Chapter 621

Ramo listened to the middle-aged slave who was sweating anxiously, for fear that he would be useless, so he asked him to get a bucket of water.

Yan Mo took out a large wooden barrel and gave it to him, the slave finally laughed, and quickly ran to fetch water with the wooden barrel.

Yuan Zhan used a small bone knife to cut open openings on the raw meat, so that it was easy to spread the seasoning.

Yan Mo took out the dishes and gave them to everyone, and made a little sweet condiment with brown sugar made from bee rǔ sweetened sticks, and the taste was a little heavier. No way, his animals like it.

Yuan Zhan swept the plate of dipping sauce with a dàng smile from the corner of his eyes. Since brown sugar appeared in Jiuyuan, many people were obsessed with sweets. He was not particularly obsessed, but occasionally wanted to change the taste.

I haven't found chili yet, and when I find similar seasonings, I will make you unable to stop eating! "Yan Mo's saliva is overflowing, and he misses the spicy taste very much.

Er Meng begged for condiments and threw them to La Molin, and sat there wanting to eat ready-made.

La Molin cut some pieces of meat with a knife, skewered them, and sprinkled a handful of cumin on them, and an alluring aroma spread.

Many people couldn't help but look in the direction of the Jiuyuan seat, and many people sniffed and asked what the smell was.

Lamoring, as if she didn't want to make others feel better, put the seasoning wooden box in front of him, brushed it with oil, sprinkled it with fried salt, and sprinkled a little cumin powder.

Gudong. "I don't know how many people started to swallow.

Lamoring shook his head, sniffing the aroma of barbecue intoxicatedly, greedy, drooling is not your share. "

Yuan Zhan cut off the most cooked layer on the surface and dipped it in the sweet sauce. He thought it tasted good, and cut off a few slices of the dipping sauce to feed Yan Mo.

Yan Mo took a few bites and let him eat it himself. He wanted to eat cumin flavored more.

Ermeng whispered to Huo Yuntian, saying that the priest was partial, and that the things the priest made were so good, but the leader was the one who ate the most.

Shut up, get you food, and so much nonsense! "Yan Mo grabbed a hawthorn and smashed it on his forehead.

Ermeng grabbed the hawthorn that fell from his head and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, then went to hug La Molin's waist to fake crying, and grabbed La Molin's freshly roasted slices of meat to eat.

Lamoring grabbed his thief's paw, and comforted him with a smile: don't cry, your eyes will fall out. "

Ermeng was so frightened that he pushed him away, covered his eyes and anxiously let Yan Mo show it to him, and ate it by the way.

Yuan Zhan kicked him away and drank: I want to eat and bake it myself! "

Ermeng was disliked by everyone, so he had to cut the meat honestly.

Huoyuntian smiled, he liked the atmosphere of Jiuyuan people very much, natural, harmonious, relaxed, much better than he expected.

Yan Mo handed Huo Yuntian a plate and a bone knife. When you see the meat is cooked, you can cut it and eat it yourself. Don't be embarrassed. These are all edible. If you are polite, don't want to eat anything. "

Huo Yuntian didn't intend to be polite, he was just used to letting the strong eat first and the weak after, and now he was obviously weak in Huocheng or Jiuyuan.

what stone is this? how could it be this……? Huo Yuntian carefully held the porcelain plate, not knowing what words to use to describe it. He could only be sure that it was not made of pottery or Yuanjing, but more like some kind of precious material in between.

Yan Mo smiled, isn't it good-looking? This is porcelain, a specialty of Jiuyuan. "

When the middle-aged slave came back from fetching water, Huo Yuntian saw that Ermeng had given him one of his beautiful porcelain plates, and also cut a piece of meat for him, and his heart was very shaken.

The middle-aged slave shook his hands, and knelt on the ground to thank him for the reward. Poor Ermeng was still stunned for a moment, and finally slapped the slave on the back. He didn't say anything and just let him sit and eat. After he finished eating, he cut a piece for him, just to take care of the newcomer.

Yan Mo and others were accustomed to this, but in the eyes of others, the Jiuyuan chief priest and slaves all mixed together to eat is the proof of the savage, only the savage does not distinguish between high and low.

Originally, there were many people who were jealous when they smelled the aroma of the barbecue in Jiuyuan, but now, as if they had found a reason, they were all expressing their opinions in a loud voice.

It's a pity that the people of Jiuyuan didn't respond to this. Even Huo Yuntian, who had just joined, also quickly integrated into the atmosphere of Jiuyuan, and the middle-aged slave cried and ate while crying, and he was not slow to eat.

The cursed witch couldn't sit still after sitting in Wucheng for a while. His apprentice's methods of roasting and seasoning were first-rate, and his mouth was already fed by Jiuyuan's endless delicacies over the past few years. How could he bear to live in Wucheng? Only the salty and fishy grilled fish.

The cursed witch squeezed a seat beside the apprentice, Yan Mo saw him coming, and immediately took out a stack of steaming pancakes.

Master, when you are old, you can't just eat meat, you can eat it with a pie and add some vegetables. "Yan Mo said and took out a few wild vegetables and other items that had been cleaned up.

The curse witch was so happy to be served by apprentices, and even showed off to look at other priests in the witch city.

