The Beautiful Lady Is Lonely (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 32

   After the rain, it will generally give birth to unparalleled deliciousness, yes, it is the chicken fungus.

    Lu Xi picked up his small bamboo basket, used a wooden stick as a walking stick, and tied some hemp on his shoes to prevent slippage, and went out in a "heavy outfit".

    Because the ground was slippery, Lu Xi was very careful when she walked. She did not walk and explain as usual. After being quiet all the way, Lu Xi finally cleared her throat when she thought about the effect of the show.

    "Let me sing a song to help everyone."

    In fact, both the original owner and Lu Xi are not good at singing, but they still have the necessary entertainment awareness to participate in variety shows.

    Lu Xi bit his scalp and began to sing: "Little mushroom picking girl, carrying a bamboo basket on the hill~"

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    series of ellipsis floated over.

    After a pause, Lu Xi said again: "Forget it, I still don't sing."

    So shy.

    【? ? ! ! 】

    【Run after flirting? ? ? 】

    【Please keep singing! ! ! Don't let me kneel down please! ]

    However, Lu refused to speak again how the river, and later it became a recording precious treasures recording.

    Lu Xi's good fortune continued to play its role. Not long after she walked, she dug up the Coccinella fungus under a pine forest. The number is small, probably only five or six, but they are all very large, and she eats enough by herself.

    The fourth day was spent in searching for chicken fir mushrooms. When I came back, I met a poor pheasant that was soggy and wet.

    The pheasant couldn't fly, when Lu Xi shook his head and buried his head in the grass next to him, exposing the chicken butt.

    It's easy to catch.

    Lu Xi picked it up as soon as he mentioned it.

    [Hahaha absolutely, I hope there will be no more Lu Xi in hell]

    [Pheasant: I am so pitiful, you can let me go]

    [How can a pheasant be so miserable to eat? It would be great if I could put more cumin]

    Next, Lu Xi didn't encounter any obstacles, and returned to the Taoist temple unimpeded all the way.

    Lu Xi is tired of eating chicken stewed mushrooms every day, and wants to eat something else today.

    She found a long and flat stone, washed it, and drove it to the fire to bake it. After the slate is hot, put the chicken skin on it, first refine a little bit of chicken fat to prevent muddy ground, and then put the cut muscle mass and chicken fungus slices on top to bake.

    The chicken fir mushrooms and the meat slices were curled up by the hot slate, squatting, and soon the color became slightly scorched.

    Lu Xi sprinkled a handful of salt, flipped it a few times, and it cooked quickly.

    Because the chicken sprouts are too delicious, she swallowed a few bites without any time to explain anything. She just gave a thumbs up to express her praise, and then buried her head and continued to eat.