Chapter 70: Sweet and Salty
[Should I tell him...that I just peed where he was sitting? 】
Just as he was silent, Xie Yuchen suddenly heard these words and his face froze instantly.
The other four people naturally heard it as well, and a strange look flashed across their eyes.
But I am mute. 】
[Why did he choose that place to sit down? Didn’t he smell urine? 】
[Forget it, he didn't even smell it, so I don't need to remind him. 】
Xie Yuchen, "!"
The black bear who was treating the wound, "......"
Then again, it would be convenient for him to do it here, so why not choose a faraway place to make snake soup!
Wu Xie, who was about to go over to get the first aid kit, said, "......"
It’s not that he didn’t help treat the wounds, but the backpack fell into the tomb. Among the three of them, only the fat man’s backpack was left, but there was no first aid or other supplies in the fat man’s backpack.
All of them were compressed biscuits, water, and explosives. Besides these, there was a bundle of ropes and a dozen lighters. There were quite a variety of lighters, including ordinary plastic ones, windproof ones, pulley ones, and ones that could be refueled...
Now suddenly hearing Sang Mo's words, Wu Xie suddenly felt that this was a very interesting place.
Although, he really didn't seem to smell anything, maybe it was because he was still a bit far away?
But Xiaohua had been sitting there for about two minutes, so why didn’t she smell it?
Even if you can't smell it, you can still see the wet tissues thrown next to the tree. 】
The five people subconsciously looked for the wet wipes, and sure enough, they saw two crumpled wet wipes by the tree.
Then the five of them tacitly avoided each other's gazes and quietly withdrew. Those who were in a daze continued to be in a daze, those who were treating their wounds treated their wounds, and those who covered their buttocks and endured the pain...
Fatty Wang thought that this was a big deal. Just from traveling together on this journey, he had a rough idea that Xie Yuchen was a person who had some mysophobia.
result?
This person with mysophobia has a poor sense of smell?
Of course, Fatty Wang wouldn't actually walk over and sniff it, actively sniffing the urine to show off his keen sense of smell, right?
It's not like he has any serious illness!
He howled, "Tian Zhen, hurry up, my butt is really hurt! If you keep dawdling, the wound will get inflamed!"
Wu Xie patted his forehead and said, "Don't worry, Fatty. Xiao Hua's wound hasn't been treated yet. You wait for a while."
[Tongzi, who are they?] 】
[Host, the fat guy is Wang Yueban, also known as Wang Fatty. The one who just slapped his forehead and spoke is called Wu Xie, and the fat guy calls him Tian Zhen. The one sitting is Xie Yuchen, the head of the Nine Sects. 】
What are the Nine Gates? Is it a force? 】
[Yes, host, this is a force in the tomb-robbing world, which once occupied Changsha in Jiumen. There are soldiers, actors, immortals with walking sticks, Yama, prodigal sons, smiling Buddhas, and beautiful women who calculate and play chess. 】
[Wu Xie is the grandson of the prodigal Wu Laogou, and Xie Yuchen is the grandson of Xie Jiu, a master of chess. They are both from the Nine Gates. 】
[By the way, Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling once worked with Chen Pi Asi from the Nine Gates. They are both deeply involved with the Nine Gates. 】
[Hei Xia Zi has a connection with Qi Baye, the fortune teller of the Nine Gates. Hei Xia Zi is a bannerman with a distinguished family background, but his family fell into decline when he was a child. He was betrayed and sold as a vegetable servant. Qi Tiezui bought him back and adopted him. 】
Black blind man, “?!”
That dog system even knows all this!
[Stop, stop talking. Maybe I will forget it after I wake up from a sleep. From now on, just explain the question itself, and don’t explain those that are related or unrelated. 】
[Yes, the host does have a point.] 】
Sang Mo stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon, then stared at the pot in a daze with lifeless eyes.
After Hei Xia Zi treated Xie Yuchen's wound, he patted the back of Xie Yuchen's hand lightly, which was a suggestive gesture.
Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi had actually sensed something fishy from Sang Mo's inner thoughts. It seemed that Sang Mo had lost his memory?
Hei Xia Zi stood up and handed the first aid kit to Wu Xie. He walked with his long legs to the big iron pot and sat on a stone like Sang Mo.
He asked Sang Mo next to him, "Who did you learn this cooking skill from?"
Although he knew he would not get an answer, Sang Mo couldn't even remember his own name, so how could he remember the name of the chef from whom he learned cooking?
Sang Mo shook his head.
Have I ever learned cooking? I must have learned it, otherwise I wouldn't be so skilled. My butchering skills are also very proficient. Do I look like a butcher? 】
[The knife I use is also a butcher knife. Maybe I am a butcher in public, but a tomb robber in secret? 】
[Host, is it possible that the butcher knife is a reward? 】
【......】
Sang Mo vaguely remembered that there was such a thing as a system reward. He nodded his chin in understanding and continued to stir the soup in the pot with a spoon.
[The fire is almost ready, we can start eating.] 】
He picked up the bowl on the side, scooped a bowl of soup, and drank the soup by himself without gesturing to others.
Hei Xiazi was not polite either. He took the bowl and scooped himself a bowl of soup. Seeing that the mute was still sitting there, he called out, "Mute, come and drink your soup. And you, drink some soup while it's hot."
Zhang Qiling stood up and walked over, filled a bowl of soup and returned to where he had been sitting.
Xie Yuchen had already moved to another place to sit while Sang Mo was in a daze. Now he closed his eyes to rest, as if he didn't hear what was said.
Fatty Wang was leaning on his backpack with his butt sticking out. He said weakly, "Tian Zhen, help me get a bowl of hot soup."
Wu Xie saw that Hei Xia Zi and Xiao Ge were both holding bowls. Sang Mo didn't say anything and his expression didn't change. It seemed that they were allowed to eat.
He walked forward and took a bowl to serve the soup. Actually, there were only three bowls here originally, but later Sang Mo saw them coming and took out three sets of bowls and chopsticks.
He first brought a bowl to the fat man, then he brought a bowl to Xiaohua, and then he came back and served himself a bowl.
He didn't see the slightly strange expressions on Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi's faces after they took a sip of the soup. When he blew the soup cool and took a sip, the strange sweet and salty taste in his mouth instantly hit his nose.
Wu Xie resisted the urge to spit it out. He looked uncertainly at Sang Mo, whose expression remained unchanged. It seemed that the soup in the bowl was extremely delicious.
Wu Xie, “?!”
Is it possible that there is something wrong with his sense of taste?
But after meeting the gazes of Fatty, Xiaohua and Brother, Wu Xie understood that it was not that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, but that this was really the taste of the soup!
Could it be that Sang Mo has a problem with his sense of taste?
At this moment, Wu Xie felt that the bowl in his hand was very hot. He really couldn't eat this taste!
But they all endured it!
Sang Mo quickly finished a bowl of soup, and then filled a second bowl, scooping a lot of snake meat into the bowl with a spoon.
He ate with gusto, as if he really couldn't taste the mixture of sweet and salty.
Wu Xie widened his dog eyes and couldn't help asking, "Sang Mo, do you like salty and sweet food?"
Sang Mo shook his head and nodded.
[I don’t know what flavor of food I like, but the soup is delicious. Is it too sweet? 】
[Then don’t drink it. It’s good enough that I give you a drink, but you still complain about this and that. 】
Wu Xie, "..."
He drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp.
Hei Xia Zi sighed inwardly, could it be that the green pepper and shredded pork fried rice was thrown away to feed the dog because it tasted weird?
To be honest, Hei Xia Zi never thought that Sang Mo's cooking skills were at this level!
The knife skills were superb and the soup looked delicious, but the taste was unsatisfactory.
But what kind of terrible food has he not eaten?
Hei Xia Zi felt that he didn't throw away the dog feeder just because the food was not tasty. There might be some hidden secrets behind it.
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