The man's face lit up, "Oh? "Then I'll wait. Little brother, you can go."
Ye Fan went into the forest, and after a few minutes, he ran back with a large handful of leaves in his hands, as well as a piece of mud.
"Fragrant leaves, wild ginger?" After the man recognized the two items, he laughed and said, "Little brother, you really know how to think of a way. This time, the chicken won't smell fishy."
Ye Fan ran to the stream, washed the wild ginger, and then took a kitchen knife, slapped the wild ginger open, cut it into a few pieces, and stuffed it into the chicken's stomach with the fragrant leaves.
"Alright, this way, when we roast it later, the taste of the ginger juice and fragrant leaves will spread to every inch of the chicken." After Ye Fan finished, he felt like he was about to salivate.
The middle-aged man's eyes also lit up, "Little brother, you really know how to cook. Alright, hurry up and start roasting."
Very quickly, the two of them skewered the six chickens on three wooden sticks and began to roast them.
This kind of roasting method couldn't be fast. It could only use the heat to slowly smoke it, otherwise the chicken would be charred and the meat would be too old.
Ye Fan was well aware of this. After all, there were many people who lived in the wild in the past, and roasting chickens was a common occurrence.
The middle-aged man saw that Ye Fan was very familiar with the roasting and became even happier. He laughed non-stop, "Little brother, your technique is not bad."
"Brother, you can do it too. You really are a professional foodie." Ye Fan laughed.
"Foodie? What is a foodie? "The man was puzzled.
Ye Fan thought to himself, is this big brother a caveman? Not connected to the Internet?
"A foodie is someone who is particular about food and likes to eat." Ye Fan said.
The man suddenly came to a realization and nodded, "Of course, I'm a foodie. I don't care about what I wear, but I have to pay attention to what I eat! Otherwise, I won't even have the energy to live!
"Speaking up to this point, the man let out a long sigh and said," Speaking of which, my two sons don't pay attention to eating at all. They don't even know how to fry a poached egg, so I don't really like those two boys.
Little brother, you're not bad. You like to eat, and you can even make it yourself. This kind of person living in this world is the way to live … "
Ye Fan looked at the man's appearance and thought that his child should be in middle school or something, so he said, "How many children nowadays know how to cook? It's normal. "
"A child?" The man blinked.
"That's right... Brother, is your son very old?" Ye Fan was puzzled.
The man then laughed and nodded, "Yes, yes, they are two brats! Haha … You don't even know how to fry poached eggs, two idiots, haha … "
Ye Fan was baffled, was it that funny? It was the first time he saw a father talk to his son like that. His two sons were probably quite pitiful.
After all, their father had gone from Kunlun Immortal World to Mount Shu for a "picnic". God knows how the two sons had been living with their grandparents.
The two of them chatted idly and even ate the internal organs as an appetizer.
Ye Fan discovered that this man didn't know much about some new things, especially some things on the internet. It was probably because he had stayed in the mountains for a long time.
However, Ye Fan didn't mind and patiently explained some things to him. The man understood quite quickly.
Finally, after roasting the six chickens, the fragrance made Ye Fan salivate.
"Brother, you have three, and I have three. I'll give you the biggest one. After all, you built the stove. How about it? Do you pay attention to it? "Ye Fan asked.
The man smiled and nodded, "Sure, sure, aiya …" Little brother, I like your personality. You are very direct when you do things, and you are also very particular about it! "leaf
Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The two strangers met by chance, gathered together for the sake of eating chicken, and even said that the other party was very particular about it. If outsiders saw this, they would probably think that these two were idiots.
This chicken had just been roasted, so it was naturally very hot. However, with Ye Fan's physical fitness, he didn't care about this little bit of temperature. He could even forcefully resist the Phoenix Flames for a while.
Therefore, without hesitation, Ye Fan opened his mouth and began to chomp down on it.
What surprised Ye Fan was that this middle-aged man didn't even wait for it to cool down and directly started to chew on it, eating with relish.
