My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 959

Chapter 0959 - Preferential

0959

The man's face lit up, "Oh? "Then I'll wait. Little brother, you can go."

Ye Fan went into the forest, and after a few minutes, he came back with a bunch of leaves and a sticky substance.

"Fragrant Leaf, Wild Mountain Ginger?" After the man recognized the two items, he laughed and said, "Little brother, you sure know how to think of something. This time, the chicken won't be fishy."

Ye Fan ran to the stream and washed off the wild ginger. Then, he took his kitchen knife and slapped the ginger apart, cutting it into several pieces. Then, he picked up some fragrant leaves and stuffed them together into the chicken's stomach.

"Alright, when I roast it like this, the taste of the ginger and fragrant leaves will spread to every inch of the chicken." Ye Fan finished preparing himself, and felt like he was about to drool.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up as he said, "Little brother, you sure know how to cook. Good, good. Hurry up and start roasting."

Very soon, the two of them strung the six chickens onto three wooden sticks and started roasting them.

This kind of roast method, the speed won't be fast, can only use that heat to slowly smoke, otherwise the chicken will be scorched, the meat will also be too old.

Ye Fan was very familiar with this path. After all, back then, there was no lack of people surviving in the wild, and roasted chicken was a common occurrence.

That middle-aged man saw that Ye Fan was very good at roasting, and became even happier, laughing non-stop, "Little brother, your skills are not bad."

"Bro, you can also do it, as expected of a professional foodie." Ye Fan laughed.

"Foodie? What's a glutton? " the man wondered.

Ye Fan thought to himself, is this big brother a man from the top of a mountain? No way?

"A foodie is someone who pays attention to their food and likes to eat," Ye Fan said.

The man came to a realization and nodded: "Of course I'm a foodie. I don't care about what I wear, I just need to eat it!" Otherwise, I won't be able to live anymore! "

Saying that, the man let out a long sigh and said, "Speaking of which, my two sons don't focus on eating at all, and they don't even know how to fry a poached egg themselves, so I don't really like those two brats.

"Brother, you're not bad. You like to eat, but you can still cook for yourself. This kind of person living in this world is the way to live!"

Ye Fan looked at this man's appearance and thought that his child should only be in high school or something, so he said, "How many children nowadays can cook?" "Very normal."

"Child?" The man blinked.

"That's right, brother. Is your son really that old?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

The man then laughed out loud and nodded, "Yes, yes, it's just two fart children! "Haha, you don't even know how to fry a lotus egg, you two fools! Haha!"

Ye Fan was a bit confused, was it so funny? This was the first time he had seen his son's father being called like this. His two sons were probably quite pitiful as well.

After all, his father had gone to Mount Shu from Mount Kunlun to 'have a picnic'. Only the heavens knew how his two sons had ended up messing around with his grandparents.

The two of them chatted idly as they ate. At the same time, they treated the internal organs of the skewers as appetizers.

Ye Fan discovered that this man didn't understand many new things, especially some things related to connections. It was probably because he had stayed in the mountain for a long time.

However, Ye Fan didn't mind, after patiently explaining a few things to him, the man understood very quickly.

After finally roasting the six chickens, the fragrance had already made Ye Fan salivate.

"Bro, you have three, I have three. I'll give you the biggest one, after all, you made it in the kitchen. How about it?" Are you serious? " Ye Fan asked.

The man smiled and nodded, "That's fine. Aiya, little brother, I like your personality. You speak quite straightforwardly and very carefully!"

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The two strangers met by chance, and in order to eat the chicken, they even said that each other was very particular. If others saw this, they would probably think that the two were idiots.

This chicken had just been roasted, so it was naturally very hot. However, with Ye Fan's physique, how could he care about this little bit of temperature? He was even able to resist Phoenix flames for a while.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Ye Fan opened his mouth and started chewing.

What made Ye Fan surprised was that this middle-aged man didn't wait for it to cool down, and directly began to gnaw on it, eating with great relish.

