Mixed Miners

Yang Ling went into the kitchen and looked at it. The natural gas tanks and gas stoves were cleaned on the stove tops. The containers were brand new and should have been bought soon.

There is a grill next to it. This is what Yang Ling specifically ordered, because in addition to making instant noodles and cooking noodles, other cooking techniques can’t be shot. In fact, cooking is not a cooking skill, at most it is a Hungry life skills, but also basic skills, never upgraded.

As for the barbecue, it is his newly invented skill. The reason for the delicious food is only because the ingredients are good, and it has nothing to do with his skill proficiency.

Yang Ling looked at it and found that there was nothing missing. So he set off the grill, lit charcoal, and took the charcoal to ignite. He took a large piece of red Lantern from the ring and had more than ten kilograms. Look, washed, cut into pieces, filled with a large bowl.

After doing this, he thought about it, and took out the brain of a common Yuanxiao, and also cleaned the slices.

Gong Quansheng took a look at it and watched Yang Ling being dealing with the meat. He opened his mouth and said nothing while standing next to him.

Yang Ling licked his mouth and ignored him. Instead, he waited for the red charcoal to burn completely. Then he used a chopstick to pick up a piece of oyster meat and put it on the grill.

"哧~!"

As a white smoke elevates, a strong fragrant smell instantly emanates and fills the kitchen.

Gong Quansheng’s eyes squinted and his face showed an incredible look. He sucked his nose and stammered and said, “Yang brother, this... what kind of meat is this, how is it... so fragrant, 嘶~!"

Listening to the sound, Yang Ling knows that this guy's saliva is coming down, the fan of the fan fan, and then turned the piece of meat.

In a short while, the meat began to roll slightly brown, Yangling light car cooked road began to brush the sesame oil, sprinkle with salt and various spices, wait until the flavor of the meat and spices are fully mixed, under the gaze of Gong Quansheng's eyes, pick it up by hand... Stuffed into his mouth.

"Hey~! Yes, it's still so delicious~!" Yang Ling said while eating his mouth, and said that Gong Quansheng's throat was moving up and down, and his throat was sticking out.

Yang Ling swallowed the meat, and then turned around and smiled and said to Gong Quansheng: "Do you want to check out Gong Ge first?"

Gong Quansheng quickly put the head like a chicken glutinous rice, "I want ~! Must, I have to check the inspection for the vice chairman and several heads!"

Yang Ling then picked up a few pieces of meat and placed them on the grill.

......

The scent of the barbecue emanates from the kitchen and permeates the small yard.

Soon, even the two guards on duty at the door smelled it, and couldn’t help but look into the yard. This taste is too tempting, as if to seduce the locusts that grew up from small to large, and keep their mouths running. Saliva, the whole person is hungry all the time.

"Hey~! You said General Gong, what are they eating inside?" A guard kept licking his mouth and staring straight at the kitchen.

"How do I know, but this taste is really unbearable, oh, I am so hungry..." Another guard kept swallowing.

Both of them forgot their tasks and did not notice the situation behind them.

A 60-year-old man with a slick head, a cotton vest on his upper body, a large crotch on his lower body, a pair of slippers on his feet, and a big fan in his hand slowly walked behind the two, his nose in the air. After a few smells, my eyes lit up and I shot it on the head of a guard with the fan of my hand.

"Oh!" The guard hurried back and saw the old man in the bald head. He immediately stood up like a ghost and stood upright. His face was also horrified and his face was pumping.

"You two rabbits, how to train in the army? Go back and close for a week!" The old man squinted.

"Yes~!" The two guards hurriedly salute, blushing back to the door and standing on both sides.

"Who is inside?" The old man pulled the vest and asked him to shake his hair.

"The head of the report, General Gong and a young man just entered, and they are both personal!" A guard quickly reported.

"Oh~! No wonder, it turned out that Yang Daxian is here!"

The old man seemed to say a word to himself, and he said that the vice-presidents had not come yet. Did he come early, but it was too tempting to smell the smell in the air, so he swayed the fan to the yard. No matter what, advanced to see and say! It smells like this, it is really hungry.

"Yang Daxian?"

The two guards glanced at each other, then squinted at the big eyes and then slammed into a chill.

Is this the name of the younger one? This...this...how many of his daddy will have a name like this, it’s just that the dead man is not paying for it!

The old man did not take care of the two guards. After entering the yard, he followed the scent to the kitchen. He saw that Gong Quansheng and Yang Ling were eating around the grill, and the mouth kept saying " The sound of eating and eating.

In particular, Gong Quansheng, there is no image of a general of the Republic. The left hand has a right hand and a piece of chewing in the mouth.

"Snapped!"

The old man was again on the back of Gong Quansheng's head. Gong Quansheng looked back in surprise and saw the old man, and quickly rushed the meat on his hand into his mouth and said, "Week... General Zhou, you come. ...come!"

The old man turned a blank eye~www.wuxiaspot.com~ pointed to the barbecue with a fan and said: "You kid, there is no organization discipline, the chairman has not come yet, you have already eaten!"

"Hey~!" Gong Quansheng stretched his neck and swallowed the meat in his mouth. He rubbed his hand and smiled and said, "I didn't hold back for a while. Would you like to come and try a few pieces first? It's really good. eat!"

The old man nodded. "It smells very sweet, but I haven’t eaten barbecue for decades. I can taste a few."

Yang Ling knows this bald old man, that is, the lieutenant named Zhou Qingyi. When he sent Jingshui to Gong Quansheng, he was supervised. It was the ghost of this old man who even turned over to his own home, although the monitoring has long been revoked. Things have vanished, but he is still very upset.

A few pieces of meat were placed on the barbecue, and after a few turns, no matter how cooked or not, and then sprinkled with a mess of spices, Yang Ling said to the old man with a very polite smile: "General Zhou, come ~, taste taste!"

Gong Quansheng looked at Yang Ling's movements, and his face couldn't help but pumped a few times. Yang Ling knew that he was angry, and the initiator was his own, so he didn't open his mouth at all. (To be continued.)