my mouth to shout.
A piece of bacon cut very thinly with a good knife was stuffed into his mouth.
He chewed it subconsciously.
The aroma of the meat hurt my eyes.
While I couldn't help chewing, I couldn't help but shed tears.
Ren Ruanruan flipped through a large bag of condiments bought by Zhu Xingguo and carefully sprinkled the appropriate sauce into the pot.
For cured lamb, you don't need to add too many heavy seasonings.
Even MSG doesn't matter.
Simply remove the odor and improve the fragrance.
A little bit of cooking wine, a little bit of cumin, a little bit of Sichuan peppercorns, and sprinkle some white sesame seeds before serving.
It's just a pot of delicious food.
Wang Wen Take out the mutton.
Found no table.
He hooked his hands at will, and several stones were neatly put together into a stone table.
A few stone benches were made from the leftover scraps.
Place them neatly against the wall.
Bring the lamb to the table.
He also scooped out a bowl of clear soup noodles from the pottery basin beside the stove.
The three of them ate the mutton happily.
Wang Wen saw the child in the woman's arms, staring directly at the mutton, wiggling her fingers desperately and drooling from the corner of her mouth.
He smiled and waved to the child.
Of course no one would care about him.
The woman even hugged the child and hid further away.
An old man rolled up the cloth and walked out of the inner room.
Holding the big knife used for chopping firewood at the head, he slashed at Wang Wen.
Wang Wen was chewing the mutton, gently holding the big knife in the old man's hand, taking it away, and placing it next to the man by the door, standing side by side.
Then he helped the old man sit down at the stone table and put a few pieces of mutton in front of him.
The old man stared blankly at the man and the sword who could not move.
Think about it.
Without saying a word, he ate the mutton.
Wang Wen was a little surprised, but didn't stop him.
The whole cured lamb was fried, and the portion was absolutely sufficient. It would be difficult for three people to finish it.
There are enough mouths to eat.
And you don't have to worry about the elderly having bad teeth or choking.
Before, I was worried that the meat would not be cooked properly, so Wang Wen specially used the precise poison-making technique of Scalpel to cut the mutton as thinly as paper.
The bowl of cured mutton on the table at the moment is simply shiny, fragrant and melts in your mouth.
At first, the old man ate with a risk-taking mentality.
After taking a few bites, I found that it was so damn delicious. The more I ate, the brighter my eyes became. I was almost addicted to it until the end.
Ren Ruanruan Seeing that the old man kept eating, he thoughtfully scooped a bowl of gnocchi soup and placed it in front of him.
The old man picked up the bowl and drained it in one gulp with unusual boldness.
It's like drinking a bowl of pure liquor.
He looked like he was about to leave after finishing his meal.
The whole body exudes freedom and ease.
I have to say.
The more people eat, the better.
Wang Wen drank two large bowls of noodle soup and got tired of the mutton. He finally stopped using his chopsticks to cover his mouth, gasping for air and burping.
Next to him, Zhu Xingguo was still "fighting" with the old man, sweating profusely and happily.
Ren Ruanruan I had already eaten full and left my chopsticks to look for vegetables and fruits everywhere, preparing to prepare something vegetarian for everyone to relieve their tiredness after the meal.
Wang Wen saw men and women with tears streaming down their faces.
Reluctantly, he got up and walked over.
First, he stopped the woman who was wailing and planning to let the child escape while rushing forward to fight for her life.
Then he took out the gold cake that Zhu Xingguo put in a small cloth bag with pocket money, raised one to signal to the woman, and stuffed it into her hand.
The woman choked up for a while when she saw the gold.
But still cried.
Wang Wen stuffed another one.
Still crying.
He was speechless. He walked up to the man, gestured with the gold pancake, removed his mental strength to cover the man's mouth and asked, "It's not free. Why are you crying after I gave you gold?"
The man found that he could open his mouth and cried loudly, "I will fight you to the death after eating our pickled meat for half my life! Ahhhhh!!!"