"Ah... So fragrant, tsk tsk …" Little brother, this wild ginger and fragrant leaf of yours are really amazing! I think we need to give this roasted pheasant a name. "The man's face was serious, and he didn't seem to be joking.
Ye Fan broke off a chicken leg, took a big bite, and vaguely asked, "What name should I give it?"
"How about …" Fastidious Roast Chicken? "The man asked seriously.
"Cough!" Cough cough! — — "
Ye Fan directly choked, he really wanted to scold, "You're crazy", but since they were strangers, there was no need, so he smiled and said, "There's no need, right? It's good to eat chicken, isn't it superfluous to give it a name?"
The man nodded, "What you said makes sense, then I won't take it."
Ye Fan watched him eat heartily, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, don't you think it's hot?"
"It's not hot, it's only delicious when it's hot," the man said vaguely, his mouth full of grease. leaf
Fan Xian thought, this guy is probably also a super foodie, he is already used to eating hot food.
After eating all the chicken bones on the ground, Ye Fan walked to the mountain stream, drank some sweet spring water, and comfortably rubbed his tummy.
If he had thought of barbecuing in the wild earlier, he wouldn't have needed to eat those big pots of rice in Mount Shu. With this method, he wouldn't have to return to the Mount Shu Sect for the time being.
The middle-aged man also drank some water, then began to tidy up his kitchen knife and seasonings.
"Little brother, I haven't even asked you, what are you doing in this mountain? "I think you have martial arts, you can run so fast," the man said with a smile. leaf
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, "You can tell, I practice martial arts?"
"Sigh, this isn't that rare. You also know, there are a lot of martial arts practitioners in my hometown." The man said with a smile as he tidied up his things.
Ye Fan nodded. Indeed, the Kunlun Sect was right there, and there were quite a few opportunities for ordinary people to see martial artists.
"I was training here, but I encountered something that I couldn't figure out, so I wanted to stop and find something to eat. In the end, I met you, old bro." Ye Fan said.
"Training? What kind of martial arts do you practice? I also know a little martial arts, maybe we can discuss it? "The man looked at Ye Fan with a smile. His pair of seemingly ordinary eyes revealed an unfathomable expression.
Ye Fan faintly felt that this man's entire body was filled with suspicion, but facing this kind of gaze, he wouldn't feel any danger. Instead, he would be very willing to tell him.
"I'm practicing the sword, do you understand?" Ye Fan said.
The man clicked his tongue, "Sword, you know a little …" But what exactly is wrong with you? "leaf
Although he didn't think that this person would be able to answer his question, seeing that he was so kind, he simply explained his contradiction. Sword intent and Imperial Sword, how could they perfectly fuse together and not clash … Leaf
After he finished speaking, seeing that the man was frowning and didn't have any reaction, Ye Fan sighed.
He was really in a hurry to ask a mountain foodie, what could he tell you?
Ye Fan advised, "Brother, you don't have to bother thinking about it. This is very abstract to begin with, and it's not something that can be understood in an instant, nor is it a problem that can be easily solved.
For thousands of years, no one in the Mount Shu Sect had truly mastered the Imperial Sword Technique … "We ate quite happily today, so let's part ways here."
The middle-aged man tidied up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. He stood up and said with a friendly smile, "Little brother, although I have never seen the Imperial Sword Technique that you speak of, nor have I seen your sword intent … I feel that you may be treating your sword too much like a sword. So, your sword is still just a sword …"
Too much … As a sword?!
When Ye Fan heard this, he didn't think much of it, but he lowered his head and pondered for a moment. Suddenly! A thought that made even his soul tremble suddenly popped up in his mind!
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, he suddenly grasped the key to solving the problem!
"Senior!" "You mean …"
Ye Fan suddenly raised his head. Halfway through his words, he was completely stupefied.
That man had actually disappeared!?
In front of him, standing only two to three meters away from him, he actually disappeared without a sound!?
Ye Fan felt a chill run down his spine. He swallowed his saliva, his palms were covered in cold sweat, and he was dumbstruck …
The last time he had such a feeling was when he met big sister fairy …
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