"Uh...Am I just said something else? I mean the fish-flavored shredded pork looks pretty good." Zhao Xiaotian was wondering just now, why did Mi Fei'er make hairtails after making a fish?

After she tried this little, she realized that it was fish-flavored shredded pork.

"Forget it, I can't eat it anymore." Mi Fei'er pouted, picked up all the dishes and poured them into the trash can.

"Then I can only eat plain rice." Zhao Xiaotian turned on the rice cooker and found that the rice inside... was actually raw.

After another check, Mi Fei'er didn't plug in the power supply at all...

Mi Fei'er was almost driving herself crazy. She held her apron and threw it to the ground, and said angrily: "I won't do it anymore, none of them can be eaten."

Zhao Xiaotian picked up the apron, tied it to his body, and said to his sleeve: "I'll do it."

"You can cook?" Mi Fei'er showed a look of contempt. After all, she is a woman, how could you, a big man, cook?

Zhao Xiaotian put the remaining ingredients together and washed the vegetables and said, "I am an orphan. I used to be in Foye Village, and Yaya... Oh, even when Liu Xinyu hadn't gone, I always cooked myself."

"Then can you eat?"

"It's okay, just eat it just because you're okay, it won't be poisoned anyway." Zhao Xiaotian washed the vegetables and began to prepare to cut them.

That's it, but Mi Fei'er always feels that she should be careful all the time. Maybe she will be poisoned to death if she is not careful. But before she could think about how to prevent being poisoned, she heard Zhao Xiaotian's "thump"

The sound of cutting vegetables.

This speed is definitely not slower than the restaurant chef's cutting speed, and Mi Fei'er felt panicked when she heard it.

"He had one finger missing in his left hand and said he cut it off himself. Could it be..."

Mi Fei'er felt scared when she thought about it, so she rushed over and said, "Let me cut it. Although I don't cook well, at least my knife skills... Huh?"

When he came to Zhao Xiaotian and took a closer look, Mi Fei'er was in a state of cold sweat.

Zhao Xiaotian is very skillful in swordsmanship, and is so fast that he is scary. The dishes cut are basically the same width and length, and there is no difference with the naked eye.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaotian stopped the action in his hand.

"No...I forgot that your weapon is just a fruit knife, and your sword technique is naturally not much worse."

Mi Fei'er had seen Zhao Xiaotian use a knife, and then she realized that for a person who uses a knife to make a weapon, cutting vegetables is as simple as breathing.

"That's not a fruit knife, that's my dagger, called Frost Blade."

"Frost Blade? Why is there a name for martial arts?"

Zhao Xiaotian bent down and took out the dagger and handed it to Mi Fei'er: "Come on, you will know why it is called Frost Blade with it."

Mi Fei'er held the doubt in her hand. As soon as she started, she found that he was right. The dagger was cold and harsh, and she held it as if she was holding ice. This was not counting, and the weight surprised Mi Fei'er even more!

The seemingly inconspicuous black gold dagger weighs five or six pounds. How did he wear such a heavy thing and move freely on his body?

"It's so cold, aren't you afraid that carrying it will make you cold legs?" Mi Fei'er couldn't imagine that such a dagger was simply a carry-on refrigerator.

"I am practicing internal martial arts. I have qi in my body. As long as my qi is circulating, it will not affect my body temperature. And the coldness of this dagger can slow down my qi and help me practice."

Zhao Xiaotian said while cutting vegetables.

"Angry? Are you sure you haven't read too much martial arts novel?"

"Yes, qi. This is not nonsense, it has scientific basis. Just like the blood in a person, you can't see or feel it, it does not mean it is not flowing. You must know that every time the heart beats, the blood will

A circle around the whole body. The slower the heart beats, the better the body will be. Qi is the same as the truth.”

"The dead man is the best health?" Mi Fei'er thought to herself that you have no reason.

"Yes, dead people are the best in health and will not get sick."

"Well……"

Mi Fei'er threw the dagger on the table with a clang. For her, she couldn't stand the coldness. After a while, she realized that winter was in the summer and could not accept it.

Zhao Xiaotian originally wanted to say more, but when he saw that Mi Fei'er was not interested, he didn't mention it and continued to work hard on his hands.

What surprised Mi Fei'er was that Zhao Xiaotian also added oil to cook, and the amount of oil was similar to that of himself, but his cooking was not as big as that of the oil smoke, but on the contrary, he was very calm.

There was no thick smoke, no ghosts and wolves howling. After more than ten minutes, Zhao Xiaotian dinged and dangled, two dishes and one soup were completed.

And when cooking, Zhao Xiaotian had already plugged in the rice cooker, and the rice should be ready at this time.

The two of them sat at the table again, Zhao Xiaotian took off his apron, pointed to the food and said, "Try it."

Mi Fei'er held the chopsticks in her hand and looked at the food on the table. The first impression she saw was that she looked very good.

The same scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fish-flavored shredded pork, Zhao Xiaotian's dish looks much better, but it is said that it restores the true appearance of these two dishes. Only the pot of soup on one side is very plain, like a pot of water.

.I didn’t see any oil floating, no color, no vegetable leaves, and full of water.

