klisemfg Chapter 415: Can Eating Immortal Beasts Make You Immortal?
Chapter 415: Can Eating Immortal Beasts Make You Immortal?
"Okay, Uncle, my family is waiting for me to come back for dinner. I'm leaving now!"
Chen Feng, whose stomach was bloated from eating so much dog food, could hardly hold on any longer.
Chen Jianguo walked him to the door, and at the end, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "How big a pool do you plan to build for the warehouse?"
“The bigger the better!”
Chen Jianguo came to his senses only after he rode away on his bicycle.
"Hey, you're more ambitious than me."
He just wanted to build a small pond for his three nephews and nieces to play in, and he could come back occasionally to take a bath.
My eldest nephew is very generous and is planning to take over the entire warehouse.
After looking at my three-story house, should I make some changes to the first floor?
"Jianguo, come and eat barbecue, this venison is delicious." Lou Xiao'e shouted happily in the room: "I got your deer blood wine."
Chen Jianguo was immediately delighted.
When Chen Feng returned home, the children were all waiting for him at the door.
"Brother, hurry up, we're waiting for you!" Chen Hao said anxiously.
As soon as he got off the car, Chen Hao pushed his bicycle into the main room, Wang Kaixuan took the lock and prepared to lock it, and Chen Li pulled her eldest brother to the kitchen.
These three foodies have a clear division of labor.
"Grandpa, the cauldron is back!"
In the kitchen, the old man and Chen Jianjun were already drinking some wine, waiting for him to come back.
Zhang Haixing did not rely on her age, but chatted and laughed with Zhou Qing and the old lady.
I couldn't help laughing when I heard my granddaughter's shouting.
"Okay, let's eat, or my granddaughter will starve!"
"Yeah, Grandpa, my stomach is almost empty." Chen Li nodded seriously, then stood at the kitchen door and shouted to the main room: "Second brother, dinner is ready!"
Chen Hao and Fatty Wang ran in at almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
The old man personally took a dagger and cut up the venison that was being kept warm in the oven, distributing it to the children according to their age.
Chen Li got a piece of deer hoof as she wished.
There was no stir-fried dish, but Chen Feng prepared several cold dishes, such as preserved eggs, pickled vegetables, and hot pot.
"If you want to eat it cooked, you can use these sliced meats to blanch them."
Instead of throwing away the entire deer, he kept a lot of the thigh meat, cut it into slices, and prepared to put it into the hot pot.
The old lady cut the old tofu made by Shazhu and put it into the clear soup.
Zhang Haixing filled a third of the plate with sliced meat, dried mushrooms, etc., both clear soup and spicy soup.
"It's so delicious! Deer meat is indeed more delicious, even better than donkey meat!"
"Fatty, isn't it said that there is dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground? How come venison tastes better than donkey meat?" Chen Hao asked showing off his knowledge.
This guy is obviously a poor student, but he knows a lot of strange knowledge and likes to show off.
Fatty Wang hesitated and said, "Well, venison tastes better anyway."
"Have you ever eaten donkey meat?" Chen Feng asked, picking up a mushroom to eat, it was pretty good.
"Donkey meat hotpot should count as one of them." Fatty Wang didn't dare to lie to Chen Feng and told the truth.
"Hey, I guess so." Chen Feng said with a smile.
The old man took the wine glass, took a sip, and then took a bite of venison. After swallowing it, he said slowly: "This sika deer is also called a pure yang beast."
"In ancient times, it was called the Pure Yang Fairy Beast."
Several children love to listen to such rumors and stories, especially those about cultivating immortals.
In later generations, fantasy novels about cultivating immortals have always been very popular.
"Grandpa, if I eat this I can become an immortal. Can I fly like the Monkey King, with a somersault cloud that can travel 108,000 miles?" Chen Li was the most excited. She actually stopped eating and looked up at the old man, waiting for his next words.
Chen Feng's heart twitched. He had only told the story of Journey to the West once or twice, but he remembered it so clearly.
"Haha, no, you can't become an immortal!" the old man laughed.
