Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"The old man is back." He heard the words before anyone arrived, but it was Hong Qigong's voice.

Everyone looked at him inquiringly and saw three chickens hanging behind him.

It turned out that the old man kept his promise and really went to grab rations for them.

Huang Rong took the pheasant and started to handle it. Nightshade was busy making soup. Mu Nianci saw that Yang Kang liked to eat it, so she volunteered to follow Huang Rong, hoping to learn how to make it.

"Wow, the soup made by this little girl is so thick and fragrant. What kind of fish is this?" Hong Qigong began to drink nightshade and got close to it.

"I caught the fish in this river." Seeing that Hong Qigong had no ill intentions, Nightshade slowly relaxed and pointed at the fish in the river.

"Well, the little girl is so awesome."

Hong Qigong felt that the nightshade soup would have to wait for a while, so he went to see the beggar's chicken that Huang Rong was roasting.

"Okay, okay, the fish soup is ready and you can drink it." Nightshade took out the bamboo cup that Zhu Houzhao had prepared a long time ago and poured many cups, exactly six cups.

Zhu Houzhao was closest to Nightshade and took the lead in taking a cup. Although the taste was very fragrant, based on his last experience, Zhu Houzhao took a slow sip. Sure enough, it was still the same dark dish.

Zhu Houzhao actually admired Solanum nigrum. After smelling such fragrant soup and drinking it in his mouth, the fishy, ​​salty and astringent taste almost made Zhu Houzhao almost spit it out. He could make such a duplicitous soup. Soup, nightshade is definitely unique in the world.

At this time, everyone slowly gathered around and took away cups one by one. However, Hong Qigong didn't have his because he was far away.

When everyone smelled the aroma of the soup, they thought it was absolutely delicious. Also, they were afraid that Hong Qigong would run away and grab it, so they drank it in big gulps.

Zhu Houzhao was afraid of hurting Nightshade's heart, so he naturally said without conscience: "It smells so good. Doesn't the fish soup made by my sister taste good?"

Zhu Houzhao looked at Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Mu Nianci and Yang Kang, the hint in his eyes was obvious.

For a moment, looking at Zhu Houzhao, everyone felt helpless. There is no need to do this to my beloved sister. Nightshade is happy, but we can't do it anymore.

"It tastes good, Sister Nightshade. It turns out you have hidden it deeply."

The four of them had no choice but to propose a representative, Guo Jing said this.

"Really? I'll try it too." Hong Qigong finally squeezed in front of Nightshade, snatched the bamboo tube from Nightshade's hand, and took a sip.

At this time, there was no bamboo tube in front of Nightshade, and there was no soup in the pot, so this time Nightshade still didn't drink the "delicious" soup she made.

And after Hong Qigong took a sip.Suddenly he felt that the world was full of malice towards him. This little liar who made the soup, and these big liars who said it was delicious, didn't they just eat their beggar's chicken? As for that, didn't he give it back to them!

Hong Qigong didn't wait for him to curse loudly.Then he saw Zhu Houzhao looking at him seriously, and Long Kui looking at Tian Zhen earnestly. Suddenly he seemed to understand something, and the words on his lips became, "It tastes good, little girl, you are good."

Nightshade's eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons when she smiled.Zhu Houzhao and others gave all the bamboo tubes in their hands to Hong Qigong.

"If it tastes good, drink more. Didn't you say before that you would drink it all? Here you go."

Hong Qigong was about to say something more when he saw several people eating the beggar's chicken in Huang Rong's hand, and Nightshade also looked at him.

"Doesn't it taste good? Qigong, give it to me and I'll have a taste too." After saying that, he reached out to grab the bamboo tube in Hong Qigong's hand.

Hong Qigong's heart suddenly trembled, his brain twitched, and he drank all six cups of soup in one go. Then he smiled and said to Solanum Solanum: "Little girl, the old man has finished drinking. Don't even think about it with me." I'll grab it."

Zhu Houzhao, who had his back to Hong Qigong, pursed his lips and smiled when he heard this.Naturally, he knew Hong Qigong very well.

As the leader of the Beggar Clan, Hong Qigong was just and resourceful, highly respected, amiable, generous and generous.I just love to eat delicious food, and I once missed important things because of my gluttony.Now, after meeting Solanum nigrum, I believe he will change. After all, Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to drink all the taste.

Nightshade also ate the beggar's chicken cooked by Huang Rong, and shouted that it was delicious, expressing her desire to learn. However, Huang Rong rejected Solanum for the first time for the sake of everyone's taste.

"Langui, I'm sorry, a strange man taught me this. He said he couldn't teach it to others, and I swore a poisonous oath. But if you want to eat it, I can make it for you."

Hearing Huang Rong's words, Nightshade was a little sad: "It's okay, Sister Ronger. Originally, I wanted to make it for my brother. If it doesn't work, forget it."

At this time, Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt that he had escaped. Several people, led by Hong Qigong, all looked at Huang Rong and expressed that it was too scary to ask her to teach Long Kui to avenge today's revenge.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they all sat lazily on the ground and looked at the fish in the water.Hong Qigong and a few others tasted Huang Rong's delicacies and nightshade soup, and immediately felt like fellow travelers. In addition, he did not want to owe others anything, so he began to think about how to compensate them.

On a whim, he started to practice the Xiaoyaoyou Palm Technique that he had taught Mu Nianci before. Hong Qigong suddenly seemed like a different person, becoming casual and unrestrained, moving with ease and flexibility, all out of his heart.

Zhu Houzhao looked at this palm technique and felt that it had the same connotation as the drunken fist of later generations. It was used as he pleased, with no special moves and a feeling of transcending reality.

Such a beautiful palm technique made Solanum Solanum and Huang Rong look at it seriously. Mu Nianci had learned three moves before and looked at it again.I also have some insights.

When Guo Jing saw this palm technique, he felt that it was beyond his control, so he stopped taking a closer look. Guo Jing's martial arts were just like his own. They were martial arts that looked infinitely powerful and had little change.

Yang Kang looked a little distracted and didn't know what he was thinking.

One set of palm skills is completed.Hong Qigong laughed a few times: "My friends, thank you for today's delicious food. Hong Qi will say goodbye." After that, he turned around and left.

It turns out that that set of palm skills is a thank you gift to everyone. How much you learn depends on your ability and talent.

"Langui, what do you think of this palm technique?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Well, I think. The key point of this set of palm techniques is to do whatever you want. If you don't have a move in mind, just move it."

"Ah."

After Solanum Kui finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao didn't comment much. After all, his thoughts and feelings were all his own, and it was useless to talk about them. And Solanum Kui's talent was also extremely high, and he didn't need to deliberately train him at all.

After sitting for a while, everyone slowly got up and hurried forward. After all, they didn't want to sleep in the woods with insects and fish.

Just when it was getting dark, a few people finally walked out of the woods and came to stay at an inn.

However, along the way, Zhu Houzhao always felt that someone was following him. When he saw the chicken soup for dinner, Zhu Houzhao smiled. He was really addicted to eating.