Archery of Chiba Peach Blossom

After going on like this, his mother is almost three years old, but she still can't get married!

Ugh!

Well, it's a good thing that his son is so worried about her, so it's fine if she doesn't appreciate it, and if she has something to do, she will disappear for him and make him exhausted.

Even after she learned of her son's ability, she became a shopkeeper a year ago and threw all the business on her own head. What about herself?Except for the three months of returning to Misty Peak every year, the rest of the time is either gambling or fighting, or going to the palace compound to steal wine and food. He is surprised, why didn't she meet Hong Qigong in a plot mission?

"Ugh."

After reminiscing, Long Zijun sighed heavily, and looked at the sky outside, the sky had cleared up. "Let's go find something to eat!" Long Zijun touched his flat stomach, got up and walked out of the temple.

After half an hour.

Long Zijun came back with two pheasants in his hands. After a simple treatment, he built a fire in the temple, and then directly skewered the chickens on the wooden sticks and roasted them. While roasting, he turned the wooden sticks. He took out a small bag wrapped in oiled paper cloth, which contained various seasonings, and he took out several ingredients and sprinkled them on the chicken.

Thanks to his mother's characteristics of delicious food, Long Zijun has practiced excellent cooking skills.

Two quarters of an hour later, the chicken was golden in color, and the faint meaty aroma was mixed into the nose with a delicate fragrance. Long Zijun leaned in and took a deep breath, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was about to put the chicken in his mouth Suddenly, a voice exploded in my ear.

"Divide the chicken in two, give me the chicken butt!"

Hearing this sound suddenly, Long Zijun froze for a moment, his heart skipped a beat. After all, it is rare for this person to approach silently without being noticed. With a green bamboo stick in his right hand, he can guess who he is regardless of what he looks like.

The same is true of Hong Qigong, the northern beggar.

At this moment, someone who is well-known in the world is really staring at Long Zijun with a salivating face... the roast chicken in his hand, seeing him swallowing saliva continuously in his throat, and his eyes shining brightly, if it weren't for the fact that he is a beggar and not a robber. I'm afraid he will grab it now.

"Since the senior wants to eat, there is no reason for the junior to refuse." Moujun's eyes flashed, and he handed over the whole chicken, "Here! Senior, please taste the cooking skills of the junior."

Hong Qigong took it unceremoniously, said "thank you", and took a bite vigorously. As soon as he took it in, a strong chicken smell melted into his mouth, which made people feel a sense of enjoyment. Liang, after looking down, he saw that the meat was soft, moderately soft and hard, with the original taste and exquisite seasoning, which was actually a bit better than that of the chef.

"Delicious!" There was almost no pause, the chicken was swept away in less than 5 minutes, and it was not until he swallowed the last bite in satisfaction that Hong Qigong recollected the taste, unscrewed the wine gourd and took a sip, pressed Suppressing the delicacy with a lingering fragrance, I was thinking about how to tell the young man later, although he said to treat himself to eat, but it seemed a bit too much for him to eat all of it, not to mention that from a distance, he felt that this young man should be very suitable. His own spleen and stomach... However, when he took a closer look at the young man's appearance, the wine in his mouth spurted out with a "poof", and the wine sprayed directly onto the fire in front of him, and the flames rushed up, making the two of them They took two steps back at the same time.

Cough!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Choking on the wine, Hong Qigong coughed vigorously, and his face turned red after a while.

"Senior?" For his reaction, Moujun was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. Besides, it's not like this kind of situation has never happened before. Who made him look so cute. "You...you...cough cough...cough cough..." After a while, Hong Qigong stopped coughing, "little baby, what is your name and where are you from? Cough cough."

"My name is Long Zijun. As for where I am from, eh? From Jiangnan..." If you were born in Jiangnan, you should be considered as from Jiangnan, right?Moujun replied uncertainly.