At this time, Mr. Chen smiled coldly: "Your fish is still in the pool. I want to eat roasted leg of lamb, hum~"

I saw Mr. Chen talking, holding a leaf between his fingers, and with a slight stroke, he cut off a large piece of mutton like a knife, put it in his mouth and slowly enjoyed it.

Then he handed a leaf to Ding Xiaoyi, indicating that he should do the same.

After taking the leaves, I tried it several times. Either the leaves were crushed into powder or it didn't work at all.

As a result, after struggling for half an hour, I didn't even get a bite of the mutton in my mouth.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the roasted lamb leg eagerly, raised his finger and said: "An ancient poem!"

Old Man Chen's eyes widened, he shook his head and said, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he raised two fingers: "Two songs!"

"make a deal!"

He agreed without even thinking about it. Let alone two poems, even five poems would be fine. The poetry collection in his hand contained at least a thousand ancient poems, and one dish after another would be enough for him to eat for several years.

of.

As he said that, he took the lamb leg off the grill, tore off a large piece and put it in his mouth.

The already roasted lamb leg, the golden skin on the outside turns out to be crispy and sweet when you take one bite. When paired with the fragrant lamb inside, it is simply a dance of taste buds.

Old man Chen was startled and looked at his two fingers.

Suddenly, I had the urge to slap myself. If I had known that he agreed so readily, I should have asked for five...no, ten poems.

Unfortunately, lamb legs have become Ding Xiaoyi's delicacy.

Old man Chen had no choice but to remove the charcoal on the ground and dig up the soil. Under the soil, he saw two small bags wrapped in lotus leaves.

After opening it, the snake meat inside came out with a strange fragrance.

At first, Ding Xiaoyi was a little uncomfortable with the fragrance, but after sniffing it for a while, he felt that the fragrance became more and more fragrant.

When I ate the lamb leg again, I felt the taste was a bit different.

It's a pity that the way Old Man Chen stared at me without eating it made it clear that he was tempting himself.

As if to say: "Come on, come on and beg me, come on and let me kill you hard!"

Faced with the temptation of Old Man Chen,

Ding Xiaoyi, however, held the leg of lamb and waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll bring you ancient poems tomorrow!"

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi walking away, Old Man Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed for a while.

"Hey, you little bastard, is it difficult for me to kill you? Hey, people's hearts are not as good as they used to be these days!"

After saying that, he suddenly laughed at himself, feeling that the more he lived, the more he would go back to his old days, and even the younger generation would be bullied.

"It would be great if I could live another year!"

Looking at the sky, Old Man Chen sighed with regret,
Chapter completed!