Jiang Xingchen was very happy to discover the huge limestone reserves. Although it is impossible to develop them now, as long as he has enough funds, he can open a canal.

Walking south, Jiang Xingchen searched everywhere, and the old man was not idle either. As a great doctor, he would involuntarily look for some rare herbs.

Zhao Danqing is a completely foodie, with countless animals in the mountains and forests. As long as Zhao Danqing saw it, the first thing he said was to ask Jiang Xingchen, is this delicious? The group of members were a little ashamed to meet people, and they hid far away at this time, as if I didn't know him.

Jiang Xingchen is so angry. I have never seen most of these animals before. I don’t know if they are delicious. I still don’t know if they can eat them…

It is said that luck cannot be stopped when the city walls come. Just five days after entering the southern wilderness, Jiang Xingchen made a new discovery. A small plant was covered with slender gray-black pods. When he pinched it, he found that it turned out to be mung beans.

"Good stuff, mung bean soup, mung bean cake, and can also be made into mung bean ice cream. It is also very good to make vermicelli. This is a good product for summer heat prevention and cooling. It also has the effect of detoxification..." Jiang Xingchen thought while laughing.

Zhao Danqing's eyes immediately lit up and he came over in two steps: "Brother, what is this? Is it delicious?"

"Not delicious!" Jiang Xingchen glanced at Zhao Danqing and shook his head.

"It's not delicious, please stop fooling me!" Zhao Danqing didn't believe it at all. How could the things that Jiang Xing (Chang Fengchen discovered were not delicious? For so many days, he always wanted to let Jiang Xingchen have a meal of wild game, but Jiang Xingchen just ignored him. He found new things today, of course he wouldn't let them go.

"Brother. You can't do this. I said that it was the old man's idea that day, and he just wanted to take revenge on you...Oh!"

With a bang, Zhao Danqing slapped the back of the head, let out a painful cry, turned his head and glared, and saw that the old man had arrived at him at some point.

"Why are you hitting me? It was your idea. You asked me to cooperate with you and said that you could force your brother to make seafood. Later, you betrayed me and treat me like something. I should..." Zhao Danqing burst out of anger. He pointed at the old man and squirted wildly.

The old man ignored him at all, looked at the things in Jiang Xingchen's hand, and asked, "Can this thing be eaten?"

"It should be able to eat, but the taste is probably not that good!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head.

When Zhao Danqing saw that the old man ignored him, he felt bored. But when he heard Jiang Xingchen say this, he immediately continued: "Impossible, if it's not delicious, why would you laugh at just now?"

"Brother Zhao, I beg you not to speak, okay? Don't you know that you look like a funny guy?" The old man kicked Zhao Danqing and winked at him.

Zhao Danqing was about to be anxious, but suddenly saw the old man's expression and kept silent. He just realized that the more he said, the less Jiang Xingchen would be able to do it for them.

"Hurry and search around and collect all the mung beans!" Jiang Xingchen said.

"This thing is called mung beans, okay!" The group of people responded and quickly dispersed.

"Old man, what are you thinking? Brother Jiang obviously didn't tell the truth! When he found the new ingredients he was not a delicious dish..." When looking for mung beans, Zhao Danqing asked the old man in a low voice.

"You idiot, let's go and come out, can Xiaohuntan be happy? The more you say, he will not make it for you... We don't have to pay attention to anything. This is a newly discovered ingredient, and he will make it himself!" The old man said, looking back.

"It makes sense!" Zhao Danqing's eyes shiny, and then he raised his thumbs to the old man: "Hao, it's really high!"

"Take a big deal, you're just stupid! Look back and stare at it, find an opportunity to take action..."

"Snatch it again, then he will even have seafood in the future..."

"You are so quiet..."

There are a lot of mung beans around, and a group of people will make a small bag of more than 20 kilograms.

"So many should be enough!" Jiang Xingchen glanced at the green beans in the bag, and was about to put them away.

At this time, Zhao Danqing came over and looked into the bag from behind Jiang Xingchen.

Jiang Xingchen turned his head, looked at Zhao Danqing and smiled, and suddenly asked, "Does it look good?"

"Uh!" Zhao Danqing was stunned. He didn't understand what Jiang Xingchen meant, but he nodded repeatedly: "It looks good, it looks good!"

"If you look good, take a closer look!" Jiang Xingchen said, stretching the bag open.

Zhao Danqing was completely confused. His big eyes were staring at Mung Bean, not understanding what Jiang Xingchen meant.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen's mouth was getting higher and higher, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Jiang, are you okay?" Zhao Danqing asked in confusion.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head and put away the bag.

After Zhao Danqing left for no reason, the old man quietly came to Jiang Xingchen and asked, "Boy, what did you mean just now?"

"It's okay, I just remembered a sentence, asking Tomba to look at mung beans, and I met her... Old Zhao insisted on seeing it just now!" As he said that, Jiang Xingchen laughed again.

