Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Chapter 63 The villain wants to eat braised pork ri

The smoky smoke soon wafted on the other side of the lake as well.

It’s just that there is not much fragrance in the smoke, and the color is dark. The tip of the flame is scorched and black, like a witch dancing a weird and ferocious dance, swinging up to the sky.

Xie Ziyou covered his mouth and nose with one hand, while pulling the flames in disgust.

A few wipes of soot fell on his white cheeks, choking slightly, and was shaken away by the young man with profound energy.

This is what he learned desperately when he was watching the wild food and sowing to make fire, and the flames that he rubbed on the dead branches little by little.

Zhao Ruhao does not know fire spells, and Xie Ziyou can’t use profound energy, because the profound energy of sword repair is extremely sharp, with an unparalleled momentum that opens up the world, and after a few passes, the firewood will be smashed into pieces—— Their first attempt was aborted.

Zhao Ruhao, who was in charge of picking up dead branches, also had a headache. He didn’t know what to burn and what couldn’t, so he brought back a lot of thatch and branches that were moistened by the lake moisture.

After finally raising a decent fire, Xie Ziyou imitated the practice of Guan Heng before, opening a few spirit fish from the water and inserting them on the wooden sticks.

He added wood to the fire, the thatch was flammable, and the fire rose immediately after putting it down. The flame licked the soft belly of the fish and roasted the pale fish belly into a charred color.

But after only a few breaths, the thatch was burned out, and the flames dispersed, lying softly on the ashes, pitifully leaping.

Xie Ziyou hurriedly add dead branches——

As soon as the dead branches that were contaminated with water vapor were put down, a faint flame was pressed on the surface of the low tide, and the flame as large as the thumb was instantly crushed into the size of a soybean.

“What have you picked up!”

Xie Ziyou was in a hurry and hurriedly tore off a handful of weeds from his hand, which could protect a little spark.

He squatted on the ground, Yan Li’s peach blossom eyes were full of anxiety, and the slender eyelashes were stained with floating dust, but there was no time to clean up. The long pendulum of brocade clothes almost swept to the mud under his feet. When he lowered his head, the long black hair slipped quietly from his shoulders like flying The waterfall was flowing, and the tail of the hair swept across the flames on the ground.

There was a strange smell of burning protein in the air.

Covering her long hair, Xie Ziyou was so annoyed that she almost wanted to throw the dead branches on Zhao Ruhao’s face.

It’s just a fire of seedlings and food. It doesn’t take a few points. If the system is not there, how can he be so embarrassed?

Zhao Ruhao started a fire for the first time, but he was very uplifted, and he firmly didn’t think he was wrong.

“It’s because you didn’t bake well.” The boy insisted.

Xie Ziyou dropped the branch in his hand, stood up while clutching the ends of his hair, and said angrily: “Then you come!”

Then Zhao Ruhao sat down in front of the fire, Xie Ziyou watched him touch the ashes, retracted his red-hot hand with pain, then pushed aside the ashes and buried the fish…

Xie Ziyou almost jumped from the ground, pointed at the fire and said in horror: “What are you doing?”

“Grilled fish,” Zhao Ruhao said of course, “you don’t have to use fire, these ashes are quite hot, they can also be used for grilling.”

“…I don’t ask if you can boil it, even if it’s done, it’s all gray on it, how to eat it?”

“Wash it!”

Zhao Ruhao raised his head inexplicably, and gestured towards the lake on one side: “Aren’t these all water.”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

The sky is gone.

Xie Ziyou’s eyes were dull, and the brilliance in the amber eyes was dim. He looked down at the gray fish on the ground, as if he had lost his dream.

He murmured: “Zhao Ruhao, if you are the protagonist, then how great…”

I will definitely be the most successful villain in history, earn a large sum of points, let Zhao Ruhao know what the world is not worth!

Xie Ziyou said this lightly. Zhao Ruhao didn’t hear clearly, and said suspiciously: “What did you say?”

“……enough.”

Xie Ziyou patted his face with a palm, and his white cheeks immediately turned a thin red. The cool fingers and slight tingling sensation made him escape from the trance, and his reason quickly returned to the furnace.

Why don’t you go talk to Guan Heng?

It’s okay to flirt, you should be a little charming to that guy, and the villain can be subdued by the protagonist, right?

Of course, you have to adhere to a principle. You are not convinced by the aroma of the food, but by the protagonist’s… uh, talent? Handsome? Fresh and tender?

With his brain running fast, Xie Ziyou frowned and turned around and glanced in the direction of Xie Heng——

The fire is still there, the smoke is full,

Pei Yunyin and Cheng Shengbai leaned under the tree. The black-clothed youth was lazy and satisfied. Even Cheng Shengbai’s icy face was softened. The delicious crab soup dyed him a bit of popularity, on both sides of the ice-like cheeks. Sweep two swipes of reddish.

But Xie Heng and Xu Wan’er were gone.

Strange, where did those two go?

Xie Ziyou was about to look around, but there was a chuckle in his ears, a light and gentle, playful tail with a little humor, his voice was clear and mellow, like running water hitting a rock, flying spring splashing jade.

“Eat crab? The fragrant hermit crab just out of the pot?”

Xie Ziyou’s eyes lit up, and he turned his head quickly–

Sure enough, Xie Heng stood three steps away, and the breeze lifted up the neat shattered hair on his forehead, revealing bright eyes and stars, his handsome facial features were carved with a knife, his slender figure was chic and elegant, and the jade tree was facing the wind.