"Ah, it smells so good. Tsk tsk, little brother, once you stuff these wild ginger and fragrant leaves in, it's going to end!" "I feel that we should give this roast pheasant a name." The man had a serious expression, and didn't seem like he was joking.

Ye Fan broke off a chicken leg, took a big bite, and vaguely asked, "What's your name?"

"Why not call it paying attention to roasted chicken?" the man asked seriously.

"Cough!" Cough cough! "

Ye Fan choked, he really wanted to curse, "You lunatic b.a.s.t.a.r.d." But since no one knew him, there was no need for that, so he just laughed and said, "It's not necessary, it's just a chicken. It's good as long as it tastes good, isn't it a waste to call it that way?"

The man nodded, "What you say makes sense, so I won't take it."

Seeing him happily eating, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask, "Bro, aren't you hot?"

"It's not hot. It tastes better when it's hot," the man mumbled, his mouth full of oil.

Ye Fan thought to himself, this thing is also probably a super glutton, it's already used to eating hot food.

When the chicken bones were all over the ground, Ye Fan walked to the side of the mountain stream and drank a little of the dry spring water, comfortably rubbing his stomach.

If he wanted to barbeque in the wild earlier, he would not need to eat the big pot of food from Mount Shu. With this, he would not need to return to Mount Shu Sect for the time being.

The middle-aged man also drank some water and then began to arrange his kitchen knife and seasoning.

"Little brother, I didn't ask you. What are you doing in this mountain? "It seems like you have martial arts, you run so fast" The man laughed.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, "You can tell that I practiced martial arts?"

"Sigh, this isn't a rare sight. You know where I come from, there are a lot of people practicing martial arts." The man smiled as he organized his things.

Ye Fan nodded his head. Indeed, the Kunlun Sect was there, and ordinary people also had a lot of opportunities to see martial artists.

"I was practicing my martial arts here, but I just met a place that I couldn't figure out, so I wanted to stop and find something to eat, but in the end, I met you, brother." Ye Fan said.

"Training?" What kind of martial arts are you practicing? I know a bit of kung fu too, so maybe we can discuss it? " The man looked at Ye Fan with a smile. His eyes seemed very ordinary, but they were filled with an unfathomable look.

Ye Fan could faintly feel in his heart that this man's entire body seemed suspicious, but facing his gaze, he didn't feel any danger, and instead was very willing to talk to him.

"I'm practicing the sword, do you understand?" Ye Fan said.

The man clicked his tongue, "A sword. You know a bit, right? But what exactly do you have the problem with?"

Ye Fan was also idle. Although he didn't think that this person could answer his question, seeing his kind intentions, he simply explained his contradiction. How could he perfectly fuse sword intent and Imperial Sword Technique, rather than a conflict?

After he finished speaking, seeing that the man was frowning and didn't have any reaction, Ye Fan sighed.

He was really in a desperate situation. What could he possibly tell you when he asked that foodie in the mountains?

Ye Fan advised, "Bro, you don't need to worry about it. This is already very abstract, it's not something that can be understood in a moment, and it's not something that can be easily solved.

For thousands of years, no one in Mount Shu has practiced the Imperial Sword Technique. We have had a good meal today. Let's part ways here. "

With a friendly smile, he said, "Little brother, although I have never seen your Imperial Sword Technique, nor your sword intent, but I feel that you might have taken your sword too seriously, so your sword is still just a sword."

Too much of a sword as a sword?!

When Ye Fan heard this, he did not feel anything, but after he lowered his head and thought for a bit, suddenly! A thought that made his soul tremble suddenly popped into his mind!

In that split-second, he suddenly grasped the key to solving the problem!

"Senior!" "You mean …"

Ye Fan suddenly raised his head. Halfway through his words, he was stunned.

That man had actually disappeared!?

In front of him, two to three meters in front of him, he had actually disappeared without a trace!?

Ye Fan felt chills deep down his bones. He swallowed his saliva, and his hand was covered in cold sweat. He was dumbstruck.

Last time, he had this feeling. It was when he met elder sister fairy …

Who exactly was this man?!