In order to highlight that the cooking is not particularly bad, Mi Fei'er first picked up a bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and put them in her mouth. The eggs were sweet and exuded the sour taste of tomatoes. It instantly revealed the various aspects of life, as if his dish was

It can make people recall it.

"This...this is so delicious!"

Mi Fei'er screamed in surprise, completely ignoring her image, and putting tomatoes and eggs into her mouth with big mouths, and ate half a bowl of rice.

"Don't just eat one, there's another dish."

Zhao Xiaotian picked up a mouthful of fish-scented shredded pork and put it in Mi Fei'er's bowl.

Mi Fei'er always thought that this was definitely a coincidence. He could not have made such a delicious meal, but after taking another bite of fish-flavored shredded pork, Mi Fei'er completely fell into trouble.

The meat is cut into strips, with a fat three and a thin seven, and it has a very good taste. The fungus adds a clear texture to the silky smoothness of the dish, which is simply a match made by nature. What surprised Mi Fei'er even more was that this dish... really has fish.

fragrance.

"This..." Mi Fei'er could hardly speak.

"The reason why it is called fish-flavored shredded pork is because it is made of fish auxiliary materials. I just added the auxiliary materials for you to make fish, so you taste authentic fish-flavored shredded pork."

Zhao Xiaotian smiled and started eating with Mi Fei'er.

In less than five minutes, Mi Fei'er had eaten two bowls of rice, and the two dishes on the plate were clean. If you want to eat, you can only lick it. As a star, Mi Fei'er can't be so rude, even if

It's in front of an acquaintance.

So... she chose to lick the plate with her back to Zhao Xiaotian, without seeing her.

"I know what it means to steal the bell from the ear..." Zhao Xiaotian felt that Mi Fei'er was a little exaggerated. She hadn't eaten several meals...

Mi Fei'er turned around embarrassedly, patted her bulging belly, and burped her satisfaction, and smiled at Zhao Xiaotian.

Zhao Xiaotian took an empty bowl and served a bowl of soup for Mi Fei'er.

Mi Fei'er always felt that this was water and took a sip without any expectations.

After drinking this sip, her face suddenly felt a sense of happiness, because she had never drunk such a delicious hot drink. Not to mention the deliciousness, just the clean water of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is also a virtue of the person who made it.

.

"I know what you are asking, this is the hot you make, and then take out everything, take out the sediment after five minutes. If it tastes good, it is also what you make. If it is not delicious,

You can only blame yourself."

Mi Fei'er shed tears happily. It turned out that she had not failed so much, but she still accomplished one thing.

For her godly works, she began to drink one sip after another, and she had to drink all her seat anyway.

Zhao Xiaotian quietly wiped his sweat, thinking that if I didn't use anything to neutralize it, it would be strange if you wouldn't be so hot that you wouldn't be dead.

Two people who were full of wine and food packed up their things and sat on the bed and chatted.

Zhao Xiaotian suddenly thought of a sentence: Filling and having enough food and living, thinking about lust and desire!

But Mi Fei'er was stupid and didn't look like someone who would think of this aspect at all.

"Okay, you should tell me what happened in the past four years, why did they say that the prison exploded and you died?" Mi Fei'er asked curiously with her cheeks.

“This is a long story.”

"Then let's talk a long story."

"Okay." Zhao Xiaotian adjusted his thoughts and said, "After I went to the Devil Prison, I have been serving my sentence diligently and hardworkingly, but the humans in that place... no, those beasts have no normal thinking.

I can only make it difficult to survive.”

"I learned a lot in prison and met many people, including friends, enemies, teachers, students, and all kinds of things. After a year there, something happened, it was a winter.

,The prison exploded. Coincidentally, the high wall several meters thick was blown up, and all the prisoners rushed out. I knew I would definitely not be able to run away, so I hid it. Then the prison guards came out to rehabilitate, and finally the second explosion rang out.

Everyone died, only I survived.”

"That's nothing?" Mi Fei'er had just adjusted her posture and was about to listen carefully, but Zhao Xiaotian was over.

"You asked me to tell a long story." Zhao Xiaotian looked aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, then what happened later, where were you in the next three years?"

"After all the people in the prison died, I drove a helicopter and wanted to..."

"Stop..." Mi Fei'er interrupted Zhao Xiaotian, pressed one hand on her temple, and said with a smile: "You can drive...helicopter?"

"Yes, I learned it in prison."

"Can you learn helicopters in prison? What should you do if you run away? Why don't you fly away?"

"If two thermal missiles aimed at me, I could still run, I could try it." Zhao Xiaotian thought to myself, is it so stupid for you to be a prison guard?

"Uh...you keep going."

"I drove a helicopter and ran away from prison, but halfway through the road, the helicopter broke down and I parachuted. Then my umbrella bag did not open, and I fell on the roof of a village, with a severe head wound and temporarily lost my memory.

.I spent three years in the village, and then a bully hit me in the head. I woke up and ran here and disappeared."

Although Zhao Xiaotian said it very easily, Mi Fei'er could feel that the description of every thing he had is a life-and-death death, and it would definitely not be easy to survive.

"Why don't you contact us?"
Chapter completed!