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So, in the face of such a good medicine, how could the bad old man not be tempted.

"Are you sure?" Tang Chao also knew that this kind of scorpion was a good thing, but it was creepy to look at. How to catch it?

"No!" The old man shook his head disappointedly, "I will only cook the scorpion."

"But, we can..." Tang Chao seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the old man with bright eyes, his face full of excitement.

"Frozen!"

"Frozen!"

Tang Chao, a poor old man, thought of a place to go, and the two said in unison, seeing hope and enthusiasm in each other's eyes.

"Yes, since it can't be baked, we can freeze it." The bad old man clapped his hands and almost jumped up happily.

"You?" Tang Chao was dumbfounded, "Couldn't you be more prudent!" Is this still the bad old man I know?

Could it be that the experience of these days not only transforms the body of the person, but even the mentality is also affected! " Tang Chao said to himself.

"What did you say?" The bad old man stood still, staring at Tang Chao in a daze, not understanding what Tang Chao just said.

"Nothing?" Tang Chao shook his head, "Let me tell you whether to use your flagon to hold scorpions!"

"What?" The bad old man jumped three feet high, "Impossible!" After saying that, he hugged the flagon in his arms, never letting go, more precious than a baby.

"Forget it, anyway, I have no place to put these scorpions." Tang Chao shrugged, "Then don't, we are building an igloo!"

"No!" The bad old man instinctively refused. Since he has already taken a fancy to these scorpions, he will never let them go.

"Then I have nothing to do!" Tang Chao raised his eyebrows chicly, "Would you like it or not!"

"Me?" The bad old man was in a dilemma. He picked up his flagon and looked at it repeatedly. He wanted the scorpion but couldn't bear the flagon. This was really a dilemma.

"Hey!" Tang Chao sighed and sat down on the snow, "Tell me when you've made up your mind!"

"Me?" The bad old man stroked his beloved flagon, then looked at the scorpion in the igloo in embarrassment, reluctant to part with it, this catch?There is no place to put it, which is embarrassing, bad old man.

The bad old man looked at the jug for a while, and the scorpion for a while. He only scratched his scalp in a hurry, but he couldn't think of a good way.

"If you catch it again, you will really become a chicken coop." Tang Chao looked up, looking at the old man with some amusement, "Shall I find a way for you?"

"Okay, okay!" When the old man heard that there was a solution but it was solved, his mood suddenly became brighter, and he looked at Tang Chao as if he was looking at the savior.

"Really want to know?" Tang Chao held back the smile in his heart, and looked at the bad old man seriously, "I told you to refer to it, whether to implement it or not is up to you."

"Okay," the bad old man squatted down, his face full of flattery, "Hurry up!"

"Well, can you buy the jug again?" Tang Chao looked into the old man's eyes, and when the old man was about to open his mouth, he said opportunistically, "This scorpion? But after this village, there will be no such shop."

"Huh?" The bad old man slumped on the ground, "It's the same as if you didn't say it!"

"Hehehe," Tang Chao rubbed his hands, "I just don't know if these scorpions taste good or not?" Touching his belly, he was really hungry!

"Eat?" The bad old man regained his energy all of a sudden, "How could you eat these treasures?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Tang Chao smiled, raised his palm, and a bright red scorpion ran into Tang Chao's palm.

"Do you really want to eat it?" The old man asked hesitantly. Seeing the scorpion's bright red appearance, the old man felt that his stomach was churning all the time.

"Why not, since it's the most yin and coldest thing, it must be of great benefit to my freezing ability!" Tang Chao said slowly, while observing the old man's reaction, While putting the scorpion in his hand into his mouth.

Tang Chao nodded, chewing non-stop in his mouth, his eyes gleaming, "Not bad!"

Tang Chao swallowed it slowly, and took the scorpion again with a lot of interest, and when he was about to put it in his mouth, he took it out again and handed it to the old man, "Do you want to try it?"

Being seduced by Tang Chao, the bad old man's stomach had protested a long time ago, but seeing the bright red juice dripping down the corners of Tang Chao's mouth, the bad old man felt that his stomach was full, and he didn't need to eat at all. To emerge upward.

"Really don't want to eat?" Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Tang Chao retracted his hand holding the scorpion, and put it directly in his mouth, smashing it and eating it delicious.

It wasn't until he ate three or five scorpions that Tang Chao felt a little comfortable in his empty stomach. Tang Chao patted his stomach, "Hey!" Finally felt better.

"Really?" The bad old man has changed from resisting at the beginning to accepting, and now he is a little eager to try again, "Is it really like this? Delicious?"

"You'll know if you try it?" Tang Chao smiled, grabbed the scorpion again, and handed it to the old man kindly, "Move it, here it is!"

"Really? Really delicious?" The bad old man still didn't dare, but couldn't bear the feeling of hunger in his stomach, so he reached out and took the scorpion.

"You can eat it after it's cooked!" I really couldn't bear to see the old man struggling, so I kindly suggested.

