I Kill The Protagonist

"Huh, Huh!"

"Ha, ha!"

The shovel pan cooked by the fire was spinning, and the freshly grown kohlrabi was stir-fried.

A few chopped green onions scattered on the lead-black earth, burning hungry souls.

"Can you eat it?"

Da Mao anxiously watched Romney cook the dishes himself, eager to try.

"The monkey is so anxious for you! Haven't you eaten rutabaga?"

The thin monkey squatted on the long bench and looked forward to it, but he was not as anxious as Da Mao.

"Just haven't eaten it!"

"What's the matter! Have you eaten rutabaga in this filthy place? You laughed if you could eat dry cakes!"

Da Mao was ridiculed by the thin monkey and immediately became displeased. Hold your chest up and respond on the spot.

"Okay, okay, don't you bother Romney cooking."

"Look carefully!"

Sister Xiaotao knows the temperament of the two of them, and smiled at this time to let the two of them not confuse each other.

"It's ready soon!"

The episode here has not yet passed, and Romney who is cooking on the other side yells, awakening the people waiting beside him.

"I'm coming!"

"Serve!"

Romney picked up the plate, spooned out a large plate of kohlrabi, and handed it directly in front of Panda.

Pandas, who have not eaten vegetables for a long time, can be said to be hungry wolves when they see the little sheep.

"good to eat!"

"too delicious!"

"It's been a long time since I had such delicious food!"

Fortunately to eat the first batch of kohlrabi grown in the filthy land, Da Mao and Pan were very happy.

This kind of happy mood immediately affected the Golden Pandas who stood by their side and tried their best to pretend that they were the background board.

But no matter how they pretend not to care, the constantly swallowing saliva and throbbing throat have betrayed their minds.

Romney's eyes were clear, and he knew that these dedicated Golden Armored Pandas also wanted to eat.

"Come on, this one is for you!"

Just do it when he thinks of it, Romney picked a small plate from the big plate, and in this way, in the eyes of the pan, he fed it to the Golden Pandas.

At first, these golden armored Pandas were still unwilling to accept such a girlish way of eating, but later they couldn't resist the temptation of fresh vegetables. They all ate the rutabaga that Romney had picked up.

One end, two ends, three ends.

Romney fed all the eight Golden Pandas around him.

Looking at the small plate with nothing left to eat, Romney was very pleased. He felt the joy of being a chef and seeing the diners love the dishes.

And those golden pandas who tasted rutabaga are also very pleased. They thought that not going to the battlefield was because they had lost the opportunity to fight for glory, and guarding Romney was a chore.

Unexpectedly, they would be able to taste dishes made of fresh vegetables in a dirty place, not to mention how happy they were.

"Ah, it's finished!"

"Romney, is there any more?"

Just turned around and came back, Da Mao waited for Pan to have eaten up the dishes on the big plate.

Da Mao was impatient and asked Romney as if waiting to be fed.

"Nothing!"

"The new mature rutabagas are here."

"If you still want to eat, you can only wait for the next wave!"

Romney was surprised. He didn't expect Pandas to be so edible.

It takes less than five minutes until the dishes are on the table.

There are 20 kohlrabi that can be fried together!

If this pot is not big enough, I'm afraid it won't fit.

"Ah! Alright!"

Da Mao was very disappointed, but he didn't entangle him.

He also knows how difficult it is to eat fresh vegetables in a filthy land.

It is already a blessing to be able to taste a large plate.

"Next time, next time I will fry it for you!"

Romney didn't expect the kohlrabi to be so attractive, smiled and responded to Da Mao and the others, and then gathered up two pots the size of a grinding plate.

"Hey, Romney, will you be okay later?"

"Do you want to practice against us?"

Da Mao watched Romney use magic to decompose the cauldron, restore it to ordinary elements, and put it into a few small bottles.

Somewhat surprised, but didn't say much, just asked to see if Romney should go to practice.

"OK!"

"It just so happens that the Luohanquan you taught me before hasn't finished learning yet."

Romney has consciously learned martial arts from Pandas since discussing dual cultivation of magic martial arts with Little Tao sister last time.

Golden Armor Panda needs to be kept secret, but Da Mao is very righteous, and will always teach Romney some simple and superficial martial arts without the conditions for teaching.

The more I teach, Da Maobian also likes teaching martial arts.

He was annoying at first.

But every time after teaching Romney, Romney will always make him a pot of maple tea.

After drinking it once, he loved this tea very much.

"Row!"

"Go to the old place."

"I'll set up sandbags first!"

Mao was very happy when he heard Romney's acceptance.

If you are very active, you should prepare the venue first, and teach Romney well.

"Hello, Romney."

"I heard that you always make that kind of maple tea for that hairy to drink recently."

"You can't favor one another!"

"How many moves do I have, it is very subtle, I will go to practice with you later?"

The thin monkey was not far away, and Da Mao ran away at this moment, and immediately moved over.

"a ha ha ha!"

"Okay! Come on with you too! I just happened to have never learned footwork and lay the foundation."

Romney laughed and did not volunteer to refuse the thin monkey.

"Hey, it's good to dare to love!"

The thin monkey chuckled, and jumped up to catch up with Da Mao, thinking that he was anxious to show off that he was fighting for the opportunity to drink tea.

"Are you not afraid of not having enough tea if you make tea like this?"

Sister Xiaotao walked over slowly at this time, generous in her style.

"Don't be afraid, Xi Luo brought a lot of Fenghui tea with him."

"Sister Xiao Tao, too? It just so happens that I want to learn Sword Technique too."

Romney saw Xiao Tao leaning over and responded to her question with a smile.

After responding, further invitations were issued.

"Then, I will come together."

"I just want to taste this maple tea."

"I don't know if it is really as magical as Da Mao said."

Sister Xiaotao pulled up the tips of her own hair, smiled softly, and did not stop thereafter, waved to Romney, and walked in the direction where Da Mao had just gone.

"Fenghuicha is really popular!"

Romney looked at the figures of Da Mao and was also amazed by the effect of accidentally making tea.

Although maple tea has an endless aftertaste, for Romney, it's just the aftertaste of tea.

Somehow, Da Mao loves to drink very much.

Even with the skinny monkey and little peach sister around, they were also attracted.

This virtually weakened the barrier for Romney to practice martial arts.

It even narrowed the relationship between him and Qingniu, and further consolidated the friendship in the past.

Do multiple things in one fell swoop.

This time I learned martial arts.

Count it all down to Fenghuicha.

In other words, thanks to Xi Luo who delivered the tea.

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