The fish head and tail and fish steak need to be boiled for a while to make the taste come true.

The spiritual power of his subordinates urged him, and the fire became stronger. Bubbles appeared in the water, and the fragrance of fish overflowed.

Fan Ruoyin stared at her eyes, without blinking. Cheng Baiyi rubbed her face and asked, "Xiaohua, is it so ripe now? Hurry up and share a bowl of soup!"

He was so impatient. Hua Xiaomi threw the jar of purified Cuixue Jade Wine over, "If you are greedy, let's drink some wine to make your stomach."

He ignored him and picked up the fish fillet on the side and slid down the edge of the pot.

The fish fillets are very thin, so you must be careful not to stir with chopsticks and spoons, otherwise the firm meat will dissipate and the taste will be greatly lost.

Cheng Baiyi was waiting for the fish to come out of the pot, and the wine became less attractive to him, so he put it aside.

Fan Ruoyin's eyes were stuck by the soup, and she was also unintentional.

On the contrary, Gongsun Shu opened his eyes and poured a glass of wine for himself.

Looking at the light green color in the glass cup in my palm, the water light fluctuated faintly, as if it was shaking on the tip of his heart.

Just as I was about to taste it, I saw the wine jar beside me automatically opened, a ray of wine flowing out from it, and it fell into the mouth of the woman in gray along the arc.

After drinking, Hua Xiaomi stumbled her mouth and raised her eyes, "I've been busy with my meal, but I haven't tasted it yet!

Well... although the taste is not the best, it is strong enough!"

He was stunned. When he came to his senses, he saw that Cheng Baiyi had already taken the jar of wine into his hand.

"Come on, Fanxin, let's drink one, anyway, I'll wait.

You have a long song, with wine, and there are delicious foods from small flowers over there. Tsk, this day is really more free than a god!"

He didn't know whether the gods were free or not, but immortals always had to practice and had to worry about resources later.

Those young masters and ladies who don’t need to worry about resources are worried about their slow practice.

There is only sword in his world, but what about his sword? What sword did he practice?

Bing roars and snow roars. He has been building a foundation for decades, but he has been unable to complete the pill for a long time.

His heart of Tao is lacking, and the master took him the task of investigating evil cultivation, hoping to understand the world outside the master and understand the meaning of Tao.

For a moment, he forgot why he wanted to practice swords, and he also didn't remember what swords he wanted to practice next.

Maybe, he should think about it carefully.

The fish soup was boiling again, she gently shook the pot and poured it into the bowl where the mung bean sprouts were just spread.

Sniffing the seductive fish fragrance, Gongsun Shu couldn't help but feel a little moved, and he wanted to eat it too.

"Ah, it's cooked, it's started eating, it's started eating."

Cheng Baiyi and Fan Ruoyin put down their wine glass and walked towards Hua Xiaomi.

Hua Xiaomi sprinkled half of the peppers, peppers and other things he had just taken out on the surface of the fish soup, poured a few oil stars into the pot, and then heated them and poured them into a bowl.

"Sir..."

"Puchi..."

The aroma of oil burst into the soup, frying out all the umami flavor of the fish, and the spicy flavor was so hot that it was so hard to tears.

The peppercorns have a special numb smell, as if they only smell it, and the tip of the mouth and tongue will become crispy.

Cheng Baiyi snatched the long spoon from Hua Xiaomi's hand, took out a small golden silk bowl and was busy scooping the soup, and said shamelessly: "Xiaohua, I'll help you."

As a result, he had just scooped half a bowl, and saw the sound of Fan Ruo sounding beside him plucking the strings. He loosened his hands and the soup disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fan Ruoyin held the pipa in one hand and the bowl in the other. The snow-white fish meat was filled with red oil foam, which made it look very heavy at first glance.

But she is not like other women who like lightness. She has always loved to eat fish, and the more the taste is, the more she loves it. The boiled fish soup in front of her is amazingly suitable for her.

Her red lips slightly opened, and she raised the bowl and was about to enter her mouth, but she felt a strong wind blew by. When she looked over, she saw Hua Xiaomi holding the bowl of fish soup that had already been turned on.

Holding a small carved celadon, the oil from the bowl was swept out, and the soup color suddenly became much clearer, and it looked less greasy.

Hua Xiaomi shook her head, her face full of pride.

"You should taste this kind of delicious food carefully. You are busy swallowing it whole and the taste is not good. I'll try it for you first, haha~"

I thought the delicious food was about to enter my mouth, but I didn't expect that I just turned around the mouth. Fan Ruoyin and Cheng Baiyi both shook their heads in a loss, but who knew that something happened again.

Xiao Mi didn't drink this fish soup. At the last moment, Gongsun Shu felt like he was fascinated by his heart. He bounced a sword energy and snatched it.

Then he drank calmly in his mouth in the envy of the other three people. With an angry look, he silly.

He hasn't eaten anything in a long time.

The moment he entered his mouth, he almost wanted to spit it out, but he didn't, and he swallowed it all.

As expected, it was numb, spicy, and there was an indescribable feeling.

He saw his heart beat extremely quickly, his face and his ears were getting hot.

And his sword was trembling slightly.

He is excited!

Why?

The world is ruthless, the great way is ruthless, and his excitement and joy are useless.

"Wow, it turns out that the biting dog doesn't bark. Gongsun Zhuzi, you were the final winner without saying a word. I don't agree!"

Cheng Baiyi accused him with a face.

Gongsun Shu raised his eyes and looked at him, dissatisfied? Fight?

The next breath, Cheng Baiyi suddenly raised his smile again and shook at him with a jar of wine, "Since the soup is drunk, why not come to some more bar?"

As he said that, he poured him a glass. He looked at the jade-colored cup in front of him and then looked at the wine he had just put in a glass cup.

Without hesitation, he threw the glass cup away, raised the jade cup and poured it into it.

The taste is really not high-quality, but it's very strong!

"Oh my God, the legendary inhumane and extremely cold and hard Gongsun Shu would even drink and eat meat with big sips? Is there nothing wrong with my eyes, right?"

Cheng Baiyi and Fan Ruoyin were both stunned. They had never seen him look like this before.

Hua Xiaomi said "stop" and said, "What's so strange? If you want to eat, just drink. If you want to drink, you should do it naturally when you live!"

Being straightforward is not a compliment, but this situation is particularly in line with everyone's wishes.

It’s so straightforward. Who dares to ask who doesn’t want to be straightforward?

After drinking two bowls of soup, Cheng Baiyi exhaled while fanning and giving her a thumbs up: "Xiaohua, I think you are particularly beautiful today, I must write a poem for you!"

"Huh? Since Cheng Fu has expressed his opinion, I can't hide my weaknesses. I'll play a song."

Hua Xiaomi wrapped her hands around her chest and glanced at Gongsun Shu, "Where are you? After drinking my soup, you have to give him a sword?"

He snorted coldly: "My sword is used to kill people against the enemy, how can I play and have fun?"

She sneered: "Your sword is dazzling and you would rather show it to the enemy than dance for your friends. You have the face to say that you are a sword cultivator?"

Gongsun Shumo, friend?
Chapter completed!