Pan Hui gets up immediately. She doesn’t need to eat now, and she’s really a little unaccustomed to eating three meals a day on time. But if you think about Duane and the boss’s wife, they will eat together. Anyway, there won’t be any problem if you eat, like Aoqing, don’t you eat every day? In fact, Pan Hui is quite curious. Isn’t Aoqing, who has lived for thousands of years, tired of eating things in the human world?

As soon as they got out of the kitchen, they saw Duane taking water from the well to wash his hands. The proprietress couldn’t help but open her mouth in surprise and ran towards the hall. Then she exclaimed, "The package is finished!"
Pan Hui also ran in and looked at a table full of neatly placed dumplings. Suddenly, she felt that she could see enough even if she didn’t eat it all.
"big brother!"
Pan Huigang turned to call for an exit and saw that Duane was three feet behind him. His eyes looked at her with a smile and said, "What’s the matter?"
Pan Hui blinked and jumped to Duane’s side and laughed. "Master elder brother is amazing! After Xiaohui followed the big brother, he didn’t worry about being starved to death. "
Duane smiled and shook his head and stretched out his hand on Pan Hui’s nose. "Aren’t you a greedy cat?"
Pan Hui is wrinkly to knit the wrinkled nose is very impolitely answered, "who said that you can’t eat when you are in the valley?" I know friends who have long been immortals, so I eat three meals a day plus midnight snack. "
Chapter 31 xielao (3)
"So is your friend very fat?" The smile in Duane’s eyes gradually deepened and he knew that Pan Hui was quibbling, but he still said with great cooperation.
Pan Hui immediately argued, "No! She is smaller than me. "
Duane immediately shook his head. "It seems that your friend is not authentic! People who can’t eat fat at all want to take you with them. This is to fatten you up! "
Wife of shop-owner "sloped" finally couldn’t help laughing.
She naturally knows who the friend in Pan Hui’s mouth is, and she also knows that Aoqing can keep eating because of its large body. Of course, in other words, even if the cultivator has broken the valley, it doesn’t mean that he can’t eat, but he doesn’t need food to maintain his body function, and digesting food will eventually require qi and blood. Therefore, most cultivators will stop eating after they have achieved the immortal, and they will just stop wasting qi and blood.
A natural fairy like Aoqing will certainly have no such scruples, but it can’t be said that three meals a day will ruin the cultivation. After all, it’s really not much practice to digest a meal of qi and blood. Presumably that root is nine Niu Yi hairs!
Pan Hui glared at Duane angrily, but she didn’t find a rebuttal. She said that she was not going to talk to him from now on.
"So hungry …"
A sound sounded untimely, and when the three men looked around, they saw that Mohe was clutching his belly and looked at them with a lovely face. His mouth was still screaming, "I’m so hungry … I’m starving … When can I eat?"
Pan Hui at that time didn’t resist turning over a supercilious look and chose to look at the man in Dougan is gherardini didn’t say anything. Finally, the wife of shop-owner gave him a "wait! Fish soup will take a while to feel hungry. If you are hungry, there are still a few steamed buns left in the kitchen cabinet to get them yourself. "
Mohe continued to smirk. "Isn’t this a ready-made dumpling? You can eat it if you go to the pot! "
The wife of shop-owner said, "OK … then cook it yourself! Of course, you have to have a pot and a stove first. "
Now there are two stoves in the kitchen, one is stuffy and the other is steaming fish. There is really no need to give him dumplings.
"aye? ！” The face so sad when Mohe screams, "Then I won’t be able to eat dumplings."
The proprietress nodded and continued to put the table dumplings into the bamboo sieve for a while to dry a little and then stack them up so that they could be eaten for several days.
Pan Hui also helped the boss by the way. Anyway, it’s a simple job. She can’t pack dumplings, but she can still put the dumplings neatly!
In a short time, several bamboo screens have been filled with tables, and there are still twenty dumplings left. Seeing that there is no place to put them, Mohe’s eyes also lit up instantly.
Pan Hui directly hit "no pot"
"Ah …" Just when everyone had given up Mohe, he sighed heavily and took out a mustard bag from his sleeve. He reached in the bag for a long time and finally took out an iron pot and a red mud stove.
There was a flash of surprise in Duane’s eyes, and the smile on his mouth deepened a few minutes.
Pan Hui’s eyes suddenly widened. I never thought that a cultivator would carry a boiler with him and it was still a boiler for ordinary people to cook and cook!
Mohe smiled smugly and put the red mud stove directly in the courtyard, ran to the well and played half a pot of water, then went to the kitchen stove to borrow fire and boil water by itself.
The wife of shop-owner glanced at him and looked at the leftover dumplings on the table and laughed. "You’re not going to cook dumplings in the courtyard, are you? Don’t smoke my hospital! "
Mohe Xi Xi smiled. "Oh, don’t worry. I’ve been walking in rivers and lakes for so many years. Don’t be afraid to show off my cooking skills, especially the trivial matter of making a fire and cooking!"
Pan Hui took Duane with her pie mouth and left. She didn’t want to stay here and watch Mohe playing tricks. She now regrets that she had agreed to let Mohe keep such a man around. Although it won’t be lonely, it often makes her head big, especially Mohe always comes out to make trouble when she gets along well with Duane, which makes her wish to kick this man directly.
Stay here until Pan Hui and Duane walk away, and the proprietress laughingly walks to Mohe’s side, learning to squat down along Mohe’s eyes and look at them from the direction. "It’s not such a pursuit to like a person, especially if this person already has a heart."
Mohe immediately told the wife of shop-owner fuels primly, "I also asked the elder sister to give directions."
The proprietress took a deep look at Mohe and said, "You don’t need me to point out the maze. You always know what you are doing and what you want. So I don’t know that Pan Hui can’t like you, and you know that you don’t like Pan Hui, but you always have to behave like a stalker?"
"Really?" Mohe’s smile is very shallow, as if he were talking about something of his own. "Even the elder sister can see Pan Hui but can’t?"