"This... maybe you don't believe it, but it was given by someone else anyway." Ding Xiaoyi said casually.

"oh!"

Bai Pangpang nodded, put the eggs on the ground again, and sat happily on the chair waiting for the food to be served.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Bai Pangpang didn't say anything further, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "What next??"

Bai Pangpang scratched his head and said with a confused look on his face: "What then?? It's gone?"

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his face suddenly fell in half. Considering the expression on your face, why are you deceiving me?

Turning back to Mr. Chen, he said: "There isn't much food left at home recently, so it's better to pack..."

"Hey, hey, there is a way, there is a way!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Bai Pangpang quickly grabbed Ding Xiaoyi, and after groping for a while with his hands on his bare forehead, he said: "There is a way, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

"Hey, Mr. Chen, look at how much food is left. Don't save it. If you can't afford it, just deduct part of the food from the bulk!"

Big head: "Scared..."

"This flying swallowing beast laid its eggs in the Nether Fire because it was too cold under the Yellow Spring, so it wanted to use the heat of the Nether Fire to hatch them. I heard the old man said that you can summon Xuan Tong Fire. You can use Xuan Tong Fire.

Let’s roast it under the same fire!”

Bai Pangpang looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a serious look, as if to say, you forced me to say this, don't take my package away.

Xuan Tonghuo...

Ding Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed.

I still don’t know what my level is?

Although my spiritual power has greatly increased now, and I have been drinking for a long time to temper my spiritual power, summoning the Xuantong Fire is no longer as laborious as it was at first.

But the problem is, using Xuantong fire to bake eggs and hatch them, this process may not be short.

My little spiritual power is really mysterious.

While the two of them were talking, the aroma of cooking began to waft from Mr. Chen's stove.

After a while, Mr. Chen brought four dishes and one soup to the table.

Suddenly the fragrance overflowed, making Bai Pangpang's mouth water with laughter.

Four dishes and one soup are all simple home-cooked dishes.

A dish of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, bright red and translucent, with a layer of white sesame seeds sprinkled on top, and the thick soup overflowing on the plate, just looking at it will make your mouth water and your appetite will increase.

Later there are roasted pork with potatoes, minced eggplant, a bowl of egg soup, and a plate of cucumbers.

Served with a bowl of crispy white rice.

Simple, substantial, no complicated workmanship, no particular way of eating.

But it gives people a deep sense of happiness.

Perhaps this in itself is the charm of home-cooked food.

Without further ado, Ding Xiaoyi was also very hungry, so he took the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

Bai Pangpang on the side, even swung his bow from left to right, fearing that if he was a little slow, Ding Xiaoyi would eat up all the food.

Watching the two of them devouring their food.
Chapter completed!