"Ah?" The bad old man's eyes lit up and he patted his head, "Why didn't I think of it?"

"Just your head?" Tang Chao gave the old man a disdainful look, "What else can you think of besides drinking?"

"Hmph!" The bad old man stopped arguing with Tang Chao, and now it was more important to relieve the feeling of hunger in his stomach.

Tang Chao laughed and shook his head, stretched out his hand and grabbed a few more scorpions, and threw them to the old man's side together, "Let's roast them together, to save you the trouble of one at a time."

"Hey!" The bad old man felt a little embarrassed, but couldn't bear the hunger in his stomach, and finally used his skills to roast the scorpion.

As time went on, the scent of the scorpion gradually permeated, and the bad old man couldn't help taking a breath, "It smells so good!"

"Hehe!" Tang Chao took a deep breath, shook his head and laughed, and stretched out his hand to fetch some more scorpions, "Come on, roast some more, I will also taste the taste of these cooked scorpions."

The bad old man reached out to take Tang Chao's scorpion and roasted it together.

Maybe the smell of scorpions is too delicious, some of the scorpions living in the igloo have their heads exposed, probably because they want to see what it is so sweet?

It's a pity that Tang Chao is not a scorpion, and he doesn't know how the scorpions feel at this moment, let alone know how the scorpions would feel if they knew that the fragrance came from the lives of their companions.

It's a pity that an animal is an animal, even if it's psychic, it's just an animal, let alone a small scorpion, how can there be a psychic.

"Look?" Tang Chao gave the old man a look, "Do they want to try it too?"

"Hehe!" The bad old man sneered, and threw some of the roasted scorpions in his hand to those probing scorpions, and these scorpions came to eat them one by one.

"Do you think they have dreams?" Tang Chao smiled pointedly, "I just don't know if it's a nightmare or a sweet dream."

Tang Chao picked up a scorpion and took a bite, "The taste is not as good as eating it raw." After speaking, he shook his head and gave all the other scorpions to the bad old man.

"No good food!" The bad old man was not polite, "It happens that I don't have many."

"Hehe!" Tang Chao smiled, "No matter how delicious this raw scorpion is, you can't eat it."

"Why?" The old man looked at Tang Chao in surprise. Just now, the old man was thinking about whether he should close his eyes and eat a raw scorpion, "Why can't I eat it?"

"Because these scorpions are the most yin and cold things, your hot kung fu should be the most yang and strong kung fu, and the two are mutually restraining, so you can't take these scorpions." Tang Chao said in his mind. out.

"Then this?" The bad old man held up the half-eaten scorpion in his hand, "I can eat this?"

If this red scorpion is the most yin and cold thing, will it become the most yang and rigid thing after roasting the most yin and cold?

"It should be fine." Tang Chao smiled, "Are you so afraid of death?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" The bad old man looked at Tang Chao like an idiot, "Aren't you afraid of death!"

"Afraid!" Tang Chao held another raw scorpion in his hands, "Even if I die, I can't die here. I must go back."

"Go back?" The bad old man frowned, "Where are you going back?" Why did Tang Chao feel weird.

"Hehe!" Tang Chao felt a little lonely, and when he raised his head again, the bleakness on Tang Chao's face was replaced by calmness, "You are stupid, of course you should go back, don't tell me you want to live here forever."

Tang Chao lay down all of a sudden, folded his hands behind his head, and looked at the sky at the North Pole, "Even if you want to live here, you have to see if there are enough scorpions here for you to eat?"

Tang Chao turned his head to look at the red scorpion who had already eaten his companion's corpse and shrank back into the igloo again, with a teasing smile, "Look, they are all afraid of you."

"Hehe!" The bad old man stroked his stomach, which was almost eaten, "I still feel full and comfortable!"

The bad old man also imitated Tang Chao and lay down at once, looking at the sky in the North Pole, thinking about the experience of the past few days, a faint but heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

"How do we go back?" The bad old man stroked the flagon, turned to look at the scorpion, "It would be great if Ye Haochuan could bring another container."

"Are you still thinking about your scorpion and flagon?" Tang Chao shook his head and laughed, "You'd better think about how to spend tonight to be more practical."

"Don't worry!" The bad old man hugged the jug in his arms, and kept rubbing it, very cute.

"You should think about it carefully." Tang Chao turned over and faced the old man's side face, "Why don't we just don't want these scorpions, anyway, we have already eaten scorpions, so we don't care if there are more or less gone."

"But?" The old man was a little embarrassed, and turned around to look at the red scorpions gathered at the door, with an incomprehensible expression on his face, as if he was reluctant to part with him, but also seemed to have figured out something.

"Otherwise you are eating some." Tang Chao looked at the bad old man with a smile, "It is not in vain to come here."

"I really want to," the bad old man rubbed his stomach, "but I really can't take it anymore."

These red scorpions are larger than ordinary scorpions, and Tang Chao and the bad old man have been hungry for so long, and they can't eat too much at once, so after eating these, the two of them feel full up.