The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"It turns out there are so many techniques for frying dried fish."

Xiao Shenghan stood in the kitchen, watching Tong Yiyi skillfully frying dried fish. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of dried fish with a hint of saltiness, which made people salivate with a sigh.

Just smelling the salty and fragrant smell of dried fish, and looking at the golden and shiny appearance of the dried fish just out of the pot, you can tell that the dried fish just fried by Tong Yiyi must be crispy, fresh and delicious, and I don't know how many times better than the dried fish he fried himself.

Xiao Shenghan used to think that as a shit shoveler, he must be the most qualified and the one who can stand the test of the organization. He is definitely a cat lover, a fighter among shit shovelers, and the ultimate shit shoveler who treats cats as his own relatives. However, today, when he saw Tong Yiyi's skill in frying dried fish, he felt that he was really bad.

Not a qualified shit shoveler at all! As a cat owner, he is not as good at frying dried fish as Tong Yiyi, a dog owner. This is a shame. He used to be very proud of the dried fish and cat food he made by himself to please the cat. Now it seems that the cat may not like it.

(Hey, have you forgotten that Tong Yiyi is a food blogger? You compare your hobby with people's eating skills? You are poisonous!)

"It can't be considered a skill." Tong Yiyi pursed her lips and smiled. Her smile was sweet and gentle. Her slightly chubby cheeks were slightly flushed because of her busyness, which made her look more gentle. "These are just some small methods I figured out. It may not be suitable for everyone to fry dried fish like this, and not all cats like it."

Tong Yiyi talked to Xiao Shenghan in a gentle voice, but her hands did not slow down at all. She quickly picked up all the fried dried fish and put them in a light blue plate with dog paw prints. She planned to wait for them to dry slowly before giving them to cats and dogs.

Her cooking movements were orderly, elegant and calm. Not only did she look very ornamental, but she was also very fast, which made Xiao Shenghan very envious. Although Tong Yiyi said that she had only summed up a little method for frying dried fish, Xiao Shenghan still expressed admiration.

"In fact, for shit shovelers like us, the best way is to constantly adjust the taste of pet food according to the taste of our cute pets. While considering nutrition and health, we must also consider whether they like to eat. I think this is the most important thing."

Tong Yiyi's smile was sweet and soft, and people couldn't help but feel gentle in their hearts when they saw it: "According to the taste of the masters, constantly adjusting the taste of the food is what we shit shovelers should do. After all, they are important relatives to us."

Xiao Shenghan lowered his head and said in shame: "I'm not as good as you in this regard." He was indeed not a qualified shit shoveler. He actually asked the cat master to... Accompany him to eat bran and vegetables QAQ

"That's not what I meant." Tong Yiyi saw him looking self-blaming, and couldn't help but laugh and cry. She smiled with her eyes bent, "Because I like cooking, I have in-depth research in this area. Your likes and specialties are different from mine, how can you compare with me in this area."

Put the fried dried fish on two plates. Tong Yiyi saw that it was almost cool and the temperature was acceptable to cats and dogs, so she turned off the fire and sent these dried fish to the masters first. They just came back from the supermarket, because Xiao Shenghan wanted to ask Tong Yiyi how to fry dried fish, so she prepared these for the masters before making their big meal.

Xiao Shenghan took over another plate. After listening to Tong Yiyi's words of comfort, he still felt a little ashamed and depressed. He pursed his lips and asked honestly: "When you make food for Naitang in the future, can you let me watch and learn? His Majesty has not been close to me recently, and I want to try to please him."

Tong Yiyi nodded happily and agreed. When she walked out of the kitchen side by side with Xiao Shenghan, she smiled and said: "Actually, you are also great. I have seen the illustrations you drew. They are very warm and touching, especially those with animals as the theme. They are really outstanding and touching. Don't you also draw a lot of illustrations with His Majesty as the model? This is your specialty."

"Really? Do you think my paintings are good?" Scratching his head, Xiao Shenghan smiled with a slightly rippling tone. It must be said that for him, being praised by a cute girl really makes him feel very happy and proud. This comfortable feeling is like all the pores in his body are opened.

Of course, it was not just because of the cute girl's compliment, but also because the person who complimented her was Tong Yiyi. The more he interacted with her, the more Xiao Shenghan knew that she was really a very gentle, cute and sweet girl. There were many topics to talk about when he was with her, and it was also easy and comfortable to get along with her. Even the social barriers didn't seem so serious.

"Nutty, mom made you something delicious, come here." Looking at Tong Yiyi squatting down and putting the plate of dried fish on the ground, calling the Samoyed with a gentle and smiling tone, Xiao Shenghan felt that his heart was also rippling. Speaking of which, he, a single dog from birth, should also consider his lifelong event (?)!

Snap!

Just as Xiao Shenghan fell into a beautiful fantasy, smiling with a silly look on his face, his body rippling with pink bubbles, and his saliva was about to flow out, a soft and flexible thing twitched his knees and woke him up from the messy fantasy.