Several people at the table couldn't help laughing.
The old man continued, "Although you can't become an immortal, it's good to eat more venison. It can strengthen your body and invigorate your blood."
"Uh-huh!"
Several children nodded together, and Chen Li nodded especially hard.
"Sister, if I eat deer feet, will my feet become stronger?"
Zhang Haixiong casually picked up a piece of cooked venison for her as an answer to her question.
She usually doesn't like to talk while eating.
Privately, Fatty Wang bumped into Hu Bayi.
"Bayi, did you hear me? You can gain strength by eating more."
Among the three of them, Chen Hao is the strongest. He can wrench with one hand to defeat Fatty Wang with two hands.
Hu Bayi is less strong than Fatty Wang, which has become a point of show for Fatty Wang.
A few little foodies ate like crazy.
The old man and the old lady ate slowly, and the venison was still on the oven, so they were not worried about it getting cold.
Zhou Qing doesn't eat much, mainly because he can't eat too much to avoid indigestion.
The old lady specially cut a plate of tomatoes mixed with sugar for her.
Chen Li, the little glutton, not only ate the meat but also kept looking at the tomatoes on her mother's side.
She liked to eat tomatoes mixed with sugar, but she didn't ask for any. She kept chewing the venison with her little mouth.
Chen Feng felt that his younger sister must be eating in a "mental way" again, just like when she ate the "sand painting pork" before. She was clearly not eating it, but was "hypnotizing" herself to eat it.
Facts have proved that the old lady was right. Even though she gave Chen Jianguo a leg, she also gave a bowl to Ran Qiuye.
The remaining few foodies ate for more than an hour but still couldn't finish the meal.
"I am full?"
"Brother, you know me. If I'm not full, I will definitely clear the plate!" Chen Hao said, touching his stomach.
"Brother, you know me. I never lied to you. I really can't eat anymore." Fatty Wang sighed as he looked at the remaining meat.
"Brother, you know me. I don't eat much." Hu Bayi, who was taught to restrain his desires and not overeat since childhood, said helplessly.
Hu Bayi is not greedy and always controls his appetite even for delicious food.
There is a reason why he is weak!
"Big pot, you know me, I only eat a little bit each time." Chen Li thought it was fun to say that, so she followed her three brothers and said it seriously.
The little hands were cupped together to make a shape as big as an egg.
"Ha ha!"
The whole family laughed.
Little foodies don’t eat much each time, but they have great endurance and can eat a lot in a day.
"You only eat a little bit, but you eat three times as much as other kids. You're a little glutton." Chen Jianjun smiled and picked up his daughter, touching their faces with hers.
"Dad, I'm not a good-for-nothing. I went fishing for my family and even shot birds!" the little Loli said disdainfully.
Before they could clean up, Huo Zhilan came and ate with the female driver for half an hour, leaving half a bowl of food left.
"Zhilan, bring some for Yunxuan to eat."
Huo Zhilan was not polite and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
"Bayi, you sleep with Haozi tonight. I'm going to your father's place."
Hu Bayi said "hmm" which was considered as his agreement.
Chen Feng sighed. The relationship between them, mother and son, was so strange. It would be better if he had a closer relationship with Chen Li.
While the venison was still roasting, the old man cut it up with a dagger and put it into a food box.
It took two food boxes to fill it up.
The old man put the wine jug in and said, "Take the wine and meat away, but give me back the food box and wine jug. They are my favorite things."
The food boxes are indeed good things. One was originally owned by the Chen family, and the other is an antique given by Guan Shan.
"Okay, thank you uncle." Huo Zhilan kept thanking him.
Deer meat is a good thing. If she is not afraid of being talked about, she can also arrange some people to go into the mountains to hunt deer.
But whether you can hunt it depends on luck!
When hunting in the mountains, if you are unlucky, an experienced hunter may go empty-handed for ten days or half a month.
Huo Zhilan left with meat and wine. It was estimated that Hu Yunxuan's old waist would suffer again tonight.
Ever since a group of comrades-in-arms had offspring, Huo Zhilan also wanted to have a child.