Nightfall
Ye Feng placed a recliner and sat beside an unknown stream. There was a barbecue grill next to him, with charcoal burning inside.
After setting up the fishing rod and listening to the gurgling water, Ye Feng's memories suddenly went back to that summer.
That summer when I met Xiaoyuer...
A girl in a floral dress is holding half a watermelon with a spoon stuck on it. The soft moonlight shines on her body, making her look like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful and noble.
"Give"
Shen Xinyu sat on the recliner and handed the watermelon to Ye Feng as if offering a treasure.
Ye Feng took the watermelon and leaned back on the recliner. It was the height of summer, but the watermelon in his hand felt cool.
Ye Feng rubbed Shen Xinyu’s hair with a smile on his face, as if he was meeting her for the first time.
"You said before that you unilaterally shared my memories when you were a child. What about now?"
Ye Feng asked with some curiosity.
Shen Xinyu smiled cunningly:
"you guess!"
"Good you! Is it okay now?"
Ye Feng's eyes changed slightly. If that was still possible, then wouldn't he have any secrets?
"No, I'm weaker than you. I can't do it."
Shen Xinyu covered her mouth and chuckled.
Ye Feng stroked his chin:
"Did you say that you were influenced by the Black Phoenix and could read the memories of other people besides me?"
“I haven’t tried it.”
“Try next time”
Ye Feng smiled and didn't take this matter to heart. It was not a very important matter.
He doesn't need it. When encountering such a thing, he can just search the soul. It has the same effect, but the one being searched will be more painful.
Ye Feng scooped up a piece of watermelon with a spoon and handed it to Shen Xinyu's mouth:
"Little Fish, take the first bite!"
Shen Xinyu nodded, a blush on her face, beautiful and charming.
"The fishing rod is moving!"
Ye Feng took a few bites of watermelon and found that the fishing rod moved. He picked up the rod with one hand. With his great strength, the fish was naturally lifted up by Ye Feng without any resistance.
"You eat, I'll go take care of the fish."
Ye Feng held a fish that was only the size of a palm in his hand, walked to the river, and a small knife appeared in his hand. He knocked the fish unconscious, removed the scales and gills, cut open the fish's belly, took out the internal organs, and cleaned it in the river water.
Stuff a piece of ginger into the fish belly and apply the prepared seasoning inside the belly to better remove the fishy smell and make the fish taste better.
Insert the skewers, place the fish on the grill, brush a layer of oil on it, and start grilling the fish.
Shen Xinyu sat beside him with her hands supporting her cheeks, staring at Ye Feng motionlessly.
"Were you fascinated by my grilled fish and fell in love with me?"
Ye Feng turned the fish over, brushed it with a layer of seasoning, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Shen Xinyu pursed her lips and muttered softly:
"That's not the case."
"Then why are you like this? It's not because I asked you to call me brother, right?"
Ye Feng smiled and looked at Shen Xinyu's increasingly red face. She was so cute that he couldn't help but give it a light bite.
"Ahem"
Before Shen Xinyu could react, an old man coughed suddenly.
"Little guys, there are outsiders here."
Ye Feng raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. It was a "group" of dead branches and rotten leaves, vaguely resembling a human.
Among the dead branches and rotten leaves, a pair of eyes opened and stared at Ye Feng and Shen Xinyu. The body shook, and the dead branches and rotten leaves on the body fell off instantly, revealing an old man in tattered clothes.
"Little guy, the fish in your hand smells so good. Could you let me taste it for a bit?"
The old man was skinny all over, and no one knew how long he had been hungry. All he knew was that his eyes seemed to be glowing green.
Ye Feng looked at the old man and his eyes fell on Shen Xinyu. After all, this was the fish he promised to grill for her, and the decision was up to Shen Xinyu.
Shen Xinyu nodded slightly. As for the fish, it’s not like it can’t be grilled.
Ye Feng shrugged, walked over and handed the grilled fish to the old man.
The old man swallowed and opened his mouth, as if waiting for Ye Feng to feed him.
"No hands?"
Ye Feng frowned. Was this old man being a little too presumptuous?
The old man pursed his lips:
"The old man is concentrating on fishing!"
Ye Feng lowered his eyes and looked. At first glance, there was clearly nothing there, but when he looked closely, he saw an extremely thin spider silk held in the old man's hand. The spider silk extended to the bottom of the river, swaying, but never breaking.
"Fishing with spider silk, how can you catch fish?"
Ye Feng smiled, stuffed the fish into the old man's mouth, and then returned to the oven.
"You don't understand this... Little guy, your fish tastes delicious. No wonder the little girl next to you is so obsessed with it. As the saying goes, to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach!"
The old man was about to explain, but as his tongue moved in his mouth, he bit off a small piece of fish and immediately changed the subject to praise.
Ye Feng's fishing rod moved slightly again, and another fish was hooked. This time the fish was very big, weighing dozens of kilograms!
Ye Feng was in a dilemma. After thinking for a while, he took out a big pot. How to cook the big fish?
Of course it’s stewed!
Isn’t there a saying that there is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun, and Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot!
It can be seen that any big fish is suitable for stewing, and it is best to stew it for a full two and a half hours!
Ye Feng processed the big fish, cut it into several large pieces, heated up the oil in a pan, put the processed big fish into the pan and fried it until both sides were golden brown, then added enough water.
Ye Feng threw two large pieces of ginger into the water, as well as pickled vegetables, thousand-layer tofu skin, appropriate amounts of salt, cooking wine, vinegar, oyster sauce... (personal habits, different methods are normal, don't criticize me...)
Shen Xinyu watched from the side, and even the old man next to him turned his head. The grilled fish had been reduced to only a complete fish bone.
Ye Feng ignored the old man. How could an old man who could catch fish with spider silk continuously be an ordinary person? For such a person, controlling spiritual power to eat a fish would definitely be a piece of cake.
Ye Feng didn't know the purpose of the old man fishing, but he didn't care much, because the old man had nothing to do with him.
Shen Xinyu was holding the grilled fish. While it was being stewed, Ye Feng caught another small fish, grilled it, and handed it to her.
Time passed bit by bit, and the aroma of the pickled fish in Ye Feng's pot gradually emanated. Shen Xinyu, who was eating grilled fish, raised her head, as if the fish in the pot was even more fragrant.
She had never tried any other food made by Ye Feng except grilled fish.
Ye Feng saw Shen Xinyu's eyes and pinched her cheeks:
"Just wait a little longer. The fish will become more fragrant the longer it is cooked."
"Little old man, I want to eat too!"
At some point, the old man came to the big pot and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. It seemed that he wanted to grab the fish meat in his hands and swallow it whole, just like a starving ghost reincarnated.
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