Mr. River Mussel

The gods in the sky?It's obviously a snake... As for the eighteen sheep, can they really come here after raising so many grasses?This is the south, but there is no place to graze sheep...

No, what are you thinking about?Fist-sized gold!How could the eight sheep use so much? The snake exchanged so much gold for the sheep, so why didn't it know how to give him the gold directly?

Qiao Wen suddenly felt a little melancholy, but soon relaxed again. Although the gold is good, it is not his own, and even holding it is not safe.

When Qiao Wen regained his energy because of the news, Ao Jun was watching the people outside eating mutton and mutton soup from the crack of the door depressedly, poking the tip of his tail on the ground angrily, smashing all the green bricks on the ground up.

Obviously those mutton should belong to him!It was eaten by these people!It's abominable!

It would be great if Qiao Wen only made it for him alone...

Taking a deep breath of the scent of mutton, Ao Jun swallowed unconsciously. After swallowing, he remembered what Qiao Wen said. He can not only cook sheep, but also cook other things, and he has some game It tastes better.

Isn't that just hunting?It's so easy!

As the Chinese New Year approaches, many people go to the county town to go to the market. When they pass by, they will buy a bowl of soup to drink. The rich people will also cut up a few catties of mutton and go home. Qiao Wen’s one sheep was sold out by noon. At this time, he I found that I couldn't hold on anymore.

Going to the shop next door to buy some seasonings and returning home, he didn't care about preparing things for sale tomorrow, or looking for the snake spirit. Qiao Wen, whose tense nerves were completely relaxed, fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep.

When Ao Jun came back with five wild rabbits, three pheasants, and a large bunch of fish, he found that his chef had fallen asleep.

Ordinary people are really useless, they only work so little, and they are exhausted... Sniffing the scent of mutton on Qiao Wen's body, Ao Jun was about to despise him again, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Qiao Wen didn't fall asleep, but he seemed to be in a coma, and there was something wrong with his high body temperature.

Shaking Qiao Wen with his tail, Ao Jun frowned: "Wake up, wake up quickly."

Qiao Wen opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed up when he saw the snake's face: "Water..."

Qiao Wen's skin was very fair, and his face turned red after he had a fever. The smell of mutton mixed with it made Ao Jun want to lick it, and he did.

After licking twice, Ao Jun rolled up the water bowl next to him with his tail, handed it to Qiao Wen's mouth, and then carefully fed it.

Qiao Wen drank the water and fell asleep again.

Ao Jun is a little anxious. Ordinary people should go to a doctor when they are sick, but he can't transform into a human form now. If he goes to a doctor, he might be arrested. Do he have to treat Qiao Wen himself?But those good things in his Qiankun bag are not something that ordinary people can eat... No, there is one thing that this person can eat.

Dragon blood is a great tonic. Countless people cried and begged for a drop of blood to concoct alchemy. If mortals ate it, they would be invulnerable to all poisons. Of course, it is more likely to explode and die.

However, Qiao Wen is not an ordinary person, he is his contractor, so drinking his blood is of course no problem.

Pushing away the toxins in the body, cutting the skin and squeezing out a drop of blood, Ao Jun reluctantly put it into Qiao Wen's mouth: "It's really cheap for you!"

The big tonic dragon's blood made Qiao Wen even hotter... But it's okay anyway, isn't it?Ao Jun, who was confident in his own blood, climbed onto the bed, wrapped Qiao Wen up, and fell asleep comfortably.

Well, this person is warm and soft, so comfortable to hold. Although I am not afraid of the cold, I used to feel uncomfortable when it comes to winter. Now I don’t feel uncomfortable when I curl myself up.

Qiao Wen dreamed that he was being roasted on the fire, and when he was cooked, the snake spirit at home would wrap him up and try to swallow him... No, the snake spirit didn't seem to eat people, and even fed him It's in the water... Qiao Wen suddenly woke up, only to find that he was really trapped, and the huge snake head was still on his chin.

Although he didn't know why he was full of energy, Qiao Wen didn't forget the previous incident. He clearly remembered that he was sick, and the snake spirit fed him water and used ice cold water to treat him when he was sick. body to cool him down.

After his mother passed away, this was the first time someone took care of him when he was sick... Qiao Wen suddenly had the urge to touch the snake.

"You're awake, just in time, I'm hungry." Ao Jun, who hadn't eaten once in the past few decades, said confidently that he lost a drop of dragon's blood and needed to make up for it.

The previous touch seemed to be an illusion, Qiao Wen coughed dryly, looked at the snake: "I have something to say."

"say what?"

"How much do you need to eat every day? I'm just a mortal. I don't have the energy to cook a few sheep for you every day. I cook them all at once. The taste is not as good as cooking less." Cooking so much food every day, he Even if you are not tired, you have no time.

From now on, you will no longer be a mortal, but a mortal who has eaten dragon's blood!Just as Ao Jun was about to refute, he suddenly remembered the piece of roast meat that Qiao Wen specially cut yesterday. The meat was indeed much tastier than the whole roast lamb.

"Look, I have a cookbook. If you don't have to eat so much, we can study this recipe and make more delicious ones." Qiao Wen said again, trying to lure him for a profit.

Ao Jun rolled up the menu with his tail, and the tip of his tail turned up skillfully. Although he didn't see the picture, he already had an impression of the dishes described above, and the corners of his mouth suddenly became a little wet.

It seems that these are really better than the raw sheep that I swallowed yesterday?

"Then you will cook less in the future, but I must eat well!" Lifting his head slightly, his big amber eyes looked at Qiao Wen: "Now, can you make me something to eat? "

It was only then that Qiao Wen realized that he had recovered from his illness after only sleeping for one afternoon.