Chapter 538: Chapter 146 – Setting Traps Along the Way [Two in One] Chapter 538: Chapter 146 – Setting Traps Along the Way [Two in One] Ti trickled by, and the aroma started to fill the air.
With Feng Yin flipping the barbecue centipede at back and forth, various seasonings sprinkled on top, fat dripping down, slowly roasting to a pale yellow. The robust aroma, like a surging wave, burst out, continuously assaulting the senses.
Oh my, that slls so good.
Dong Xiaoyan, who prided herself on her self-control, had already swallowed her saliva more tis than she could count.
That at… it looks incredibly delicious!
It looks like it’s almost done, doesn’t it?
Another sprinkling of thin seasoning was added, and the already-rich aroma suddenly doubled.
It slls heavenly, absolutely heavenly!
“Gulp.”
Dong Xiaoyan swallowed uncontrollably and said, “Didn’t you just say… you wanted to treat to barbecue, to at?”
Feng Yin replied, “Yeah, but you didn’t seem to agree. I’m not the type to force people.”
“I agree!”
Dong Xiaoyan quickly responded, “I accept your apology.”
“Who apologized? Don’t talk nonsense and tarnish soone’s reputation.”
Feng Yin rolled his eyes, “How could this be considered an apology?”
“Then what is it?”
“This is forgiving and forgetting with a smile!”
Feng Yin said calmly.
“Forgiven!”
Dong Xiaoyan answered impatiently, “It’s already forgiven, I promise.”
Feng Yin: “…..”
She’s so unprincipled…
Just for a piece of at, you’ve been won over?
I prepared so much at, planning to forgive and forget with many barbecues!
It seems that much of the previous experience is a golden rule, absolutely true, nothing that a barbecue can’t solve.
There you go, a single barbecue solved a big problem!
I don’t even need to say the next line, no need for flattery anymore.
“Can I have so now?”
Dong Xiaoyan felt that she had ‘forgiven’ the other party, so, by all rights, she should have a portion of the at.
So, with great confidence, Dong Xiaoyan stepped forward, her eyes sparkling as she watched the centipede at being flipped back and forth, subtly wiping her mouth with her sleeve.
Then she wiped her mouth again.
And wiped it once more.
“Gulp!”
“This piece of at must weigh around fifty to sixty pounds, right? It’s so big.” Dong Xiaoyan asured it with her hand.
“Probably about that much.”
“What kind of at is it?”
“Centipede at.”
“Centipede at? It looks so crystal clear, and it slls even better. It must taste fantastic! Your cooking skills are really good!”
Dong Xiaoyan’s eyes never left the roasted at, feeling as if her mouth was a floodgate, relentlessly releasing saliva.
Gulping non-stop, she has swallowed countless ti.
“It should be about ti, I’ve swallowed enough saliva to fill a pot.”
Dong Xiaoyan joked about herself, and then asked anxiously, “Is it done yet?”
“Wait a bit longer, it’s not quite there yet.” Feng Yin was calm and composed, watching Dong Xiaoyan fidgeting in anticipation, amused at her unexpectedly gluttonous nature.
“This piece seems about done.”
Dong Xiaoyan extended her fair little finger, licked her lips, pointing to a roasted golden edge piece, her eyes shining.
“That piece isn’t ready either. If you want to enjoy good food, you shouldn’t be impatient.”
Feng Yin: “Don’t rush, wait a bit more.”
Dong Xiaoyan swallowed her saliva several tis in a hurry and quickly retrieved a small jade bracelet, a small knife, small dishes, bowls, and chopsticks from her Space Ring.
Then, after thinking for a while, she brought out an extra set.
Then she stared at it, her small nose flaring up and down repeatedly, “Is it about ti?”
A mont later she asked again, “Should it be ready now?”
Then: “Still not done?”
“It already slls so good…”
“Listen, listen, my stomach is growling…”
Dong Xiaoyan clutched her small stomach with a pained look on her face.
Dong Xiaoyan was a high-grade cultivator. Ordinarily, she might not eat once every one or two months. The process of cultivation can supplent enough vitality, and her diet mainly consists of spiritual fruits and spiritual plants. She doesn’t eat much.
What’s more, her Ring also contains various spiritual food with quality and delicious taste.
But at this mont, when she suddenly encounters the irresistible aroma of barbecued centipede at, her long-silent stomach rumbles involuntarily.
By now, Dong Xiaoyan genuinely felt as if she hadn’t eaten for three years. Her stomach was growling, and she felt completely empty.
“This is torture…”
Clutching her stomach, Dong Xiaoyan’s face showed pain and longing. She looked hopefully at the roast on the stand, her mouth unknowingly salivating…
“Slurp…”
“Ah ah ah ah…”
Dong Xiaoyan felt as if she was on the brink of going insane, unable to bear it any longer.
“It’s ready!”
At that mont, Feng Yin gave the most delightful declaration, and with a small knife, he cut off a piece of centipede at and placed it on the large plate on the table.
“Wow!”
Dong Xiaoyan jumped up, grabbing her small knife, ready to cut into it.
There was a flash of white.
Surprisingly, there was also a small cat on the table.
Moreover, it touched, no, it was directly lying on top of the piece of at that was just cut off. Opening its mouth wide, “Yawm!”
It bit off a piece while giving Dong Xiaoyan a side-eye. The ssage was clear: When could the first piece of at ever be your turn?
“My at!”
Dong Xiaoyan was stupefied on the spot, once again on the verge of going insane.
Smoke was practically coming out of her head, as she grabbed Feng Ying, “Little guy, spit out my at ah ah ah…”
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