Seeing him turning around, Xie Heng seemed to smile, raised the stone bowl in his hand, and added: “Twelve taels of silver. Conscience merchants, young people are not deceived.”

…

A quarter of an hour ago, the water in the stone pot boiled, and the cooked soup was milk-like translucent pure white. Xie Heng dropped a few spices found in the forest. The delicious fragrance exploded on the surface of the water immediately, and the surface of the water was surging, bursting out a series of spice. Cute bubbles.

On the other side, the snow-white crab meat is topped with crab paste and grilled until it is slightly yellow. The surface presents a shiny and attractive color. Just looking at it makes one’s index finger move.

Pei Yunyin picked up a piece of crab meat, handed it to the mouth, chewed it a few times, and his eyes brightened.

“Little Junior Brother!” He took Xie Heng’s hand and said solemnly, “From today, you are my own brother!”

Xie Heng couldn’t laugh or cry.

Pei Yunyin gobbled up the food, and Cheng Shengbai’s face was rarely soft, but Xie Heng and Xu Wan’er were bothered by the food.

The two of them turned their heads unintentionally, and looked back.

Seeing Zhao Ruhao hugging a pile of thatch, Xu Wan’er frowned slightly, worried and angry, thinking about this idiot.

Seeing Xie Ziyou’s long hair sweeping onto the fire, Xie Heng clenched his hands tightly, venting a trace of profound energy, the stone bowl could not withstand such pressure, and with a click, several small slits were cracked.

The flame was scorched at the end of Xie Ziyou’s hair, but it was as scorched at the tip of Xie Heng’s heart.

Distressed terribly.

Xie Ziyou’s long hair is very beautiful, black and supple, like a winding ink-colored spring, clear and elegant. When it is completely scattered, it can be wrapped around the waist. When scattered in the water, it is like a dangling waterweed, swaying a graceful arc. Wrapped around the youth’s fair and slender body, curled with white skin, forming a strong visual impact.

Every time Xie Heng had a sense of sympathy with the spirit bones, he felt the tips of his hair gently sweeping in his heart, causing a tingling.

Now it was cut short by Liao!

Xie Heng was so distressed that he almost wanted to slap himself. He knew that the man was spoiled, he had never been in the kitchen, and he had never been involved in the chores of picking wood and burning fire. Why did he still hold the shelf and not give Xie Ziyou a helping hand earlier?

He swallowed the soup in his hands. The thick soup was mellow and delicious, but it wasn’t a taste to drink it.

After drinking the soup in two mouthfuls of three, Xie Heng wiped his mouth, secretly rubbed and scooped a bowl from the pot, hid it behind his back, and coughed lightly: “I… have something wrong, let me lose my company.”

Pei Yunyin casually said: “What’s the matter?”

Xie Heng thought for a moment with a headache, and raised his finger to the lake.

“…There is a grass over there, it seems to be shining, I suspect it is a spiritual grass.”

Xu Waner’s eyes wandered, staring at Xie Heng blankly, nodding her head, suddenly awakened, her eyes brightened.

She got up from the ground with a grunt, patted the dust on the skirt, and said excitedly: “I have something wrong too-that flower over there is so beautiful, I want to pick one.”

“Which one?” Cheng Shengbai turned his head in response, covered her neckline tightly, and said solemnly, “The more beautiful flowers and plants, the more likely there is a hidden crisis. You are not allowed to go, I will pick it for you.”

Xu Wan’er: “…”

…

Holding a bowl of soup, Xie Heng gently separated the grass and walked in the direction of Xie Ziyou.

At first the pace was anxious, but as he got closer, the pace gradually slowed down.

What excuse can I find?

Xie Heng rubbed the bowl in anguish, and the temperature passed through the stone bowl and along the palm of his hand.

Xie Ziyou is hard-hearted, and he is definitely not willing to accept his gift. At least he has to find a reason to give the other party a step…

After thinking about it for a long time, Xie Heng suddenly had an inspiration.

There is it!

Collect money from him!

This is not a gift, but a transaction. The price cannot be too high, too high to make oneself greedy; nor too low, too low is like a shame. You have to set a price that is just right, take a good measure…

How about ten taels of silver?

For ordinary people, a dozen silver dollars can support their expenses for a year or even several years, which is really not cheap. But for Xie Ziyou, who came from a family of cultivators, there are more transactions in units of spars on weekdays, and he shouldn’t take ten taels of silver in his heart.

Xie Heng’s abacus crackled, thinking that he had taken care of all aspects.

Unexpectedly, when he stood in front of Xie Ziyou and gently said “Twelve taels of silver”, the opposite boy tilted his head and thought for a while, his beautiful peach eyes slightly raised, and said straightforwardly: “I have no money.”

Xie Heng: “…?”

Ten taels of silver?

Did you make a mistake, the Xie family was so picky when he went out to explore, and he didn’t even give any money?

But immediately, Xie Heng reached a white hand in front of him and took the stone bowl. Xie Heng was taken aback for a moment. The young man in front of him had reddish cheeks and flashed eyes. He said in an annoyed tone: “Wait, I will find something for you.”

Xie Heng subconsciously said: “What’s reaching?”

Is it a sword bone?

Xie Ziyou turned his head slightly, avoiding his doubtful gaze, looked at the sparkling water in front of him, and whispered: “Take me here, do you want to?”

He was ashamed, but before he finished speaking, the whole person was red from the neck to the roots of the ears, and the ruddy oozes from the depths of the skin, melting on the white and delicate skin like enamel, like a bright haze, sprinkling a brilliant light like a fire.

If you don’t agree, I will choke you to death, Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth and thought fiercely.