Xiao Shenghan lowered his head and saw the British Shorthair blue cat squatting at his feet, with an elegant posture, its tail coiled in front of him, and the tip of its tail was still swinging gently, as if with a little impatience, and it had just slapped his knee to knock him out. It was this tail that woke me up from my unrealistic fantasy.

The British shorthair blue cat raised its face and looked at him, its round face was serious and silent, its bright golden eyes were wide-eyed, with a bit of dissatisfaction and speechlessness, and a trace of gloating and expectation that the person would make a fool of himself and regret that was not carefully hidden. Emotion: "What are you thinking about? Put the plate down."

Before Xiao Shenghan had time to think about why His Majesty's eyes were so weird, he quickly squatted down and placed the plate with dried fish in front of Xuan Yuan. He chuckled and defended himself (made an excuse): "I was thinking Your Majesty, you have a cat's tongue and are delicate, so I plan to let it cool down a bit before giving it to you."

Xuan Yuan didn't believe a word of Xiao Shenghan's lies, but when he thought about Xiao Shenghan's discovery that Tong Yiyi had a certain impression of him, Xuan Yuan felt that there must be a good show to watch in the future. For the sake of Xiao Shenghan entertaining him in the future, He won't expose Xiao Shenghan now.

After feeding the masters, Xiao Shenghan and Tong Yiyi were busy preparing their own feast. They bought a lot of ingredients. With Tong Yiyi as the chef, Xiao Shenghan also helped, so the two of them didn't mind cooking it at home. It’s time to have hot pot—in winter like this, it’s the time to eat hot pot!

Neither Xiao Shenghan nor Tong Yiyi are people who pay attention to eating and sleeping without talking. Although Xiao Shenghan still did not reveal his true face of being sullen on the outside and coquettish on the inside in front of Tong Yiyi, he relaxed a lot, and the two people surrounded him. A pot was cooking hot pot, chatting about random interesting topics, and sometimes using clear soup to boil vegetables for Xuan Yuan and Toffee. After the meal, they became much closer to each other.

They are no longer just nice neighbors, but considered very good friends. (Yun Bei, Xiao Shenghan)

"Ah, so happy!" After eating, he helped Tong Yiyi pack the tableware before returning to his home (Tong Yiyi's kitchen utensils were complete after all). Xiao Shenghan lay on the sofa and sighed, "The illustration was handed in before the deadline. , had a big meal, got closer to the cute girl, everything went so smoothly, I am indeed a man blessed by luck.”

After eating and drinking enough, Xiao Shenghan's middle school spirit seemed to be revived again.

But... Xuan Yuan shook his tail, and a smile flashed across his round eyes. When he understands what kind of setbacks he will encounter if he really wants to pursue Tong Yiyi, he will know whether he is blessed by luck. People.

Well, maybe he really is, but it's a pity that no matter how lucky he is, he can't help himself from committing suicide and blocking his own way, which will make him cry in the future.

As a dead house, in addition to not liking to go out, there must be another characteristic, that is, the electronic communication device-the mobile phone is never left behind. After Xiao Shenghan finished lamenting, he found that his desire to play with cats was still ruthlessly rejected by Xuan Yuan, so he had no choice but to I took out my mobile phone and logged into my own QQ account, and started looking through the messages I had missed in the past few days.

When Xiao Shenghan looked at it, he really found a huge melon. He found that the messages of several of his illustration groups were 999+. After flipping up several pages, he finally learned about what happened in the illustration circle recently. A big event and a giant melon exploded.

The circle of illustrators can be said to be very big or small. Although it cannot be said that every illustrator knows each other, the circle is so big that everyone in the circle can have some connections, so basically everyone in the circle knows each other. What happened? The news spread quickly and widely.

"Fuck, there are still illustrators with this kind of character? This is too... too, too... that's what it is." Xiao Shenghan held her phone in her hands and read all the solid evidence of the whole melon, and couldn't help but feel contempt and disdain. He spat, "It's so disgusting, who is this?"

Looking at the pieces of evidence that could not be erased, Xiao Shenghan felt disgusted: "This kind of person is simply a cancer in the industry. He doesn't plagiarize enough. He directly copies other people's words and even deletes the original author's works. Making the painting completely your own is such a shameless operation.”

"What's even more irritating is that this kind of thing didn't happen just once or twice. She is a repeat offender. Unfortunately, not all the original painters whose work rights were infringed in the past chose to report the crime. Many people gritted their teeth and swallowed the bitter pill. Otherwise, if the crime is reported but no one cares about it, the matter will go unsolved, which is why this kind of person is allowed to go unpunished for so long!”

Xiao Shenghan was so disgusted by what he saw in this melon. He really hated this kind of behavior the most: "Fortunately, God has eyes. Finally, there is a good person who can take care of everything this person has done." If it is exposed, how many people will suffer!”

Xuan Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Shenghan, his eyes slightly curved: It seems that Xiao Shenghan has seen what Zhinao did to the heroine exposed by Zhinao. Very good, this time, the so-called heroine will never have the opportunity to hurt her again. Xiao Shenghan.