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the man's face was happy, "Oh? I'll wait. You go, little brother.

Ye Fan went into the forest, and after a few minutes, he ran back, holding a large number of leaves and a piece of clay.

"Fragrant leaves, wild ginger?" After the man recognized the two things, he said with a smile: "little brother, you can think of a way. This chicken will not be fishy.".

Ye Fan ran to the stream. After washing the wild ginger, he took a kitchen knife, patted the ginger open, cut it into several pieces, and then put the fragrant leaves into the chicken's stomach.

"Well, when you bake this way, the flavor of ginger juice and fragrant leaves will spread to every inch of chicken." Ye Fan finished the whole process and felt that he was going to drool.

One side of the middle-aged man is also two eyes shine, "little brother, you can cook ah, good, quickly start baking.".

Soon, two people put six chickens, string on three sticks, began to flip barbecue.

This kind of roasting method, the speed is not fast, can only smoke slowly with that heat, otherwise the chicken will be scorched and the meat will be too old.

Ye Fan knows this well. After all, there was no less than one person living in the wild, and roast chicken was a common occurrence.

Middle aged man, you are more and more happy.

"Brother, you can do it too. You are really a professional eater," Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Food? What is food? " The man wondered.

Ye Fan thought, is this big brother a cave man? No network?

"To eat goods is to pay attention to what you eat and who like to eat," said Ye Fan.

The man suddenly realized that he nodded his head and said, "that's right. Of course I'm a foodstuff. I don't care what I wear. I have to pay attention to eating! Otherwise, there will be no energy to live! "

Speaking of this, the man sighed and said: "speaking of all, my two sons are not attentive to eating at all, and they can't fry a poached egg by themselves. Therefore, I don't like those two boys very much and live a simple life.

You are good, little brother. You love to eat, and you can make it yourself. Such a person is really exquisite in living in the world... "

Ye Fan looked at the man's appearance and thought that his children should also go to middle school or something, so he said: "how many children can cook now? It's normal. ".

"Children?" The man blinked.

"Yes Brother, is your son very old? " Ye Fan wondered.

The man then burst out laughing and nodded: "yes, it's just two fart kids! Ha ha You can't fry fried eggs, you two fools, ha ha... "

Ye Fan is puzzled. Is it so funny? The first time I saw my son's father like that, his two sons were also very poor.

After all, my father went from Kunlun to Shushan for a "picnic". God knows how the two sons mix with their grandparents.

They chatted and chatted with each other and ate the visceral kebab as an appetizer.

Ye Fan found that the man did not know much about some new things, especially those on the Internet. It was estimated that he spent more time in the mountains.

However, Ye Fan didn't mind and patiently explained something to him. The man understood it very quickly.

Finally, after baking the six chickens, the fragrance has made Ye Fan salivate.

"Brother, you three, I three, give you the biggest, after all, you build the stove, how about? Do you care? " Ye Fan asked.

The man nodded with a smile Little brother, I like your temperament. You are very direct in your work and are very particular about it! ".

Ye fan can't laugh or cry. Two strangers meet by chance. In order to eat chicken, they gather together and tell each other that each other is really particular. If outsiders see them, they think they are idiots.

The chicken has just been roasted. Naturally, it is very hot. However, Ye Fan's physical quality doesn't care about this temperature. He can even resist Fengyan for a while.

So, Ye Fan did not hesitate to open his mouth and began to gnaw.

To YeFan's surprise, the middle-aged man did not wait for a little cooler, but began to eat with relish.

"Ah It's so fragrant, tut Little brother, you are wild ginger and fragrant leaves. It's amazing! I think we have to give the roast pheasant a name. "The man's face was serious, not like a joke.

Ye Fan broke off a chicken leg and chewed his mouth. He asked vaguely, "what's the name?"

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"It's better to It's called "pay attention to roast chicken" The man asked seriously.

"Well! Cough!! ——”

Ye Fan choked directly, and really wanted to scold "you're insane", but strangers didn't need to, so they said with a smile: "it's not necessary. Just eat a chicken. It's good to eat. It's not superfluous to choose a name?"

The man nodded, "you have a point, so don't take it.".

Ye Fan looked at him and asked, "elder brother, don't you feel hot?"

"It's not hot. It's delicious to eat while it's hot," the man said vaguely, his mouth full of oil.Ye Fan thought, this product is estimated to be super food, early used to eat hot things.

After eating a chicken bone, Ye Fan went to the mountain stream, drank some sweet spring, and felt his stomach comfortably.

If you want to barbecue early, you won't have to eat the big pot rice in Shushan. With this way, I don't have to go back to Shushan sect for the time being.

The middle-aged man also drank some water and began to tidy up his kitchen knife and seasoning.

"Little brother, I didn't ask you, what are you doing in the mountains? I think you have martial arts. You run so fast, "the man said with a smile.

Ye Fan squinted, "can you see that I have practiced martial arts?"

"Well, it's not a rare thing. You know, there are quite a lot of martial arts practitioners in my hometown," the man said with a smile while sorting things out.

Ye Fan nods. Indeed, the Kunlun sect is there, and ordinary people have a lot of opportunities to see martial artists.

"I'm practicing here, but I don't know where I can think of, so I want to stop and find something to eat. As a result, I meet you," said Ye Fan.

"Practice? What kind of Kung Fu did you practice? I know some Kung Fu, maybe I can talk about it? " The man looked at Ye Fan with a smile. In his seemingly plain eyes, however, he showed a look that some people could not guess.

Ye Fan felt that the man was suspicious all over his body, but in the face of his eyes, he would not feel dangerous. Instead, he would be very willing to talk to him.

"I'm practicing sword, do you understand?" Ye Fan said.

The man said, "sword, understand a little bit But what's wrong with you? "

Ye Fan is also idle. Although he doesn't think this person can answer his own questions, for the sake of his kindness, he simply states his own contradiction, how can the sword idea and the imperial sword be perfectly integrated, rather than conflict

After saying that, see this man frown, also have no reaction, Ye Fan sighed.

I'm really in a hurry. What can he tell you?

Ye Fan advised: "brother, you don't have to worry about it. It's very abstract. It can't be understood at once, let alone solved easily.

For thousands of years, no one of Shushan sect has really practiced the art of imperial sword We had a good time today, so let's go. ".

The middle-aged man tidied up his backpack, put it on his body, stood up and said with a kind smile: "little brother, although I haven't seen the sword art you said, I haven't seen your sword meaning either But I think you may have taken the sword too much, so your sword is still just a sword... "

Too much sword Be a sword?!

Ye fanzha heard this, didn't feel how, but bowed his head slightly pondered, suddenly! Suddenly a thought that made his soul tremble!!

In the electric light flint, he suddenly caught a trace of the key to solve the problem!!

"Master!! You mean... "

Ye Fan raised his head fiercely, but in the middle of his speech, he was completely confused.

That man, unexpectedly disappeared!?

In front of him, standing in front of him for a distance of two or three meters, even disappeared quietly!?

Ye Fan felt the chill in his bones and swallowed his throat. His palms were full of cold sweat. He was stunned

The last time he had this feeling, it was when he met the fairy sister

This man Who the hell is he?!

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