The book is back to the right, not to mention how Dongfang Yumei arranged the housekeeper Wang Kui, but to say that everyone in the Li family village was.

Li Muyun, who won praise with a plate of hot green onion, was quite proud. Looking at the pitiful look of a group of local bumpkins who had eaten cooking for the first time, he immediately felt a sense of accomplishment.

But why did the old man stare at him? Hasn’t he fryed a plate for him just now? Didn’t this living father eat enough? That big plate just now had a lot of meat, and it was more than two pounds. The old man actually made it alone. Li Muyun was very worried about whether it would make him ruined.

However, before Li Muyun could figure out what nerves the old man was, Chen Mu, who had no eyes, came over and poked him behind him: "Hey, Xiaoyun, are there any other tricks?"

"No! Put them all in the pot and cook them!" Li Muyun shook his head quickly. Chen Mu behind him could almost see the dandruff that was thrown away.

Oh my god, I didn’t like it anyway, but after eating a piece of meat, I became ‘Xiaoyun’. I have never seen such a shameless person in my life.

I have to say that Li Muyun still underestimated the influence of cooking cooking on the Tang Dynasty, which only had steam, boiling and roasting. Just after Chen Mu retreated aside a little depressedly, Old Li Yuan's living father spoke: "Xiaoyun, since there is no new dish, let's get ten plates of green onions and green onions for your father."

Li Muyun looked at Old Li Yuan with an incredible look: "Dad, you can't eat too much of this thing. If you eat too much, you will get a cerebral thrombosis!"

"What, what truncation?" Li Yuan didn't know what cerebral thrombosis was.

But the next moment, Li Muyun, whose mouth was cramped with cramps, stood there and began to shake, and said in a speech while shaking: "That's it, that's it, that's it, it's like this, it's called brain, cerebral blood, and closure!"

"..." Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun's appearance that he was about to be killed, and couldn't help but shivered, thinking that even if I die, I wouldn't want to become that ghost.

Chen Mu and others were also a little scared when they saw Li Muyun's appearance, and they all turned their eyes to Old Li Yuan, as if they wanted to see if the Supreme Emperor had signs of "cerebral thrombosis". If so, they would take down the culprit first.

After all, they are Li Yuan's guards. If this young man ran away from home and turned into that ghost, he would probably let His Majesty Li Er let their group beat him even more powerfully than this one after he went back.

However, Li Muyun didn't care much about these things. The so-called cerebral thrombosis was just an excuse for him not to fry ten plates of hot green onions again. After Li Yuan was not forced, he happily took the slightly cool oil residue and walked towards the yard.

While walking, he didn't forget to grab one or two pieces and throw them into his mouth to chew them. The mellow and delicious taste made him squint his eyes so much that he enjoyed it.

It’s better to say that the original world of the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, was better. In the later generations, there were genetically modified and feed and hormones everywhere. How could there be such a delicious thing?

"What are you eating?" Just as Li Muyun narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it, Old Li Yuan stood behind him strangely.

"Ah? This? This is the boiled oil residue, just like the residue left over from pickled rape oil. It's useless and you won't eat it if you feed it to pigs!" Li Muyun put the plate in his arms and collected it.

"Take it to your father!" Li Yuan stretched out a big hand.

"Entertainment father, this thing is not a good thing. Eating too much can lead to cerebral thrombosis." Li Muyun turned around, blocking the eyes of Old Li Yuan that were almost falling into the plate with his body, and pointed to Chen Mu who was standing aside: "If you really want to eat, see if he agrees or not."

It’s about his own head, how could Chen Mu agree? Shake his head immediately!

Although he also knew that since Li Muyun dared to eat, the thing must be really poisonous, as a guard, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid of one, so he would rather let Old Li Yuan "see through his eyes" than let the Supreme Emperor "try the Dharma with his body."

However, Li Yuan was obviously not a fool, so how could he be fooled by Li Muyun and Chen Mu? He stretched his hand forward: "He knows nothing, bring it!"

"No, my dear father! This is pig meat, it is pig meat. You are a person with status. This thing is not suitable for you!"

"Fuck, I just want to eat it! Do you give it?"

"It's not that I won't give it. If you eat this thing, you will get high cholesterol, high blood pressure, and high blood lipids. In the end, you will get a cerebral thrombosis, and it looks like a five-year-old... "

"Don't make excuses for me. If it's so dangerous, why do you still eat it?"

"I am born to be poor and can't eat good things." Li Muyun didn't know how many times it was to avoid Old Li Yuan's big hand and said crying and peeing.

"I don't believe it, I will try it, otherwise I will believe it or not, I will beat you!"

OK! Seeing that the old man had already become anxious about a plate of oil residue, Li Muyun could only helplessly take out the plate and watched the old Li Yuan, who had just eaten about two pounds of pork, pick a piece from it and put it into his mouth.

"Well, this thing is good, it tastes very delicious!" After Li Yuan tried it, he immediately praised with a smile on his face, then glanced at Li Muyun and showed a meaningful smile.

There was a conspiracy! Li Muyun shivered unconsciously. Just as he was about to say something to Li Yuan, the old man waved to Chen Mu and others: "Come on, come on, you can try it too. This thing is not worse than the hot green onion meat just now!"

It's over! When Li Yuan called Chen Mu and his group, Li Muyun's heart gradually sank. Thinking of the cowardly appearance of these animals just now, he knew clearly that the oil residue on the plate would probably not be kept.

But the facts proved that Li Muyun only guessed the beginning of the story. What he didn't save was not only the plate of oil residue, but also the pork on the ground.

The work of boiling oil is too simple, you can basically master it by just reading it once.

So after the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and dried the oil residue on the plate, the animals brought by Chen Mu immediately spontaneously cut the meat. Large pieces of fat were cut off, and then thrown into the pot, and finally turned into large or small oil residues, and then fell into their stomachs.

...

Over the whole day, the huge fat meat on both ends was forced by Chen Mu and Chen Huo, the two weak calfs, and they brought their lives to boil all the fat meat into oil. More than a dozen people ate oil residue and lay on the ground and hummed, which looked no better than cerebral thrombosis.

And what about Li Muyun? What about our poor protagonist? Are you going to have sex?
Chapter completed!