Legend of Douluo, the god of snow

Chapter 27 The Craftsman

It was late at night, and the accompanying convoy also stopped and stationed on a small plain.The chirping of insects came from my ears, and they played a beautiful piece of music that resounded in the silent night.When the thick fog cleared, you could see the crooked moon hanging high in the sky, and a piece of tranquility sprinkled on the earth with the silvery moonlight.

"Brother Xue, Brother Xue, do you see what I caught?" A voice suddenly rushed out from the dark forest, and the sound of excitement spread everywhere.

Xue Qinghe lifted the curtain on the carriage, looked at the figure running towards him with a smile on his face, "Where have you been? Why is it taking so long?"

"Hee hee." Tang Le's face was full of smiles, but he cursed secretly in his heart: Why did I go so long, didn't you have any clues?If you hadn't shot the soldiers to intercept me, I would have run back to Soto City long ago.

Although he cursed in his heart, he still had to put a smile on his face, and then lifted a pheasant in his hand above his head, pretending to say with some pride. "This is what I've been looking for for a long time before I found it!"

"You want to roast it? Then you will?" Xue Qinghe raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe that a six-year-old child could roast chicken.

Feeling Xue Qinghe's contempt, Tang Le said lightly. "Of course! I am proficient in all kinds of martial arts in class [-]. Roasting chicken is just a trivial matter." While talking, he lit a pile of matches with the help of a torch, and piled the burning matches together to form a special grill. fire.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said nothing, just found an open space and sat down, watching Tang Le's movements seriously.The silver-white moonlight shone on the top of his head and shone on his side face, making him look extremely beautiful or delicate.

Tang Le didn't notice the change in Xueqinghe, but found two wooden frames to skewer the pheasant. The skinned pheasant lay flat on the wooden frame, waiting for its glorious moment.

The bonfire has been completely burned, emitting a dazzling flame in the dark night.Tang Le quickly put the roast chicken on it, rummaged through his clothes, and took out a bottle of salt.Although there are not many ingredients, it is enough. The barbecue is all about the original taste, and too many ingredients even destroy its natural taste.

The fire is constantly burning the skin of the pheasant, and the skin of the pheasant is constantly making "squeaky" oil splashes, which looks very attractive.The fat and tender oil and water dripped on the ground along the skin, exuding an aroma that delighted the taste buds.Tang Le's control over the heat is very good, even accurate to every minute and every second.Under his skillful operation, every part of the third-stage animal's skin was guaranteed to be heated, and the entire surface was burned with enough heat.

Not long after, a scent spread around Tang Le.The fragrance is constantly permeating, the fragrance is very strong and attractive, it is a natural fragrance, a natural fragrance without mixing anything.

"I didn't expect him to really do it." Xue Qinghe swallowed subconsciously when he smelled the fragrance, and muttered in amazement.I have to say that he is the six-year-old boy in front of Xiaoqiang. He is very talented, and he also knows the origin of the sword, and he can cook chicken. He is almost omnipotent.

"Brother Xue, come here. Try it and see if it's delicious?" Tang Le strung up a chicken leg with wooden sticks, got up and walked to Xue Qinghe, and passed the chicken leg over, but the expression on his face didn't change much. Obviously, this sentence was forced out.

Xue Qinghe looked at the man in front of him who was sweating profusely due to the burning of the fire, his originally delicate face became a bit dark at this time, and a trace of oily smoke still surrounded his eyes, which seemed extremely funny .A trace of complexity flashed across Xue Qinghe's eyes, and he took a light bite of Tang Le's chicken leg.

At the moment of entrance, Xue Qinghe felt that his whole body was about to ascend to heaven, not because it was too bad to eat, but because it was so delicious!The moment the chicken leg just entered the mouth, the rich fragrance was released, as if spreading to the whole body along the blood vessels.The aroma constantly stimulated his taste buds. When Xue Qinghe couldn't wait to take a bite, the chicken drumstick contained the simple aroma of chicken and the fatness of the oil burst out instantly.

That indescribable taste first spread along his teeth to the tip of his tongue and finally reached his heart.Xue Qinghe looked at this inconspicuous chicken leg in disbelief, he felt that after eating this chicken leg, everything he ate in the palace before was rubbish.The chicken legs baked by Tang Le are fat but not greasy, and the original flavor retains the most simple fragrance of the muscle, it is simply amazing!Xue Qinghe thought of appointing Tang Le as his personal chef. He was so happy to be able to eat such wonderful food every day.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's face immersed in it, Tang Le smiled, then picked up a chicken leg and took a bite, tasting his own work.

"It's really delicious, you're really good!" Xue Qinghe said vaguely, at this time, he no longer has the slightest status as a prince, and he just picked up the chicken leg and gnawed it, and he was very unremarkable. eating.

Seeing Xue Qinghe eating so happily, Tang Le unconsciously felt a sense of pride.Roasting chicken and cooking is his forte. Back then, he led Tang San in the society. If he didn't learn some skills, he might have starved to death long ago.Having said that, he is also a veteran craftsman, and his skills are outstanding!

It's just a pity that he didn't bring any poison with him, otherwise he would use some ecstasy to make Xue Qinghe faint, and he would just take this opportunity to escape.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Aren't you going to eat? If you don't, I'll eat it?" Seeing Tang Le's complacent smirk all the time, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but give him a blank look.It was just this look, which seemed so charming that even the smirking Tang Le was not stunned, and stared at him foolishly.

"What are you doing?" Xue Qinghe said a little shyly, being looked at so directly by Tang Le, his cheeks turned rosy unconsciously, and his hands seemed a little helpless and clenched the corners of his clothes.

"It's nothing." Tang Le shook his head and sighed softly.Xue Qinghe is so handsome and handsome, and he has a good background, maybe there are many wives and concubines around him?It's not like me, I am addicted to practicing kung fu and can't extricate myself. I am in my 30s, and I am still a child, and I have no interest in girls
Sometimes Tang Le is also very envious of those people who grow old hand in hand. They have their own partners and people they love deeply, but what do they have when they look at themselves?Isn't he the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect?Isn't it just being able to use Xuanyuan Sword?Isn't he the rare genius of the Xiaoyao Sect?Isn't it the cultivation of Beiming Divine Art to the peak?What do you have left?Tang Le used to reflect on himself for countless days and nights, what is left of him?Apart from this body of martial arts, I have nothing but stand tall.

Noticing a slight change in Tang Le's face, Xue Qinghe's heart suddenly tightened, and he forcibly suppressed his excitement just now.He didn't want to expose himself, so he silently turned his back to Tang Le and ate the roasted chicken legs.

Tang Le took a big bite of the tender and juicy chicken leg, his dark and deep eyes glowed with a charming color.He obviously noticed that Xue Qinghe was very vigilant towards him, no matter where he went, there would be soldiers following him, even when he was going to the bathroom, there were five soldiers guarding him in turn.

He is really depressed, if his strength is stronger, it will not be like this.

(End of this chapter)