I'm not a wild eater

Mu Qing got up, went upstairs quickly, and took down the big black bowl containing lard.

Open the bowl, pour a spoonful of lard on the slate, and spread it with the bottom of the wooden spoon, so that the slate can absorb the oil evenly.

[First bring a spoonful of oil to boil, this dish is quite extravagant. 】

【Master Mu, you've changed. You didn't waste any fat on your bones before. 】

[It should be said that life is better now, Master Mu has a spoonful of oil to waste. 】

[The recent life is really nourishing, and the flesh has never been broken. 】

[Envy, I haven't sold meat for a long time. 】

[I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and the price of all the dishes with meat in the cafeteria has increased, even with some shredded pork. 】

[There are unsatisfactory tears on the corner of his mouth. 】

Wait until the lard is almost absorbed by the stone.

He scooped up two more spoonfuls, and put the bookworm after simple treatment on the slate.

Unexpectedly exposed to the high temperature, the bookworms twisted their bodies in panic, trying to escape from this predicament.

Yan Shu took the bamboo boards and moved them back to the middle of the stone boards from all directions.

After struggling forcibly for a while, the bookworms relaxed.

"Look at them, just lying quietly on the shiny slate, those who don't know it think they are dead."

Muqing turned one of the worms over with chopsticks, and said with a smack of his mouth.

"That's right, look at this burnt-yellow golden gown, if it has no objections, I even want to take a bite."

Yan Shu said very cooperatively.

"I think they will."

Mu Qing looked up, and the two looked at each other.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"We are so stupid." Mu Qing said with a big smile.

"Hee hee hee, ha ha ha."

"You're stupid, I just want to cooperate with you." Yan Shu smiled and threw the pot back to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing picked up a bookworm with burnt yellow on both sides, blew it hard a few times, and handed it to Yan Shu, "It's not hot anymore, try it."

Yan Shu opened his mouth to pick up the lower part of the bug, raised his chin and said to Mu Qing, "Hmm."

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Chapter 278 Fried Sunflower Seeds

Mu Qing smiled, leaned over and bit the other half.

Suddenly, he felt that half of the worm was not interesting to eat, so he tentatively snatched the other half from Yan Shu's mouth first.

Yan Shu's white teeth gently touched Mu Qing's lower lip, reminding him of that night when there was no one there.

Mu Qing tactfully bit off half of his tree worm.

"Well, it's delicious."

Are you talking about worms or people?

It turns out that Master Mu didn't brag, did Master Shu really take the initiative?

This is very strange?Master Shu has always been aggressive.

It's too much, you eat bugs, but let us eat dog food.

Honestly, bugs don't seem very attractive either.

After watching the live broadcast for so long, I still dare not eat bugs when traveling.

1. But now when I go out to eat, I am much calmer than before when I eat bugs.

Caught a lot of bugs today.

After eating half of it, Yan Shu already felt a little tired.

He set up a small pottery pot, went back upstairs and took some medicinal materials and added them to cook together.

He took four more small plantains and handed two to Muqing.

"What kind of tea are you making?" Mu Qing took the plantain and asked casually.

"It's refreshing and relieves tiredness." Yan Shu sat down and said.

"Suddenly I really want to have a cup of bamboo leaf tea, but unfortunately Hsinchu was ruined by me yesterday."

Compared to herbal teas with different flavors, Mu Qing suddenly missed a cup of bamboo leaf tea with a faint bamboo fragrance.

"There are a lot of bamboo leaves that have been trimmed over there." Yan Shu turned sideways and pointed behind him.

The bamboo that was cut down yesterday to lure Taiji, the bamboo branches on it were all cut off by Mu Qing, and piled up at the bottom of the hillside on one side.

"A good cup of bamboo leaf tea must be filled with aura, and you should use the young buds on the top of the Hsinchu that was born in that year."

"It has to be picked in the morning when the sun is just shining."

Muqing ate the plantain and thought for a while: "I can't drink bamboo leaf tea, I can drink some fresh bamboo lees tomorrow."

"I will." Yan Shu smiled.

Mu Qing was a little surprised.

After thinking about it, Yan Shu is from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, so it's not surprising that he can make fresh bamboo leeks.

"Then tomorrow morning, I'll go back to fetch water, handle the rabbit and fetch things."

"I'll make fresh bamboo juice for you to drink in the tree house!" Yan Shu took the words and said.

"Really sweet."

As Muqing said, he put the roasted tree worms on the bamboo plate.