Long Jiale

The beggar chicken that Shen Zhoucheng took out was still hot, wrapped in lotus leaves, exuding a strong crispy fragrance, because it was roasted, when the lotus leaves were peeled off, you could smell it A faint aroma of roasted lotus leaves.

Shen Zhoucheng opened the outer layer of lotus leaves, revealing only half of the chicken's body, the light yellow back of the chicken was completely exposed to the air, and the pair of round and fleshy little wings shrunk in the middle, full of juice. A chicken tip on one side, facing slightly downwards.

The little vixen Shen Li's thick black eyes were firmly nailed to that chicken tip.

As an expert chicken taster fox, it can easily outline the excellent taste and texture of this beggar chicken in its mind.

Judging from the body shape of this rooster, it must be a small rooster that Zhou Zhou raised loosely on the mountain. A concubine chicken!

This chicken has been carefully processed and marinated, and wrapped in lotus leaves and soil—this mud is also exquisite, and it must be the special soil for beggar chicken made from Polygonum multiflorum, which wraps the whole chicken perfectly In the soil, all the aromas are firmly locked. During the roasting process, no aroma leaks out, and what you can smell is only an elegant earthy aroma.

It can only be this kind of beggar chicken. When the outer layer of mud is knocked off, it will burst out with a chicken fragrance of awesome fox.

In an instant, a little fox lost all resistance.

The beggar chicken in front of him must have been transported by Zhou Zhou just breaking through the mud. Shen Li stared at the delicious beggar chicken, thoughts racing through the fox's mind.

When Shen Zhoucheng took out the beggar chicken, he paid attention to the fox beside him, as expected... After the chicken came out, the little vixen who only had Shen Zhoucheng in his eyes now could only see You can see the beautiful light yellow chicken.

Shen Li couldn't restrain his body, he hadn't eaten beggar chicken for a long time!In the recent autumn, Grandma Shen was afraid that he would catch cold, and in addition to nourishing his body, she always boiled various chicken soups to feed Shen Li.

Therefore, Shen Li, a little vixen, misses Kung Pao Chicken, Spicy Chicken, Bamboo Chicken, Roasted Chicken, Beggar Chicken and other chickens...

With this in mind, Shen Zhoucheng got him a beggar chicken. However, he tapped the little vixen's eager fox paw with his chopsticks, and warned: "The first day of sacrifice, this is the offering, silly vixen!" , don’t steal it.”

Shen Li's eyes were still fixed on the beggar's chicken, and he used his wit as a vixen: "Zhouzhou, this is for myself. I eat it now, isn't it a matter of course?"

Shen Zhoucheng grabbed the face of this gluttonous little fox, he even wanted to steal the offerings for his golden statue, he was so hungry, "At least put it on for a day, you are honestly not allowed to touch it, do you know?" I know, it will definitely go into your little vixen's belly after the arrangement is over."

Shen Li sighed regretfully, Zhou Zhou said that if he didn't eat it now, he would definitely not give it to him, the fox who can't eat chicken is so sad.

That delicious beggar's chicken is now shining brightly in front of his eyeballs, attracting his attention.

Shen Li hugged his stomach with both hands, and curled up pitifully in Shen Zhoucheng's arms, looking like a depressed fox who couldn't eat chicken.

The two small ears on the top of the head, which were originally as sensitive as radar, also drooped limply.

The three snow-white long tails behind him also hung down desolately. When the autumn wind blows the Buddha, a few pokes of fluffy snow-white fox fur fall along the direction of the wind.

Every time Shen Zhoucheng looked at this playful fox with his thoughts written on his face, showing a pitiful look of looking forward to eating chicken, he couldn't help being angry and funny, and raised his hand to touch the fox's ears .

The other party's fox ears are very flattering, they are soft and a bit cool in the autumn wind, and if the tips of the small ears are pinched and rubbed in the hand for a while, the other party will moan a few times in dissatisfaction.

"Zhou Zhou, you touched the fox even after touching it, so why don't you give the fox some comfort?" Shen Li was stroked by the fox's ears and snorted a few times, thinking that he was hard at performing arts, but Boss Long still didn't give him any comfort. fee.

Shen Zhoucheng smiled. The little fox in front of me is a real artisan and sells himself. He is really a lucky little guy. "How much do you charge for touching the fox's ears and tail? Do you also charge for touching the fox's paw?"

"If you touch the ear, you will get a chicken wing, if you touch the tail, you will get a chicken leg, and you can touch the fox's paw as you like. This is an extra treatment for VIP members. Boss Long, you can also choose a monthly subscription. Only three chickens are accepted per day."

Shen Zhoucheng raised his hand and knocked on the top of his head, "Thank you for thinking about it, and you still have a monthly subscription. You are indeed advancing with the times, but it has completely embarrassed you Nine-Tailed Foxes."

The Nine-Tailed Fox is acting like a coquettish girl, and she wants people's lives, cities, power, and the hearts of loyal ministers...

But the little vixen in his family only charges three chickens, and it also comes with a monthly subscription.