The other priests didn't know what they were thinking, but the expression on the witch's face was not very good, and the strength of biting grilled meat and grilled fish became stronger and stronger.

Little Mowu, what are you eating, why is it so delicious? "The first person who couldn't hold back came.

The sorcerer despised him, don't be so cheeky, First God Warrior! Want to eat something in exchange. "

The plate that Yan Mo had stretched out slammed back and looked at Feishan with a smile on his face, I listened to my master's obedience.

Coincidentally.

Feishan gas music, took out a handful of nuts, eat? "

Yan Mo saw that the nut looked like a melon seed, and immediately asked, "Is this the seed of a large, disc-shaped flower?" This flower also likes to face the sun? "

how? You Jiuyuan also have this kind of flower? I thought this was only available in our witch city, no, to be precise, it was the giant clan, who raised a lot of this kind of flowers and regarded it as a follower of the Father God. But they don't like the seeds of this sunflower. They are too small, and they can't taste it. The whole Wucheng is probably my favorite. "Feishan sat down in the empty seat that Yuan Zhan gave up.

Yan Mo took the melon seeds and stuffed them all into his pockets. He thought that all Feishan's food was cooked, but when he took it, he found out that they were all raw.

Yuan Zhan handed Feishan a plate of sliced ​​meat.

Thank you Feishan.

Bring some of your fish over later. "Yuan Zhan saw that Yan Mo was very interested in the sea fish eaten by Wucheng people.

it is good! "Feishan was also surprised when he saw the porcelain plate. Is this a bone tool? No, this is..."

porcelain. "Yuan Zhan only said two words briefly, without any introduction, is there a way for Tucheng to quickly spread the news back?"

Feishan stuffed a piece of meat, and was fascinated by the special fragrance. Hearing this, he swallowed the barbecue and said with a smile, "Are you worried that Tucheng will call in people to deal with Jiuyuan first?" "

Yuan Zhan admitted frankly, yes. "

Don't worry, they dare not. If they do, they intend to make enemies of the other Eight Cities. The Ninetowns Gathering stipulates that tribal leaders and high priests must come, and in order to win the competition, everyone will also bring out the most powerful warriors and priests. Set up various rules. "

Feishan paused, grabbed a piece of meat, and said what was the use of them secretly attacking Jiuyuan, as long as they didn't kill you, wouldn't they be afraid of you coming back for revenge? This barbecue tastes really good, how much did you bring? I'll exchange something for you. "

Isn't there a jiāo easy market after the party, you will come back then. "The cursed witch clearly didn't want to take advantage of Feishan.

Feishan was helpless, and quickly cut off a large plate full of meat slices, picked it up and ran. I will give it to the witch and elephant to taste, and I will send a basket of sea fish to you later. "

Feishan's actions seem to give other people a signal or courage?

Yan Mo and the others were having a relationship with the two newcomers, and someone else came over.

The goddess who dominates life is above, the smell of your barbecue can make everyone greedy. "The three priests of Mucheng came over with three warriors.

sit. "Yuan Zhan seemed to have expected someone to come and motioned Ermeng to move out of his seat.

Yan Mo secretly smiled at Yuan Zhan: Look, it's open.

Yuan Zhan pinched his thigh.

Congsheng led the three warriors to sit down cross-legged between Ermeng and La Moling. The youngest of the three warriors he brought curiously looked at Yuan Zhan and others, and the one who saw the most was Yan Mo.

Yan Mo had almost eaten the meat, and he cut the meat and passed it to the four of them. Then he asked with a smile, "Everyone, apart from the barbecue, do you still want me to help you break through?" "

Congsheng was revealed to be his true purpose, neither ashamed nor annoyed, and said with a smile: We Mucheng have always disliked disputes, and we are much weaker than other Shangcheng in terms of combat effectiveness. "

The curse witch sneered, it is very weak, Wu, Kong, Water, Fire, Wood, the top five rankings have not changed for many years, Tucheng insisted on marrying the young and beautiful princess to your only one. The prince who can lie down and cannot walk. "

Don't say that to my brother! "The youngest Mucheng warrior jumped up. If it weren't for the injury, my elder brother would be the strongest warrior in Mucheng!"

Mu Xiao, sit down! "Clustered drink lowly.

The young man named Mu Xiao sat down reluctantly, but as soon as his butt fell, he eagerly asked Yan Mo: "Master Priest of Jiuyuan, if you can cure the warrior in Huocheng, then you will definitely be able to cure me." brother right? If you can let my big brother..."

Wood Owl! "Congsheng is helpless. If you interrupt again, you will go back. I told you just now that you don't want to come!"

Mu Xiao pouted, and the soldier next to him rubbed his head with a smile.

Congsheng was disturbed by his little prince, patted his face in distress, and said sincerely to Yan Mo: You heard that, I am a healing priest myself, but just like I can't be optimistic about Huo Yuntian, I can't let our big brother His Royal Highness stood up. Lord Mowu, our eldest prince cannot be loyal to you, but as long as you can cure him, we are willing to exchange you for an eighth-level warrior. "

The bearded warrior beside the bush beat his chest, I, the mallet, the eighth-level wood control warrior, but I can only control one kind of plant, the wood spear tree. "