Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

The freshly caught fish was roasted sizzling and oily under Jiang Han's operation, and Zi Duan was a little sad at first, because he thought that he was alone when he was a child, and he also understood that feeling, but the smell of the fish was overwhelming. Duan pulled back from the memory and returned to reality.

Zi Duan laughed at himself, and whispered to himself: "Sadness is not your style, forget about it."

Jiang Han was holding the grilled fish in one hand, while the other hand was still turning the half-cooked fish. Hearing what Zi Duan was muttering, he urged: "Brother, hurry up, my hand It's almost sour, and there are still several unbaked ones here!"

Zi Duan immediately jumped off the rock he was sitting on: "Here, come, don't worry, those fish are only heavy..."

Shrimp King was also interrupted by the conversation between the two, so he simply lay on the grass and put his hands on his face to watch the interaction between Jiang Han and the two of them. Although Shrimp King couldn't eat, he couldn't help swallowing the white smoke from the grilled fish. Swallowing, feeling a little ashamed at the realization of the act of swallowing.

King Xia simply turned over and didn't look at Jiang Han and the two of them. Perhaps the movement of King Xia tossing and turning was too loud, which caught Jiang Han's attention. He asked Ziduan with some doubts: "What's wrong with King Xia? Are there any bugs, why are they still turning over?"

Zi Duan wolfed down the freshly grilled fish, sticking out his tongue from the scald: "Ah? Hiss...it's so hot, how can there be bugs?"

Jiang Han was speechless, turned around and continued to grill the fish in his hand, until all the fish was roasted, Jiang Han didn't say a word, Zi Duan only realized after eating the fish in his hand: "Ah, You said King Shrimp, isn’t he sleeping there, he didn’t toss and turn.”

Jiang Han looked like he didn't want to talk to the idiot: "Yes, yes, yes, no." He began to eat a bunch of grilled fish.

Ziduan looked at Jiang Han gulping down his saliva, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "Is it finished, can you give me some more?"

Jiang Han didn't even look at Ziduan, he was overwhelmed and handed over a bunch of uneaten grilled fish, Ziduan then sat down contentedly and continued to eat the grilled fish, boasting as he ate: "Junior brother, your craftsmanship It’s amazing, even if you set up a stall on the side of the road, many people come.”

Jiang Han only nodded his head twice perfunctorily, and continued to gorge on his grilled fish. Zi Duan touched his nose and felt sorry for himself, until Jiang Han finished eating and took out a jug of wine. He drank it by himself first. After a few sips, the mood of drinking is much happier.

After Jiang Han finished drinking, he handed the jug to Ziduan. Ziduan took the jug excitedly and thanked him: "Junior brother, you are so kind, you actually gave me the wine." After Ziduan took it, he felt something was wrong. , the jug was very light, and Zi Duan shook it suspiciously.

"Why do you feel that there is no wine?" Ziduan smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Jiang Han still ignored him, he opened the lid and poured it into his mouth. The wine in the jug was poured down, but the amount was not much. The amount of one mouthful, the Ziduan will be poured out immediately.

Although the amount was small, Zi Duan was satisfied. After drinking, he smacked his lips and honestly returned the jug to Jiang Han. Jiang Han glanced at Zi Duan expressionlessly: "Isn't it enough to drink this jug? I'm not even willing to drink a sip, it's all my brother who drank it."

Zi Duan shook his head like a rattle: "Enough, Enough, Brother remember this kindness." ..