Hearing what he said, Shen Li snorted softly, picked up the tip of one of his tails, brushed his chin, and then Shen Zhoucheng's chin, and said nonchalantly: "I have already wiped the face of the nine-tailed fox. It's all gone, what's the use of face, is there any chicken that tastes good?"

"And oh, isn't my little vixen's face ugly?"

"It's beautiful and beautiful. I didn't say I won't give you chicken. Here, I'll give you the sponsorship fee for performing arts." Shen Zhoucheng brought out a bowl of chicken with mushrooms that he had prepared, and handed it to the little vixen next to him.

When preparing the beggar's chicken, Shen Zhoucheng could already imagine how much that silly vixen would be tormented by the chicken.

It is indeed a great torture to let a fox not eat the chicken just by looking at it.

How could the owner of the fox be willing to suffer for the little one he had raised with his own hands for several years.

After Shen Li brought the bowl of chicken, he cheered a little, and secretly kissed Shen Zhoucheng on the face with a smile, "I knew that Zhou Zhou would definitely give me chicken, and I knew it was Zhou Zhou when I smelled it. Zhou did it!"

"I like to eat the chicken cooked by you, Zhou Zhou!"

"Zhou Zhou, the chicken you cook is the best in the world."

Shen Zhoucheng was suspicious: "Yesterday you also said that the chicken made by grandma is delicious, and you praised it for a long time."

The little vixen laughed a few times, "Zhouzhou, are you jealous?"

He blinked his beautiful fox eyes, with a little pride in his eyes, "Zhou Zhou, although I praised grandma's delicious cooking, I didn't say it was the best, only Zhou Zhou made it. It is the most, most, most, most delicious!"

Shen Zhoucheng smiled, and tapped his cheek, "Then why don't you hurry up and eat the most, most, most delicious chicken?"

Shen Li nodded, of course he wanted to eat the most, most, and most delicious chicken right away. He handed the bowl of chicken in his hand to Shen Zhoucheng, and then turned into a little snow-white fox with a whoosh.

The little fox huddled in Shen Zhoucheng's arms, rolled comfortably, rubbed his fluffy cheeks with his little paws, and signaled: Please feed!

Shen Zhoucheng held the bowl of chicken and scolded it with a smile: "Little lazy fox."

Sighing, the hard-working owner hugged the little lazy fox in his arms, found a bench and sat in front of the golden statue and fed it chicken.

As the little fox looked at the little golden fox and the golden half-dragon standing side by side, he felt a burst of sweetness in his heart, and his appetite also widened.

You can eat a bowl of chicken with mushrooms in one go without panting.

After eating a bowl, I even want to have another bowl.

Shen Zhoucheng rubbed the other person's stomach, and there must be another bowl, so he got two glasses of honey water to completely fill the little guy's belly.

After feeding the fox, Shen Zhoucheng started to get down to business.

After the hot spring pool is built, it also means that the bear water polo in Longquan doesn't have to hide in the kitchen of Wangzhulou carefully, it has a new home.

Shen Zhoucheng held the little vixen who was full of food and drink, and summoned the brat Longquan to his side, and took him to see his new home.

Longquan's new home is in Houchi.

Long Quan was shrunk obediently in the kitchen, and the water was bubbling, but Shen Zhoucheng suddenly called him to his side, and got close to his natal dragon. Same, circle around Shen Zhoucheng.

From the feet to the top of the head and from the top of the head to the ankles, it's a very ADHD water polo.

As a spring, it has only two hobbies. The first hobby is turning in circles, and the second hobby is spraying water.

Shen Zhoucheng took it to the back pool and told it, "You will stay here from now on."

Longquan circled around Shen Zhoucheng, and then jumped into the pool, only to realize how much space Shen Zhoucheng had left for him to drain water for himself.

Bear boy Longquan is very happy!

The front pool and the back pool together are dozens of square meters, which is much larger than the two water tanks I lived in, and even Shen Zhoucheng's house! ! !

Longquan, who had little knowledge, was bought off decisively.

Cheerfully started to pour water into the pool, Shen Zhoucheng emphasized to it that it needs [-] degrees warm water, Longquan immediately agreed well.

If you ask for 49 degrees of spring water, it will not only give you [-] degrees.

Longquan said that he is still a constant hot spring water.

Shen Zhoucheng was standing by the pool with the little fox in his arms, and saw the big water polo cheerfully spraying out three jets of water, and began to fill the pool with water, warm water appeared in the pool, and there was steaming water. White gas.

After seven or eight minutes, it filled all the water in the back pool, and after another 8 minutes of hard work, it poured 3 centimeters of water into the front pool...

Long Quan said that he had no time to save.

It shrank from a basketball-sized water polo to a fist-sized water polo, and plunged into the bottom of the pool, honestly making a small spring of water.

Compared with the small water tank in Wangzhulou, lying in this pool is not so happy!

Shen Zhoucheng directly transformed into a half-dragon form, jumped out of thin air, and jumped into the back pool filled with water.

Although the little snow-white fox in his arms was full and lay motionless in his arms, at the moment Shen Zhoucheng entered the water, its resolute little fox kicked and landed perfectly. pool shore.