"Tornacle...mung bean!" The old man burst out and laughed: "You can't say anything, the turtle's eyes are really the same as mung bean...hahahaha..."

That night, Zhao Danqing's howl suddenly sounded in the wilderness: "Jiang Xingchen, I'll fight with you..."

There are also turtles in another world. Whether it is the earth or here, turtles are not a good word. Especially since I have heard of the Water Margin adapted by Jiang Xingchen, I am deeply impressed by Pan Jinlian's passage and understand the meaning of this noun.

Later, when Zhao Danqing got married, his second brother joked that his brother and sister were so beautiful, you have to be careful and don’t be a turtle in the future. As a result, Zhao Danqing shouted and rushed towards Jiang Xingchen.

Turning around the sky, the group continued to move forward. On the way, the old man, Jiang Xingchen, and the members of the Iron Sword walked in front. Zhao Danqing hung his face and followed the last, staring at everyone's backs with gritted teeth. He felt that everyone was laughing secretly, including the hateful wolf.

At noon, everyone went out to find food. The environment here is hard to make, and it is impossible to carry too much food, otherwise it will be broken. The longest storage time is white flour cakes, which were eaten up this morning, so they had to look for prey.

Of course, neither the old man nor Zhao Danqing had been looking forward to this day. With Jiang Xingchen's picky taste, Jiang Xingchen couldn't even eat it.

After the group of people left, Jiang Xingchen found a mountain spring, scooped out a large basin of water, then grabbed two handfuls of mung beans, washed, threw them into the basin, and lit the fire to cook mung bean soup.

The climate is too humid and hot, so he doesn't have cultivation like others, and the formation cannot be operated at any time, so he wants to drink some mung bean soup to prevent heatstroke and detoxify.

After a while, the fire boiled water, and the color slowly changed, and the mung beans had already bloomed. Jiang Xingchen took the basin from the fire and soaked it directly into the spring water to cool down.

"Why aren't you back yet?" Jiang Xingchen looked up at the sky. It had been more than half a month since he made mung bean soup (month time). With the strength of the team members, he should have come back long ago, let alone the old man and pork ribs.

After more than ten minutes, the temperature of mung bean soup had dropped. Jiang Xingchen drank a bowl himself, then wiped his mouth and sighed: "The familiar taste is really good! It's a pity that there is no white sugar. If you spoon the sugar, chill it up..."

After smacking his lips, Jiang Xingchen took out a water-drinking bag and prepared to fill the mung bean soup. He couldn't drink so much mung bean soup alone, so he wanted to wait for everyone to come back to divide it.

But before he could pour it in, he felt that the basin of mung bean soup was gone. Then he heard a gurgling sound.

When I looked up, I saw the old man holding a big basin, tilting his neck, and pouring it into his mouth.

"Fuck, I'm immortal, please leave some for me and don't eat alone!" Zhao Danqing roared, jumped out from behind a big tree, and ran towards the old man. Immediately afterwards, there were a group of iron sword team members behind.

Jiang Xingchen was covered in black and his muscles were thrusting wildly. The feelings of these guys had already come back, but they didn't come out. No need to ask, this was the idea of ​​the old man and Zhao Danqing. These two foodies had long been staring at mung beans.

In just a short moment, there was nothing in the basin in the old man's hand. When Zhao Danqing arrived, only some mung beans were left.

"It's nothing, it tastes really average, it's far worse than vinegar and pepper soup, boiled high vegetables, etc. Tea is also better than this thing, it feels even worse than clouds!" The old man shook his head and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't drink it, you've drunk a basin. Who are you fooling me?" Zhao Danqing pointed at the old man's nose and shouted.

"Hehe, am I anxious for a moment, didn't pay attention to the smell...but it's really average!"

The group of people, including Jiang Xingchen, were speechless and didn't even notice the taste. They wanted to eat alone!

"That... there are a little mung beans, so I'll give them to you! You like to see them anyway!" The old man handed the basin to Zhao Danqing.

"You only like to watch mung beans, your whole family likes to watch mung beans..." Zhao Danqing suddenly exploded, pointed at the old man's nose and cursed, then snatched the basin, raised his head and poured all the mung beans into his mouth, and chewed them hard.

"What kind of person is so angry that he still wants to eat!" Jiang Xingchen petrified again. He admired Zhao Danqing and the old man, two foodies.

"The taste is really average!" Zhao Danqing shook his head and said.

"I told you a long time ago that this is not delicious, you don't believe it!" Jiang Xingchen curled his lips and asked the members of the Iron Sword Group to bring up the prey.

Everyone knows that Jiang Xingchen is bleeding, and the ingredients are processed when Jiang Xingchen cooks mung bean soup. It is a yellow sheep. It is made with an even wooden stick and put it on the fire.

The conditions in the wild are simple, so this is the only way. However, Jiang Xingchen carries seasonings with him, and the taste can still be guaranteed.
Chapter completed!