The two of them played for a long time before they finished taking a bath. After they came out, Zhang Xian found that the water had become muddy and was a little black. You can imagine how dirty they were.

Originally, Zhang Xian wanted to pour the water into the river, but as a moral person, he really couldn't bear to have his bathing water polluted the river, so he fell under a big tree.

Afterwards, Zhang Xian changed into the new clothes he bought when Gu Qingjuro brought them back, and he felt much more refreshed.

"Are you hungry, Jianxin?"

"Yes." Jian Xin nodded, and Zhang Xian said, "Go, go to the kitchen, let's get some food."

Jian Xin's eyes lit up when he heard this.

When the two of them came to the kitchen, they immediately saw the steamed buns in the stove.

But Zhang Xian really didn't want to eat these, so after searching for a while, he successfully found a lot of ingredients.

All kinds of unknown wild vegetables and mushrooms.

More meat is more meat than Gu Qingjuro, including various meats, venison, rabbit meat, fish, if Zhang Xian admits it wrong, there is also bear meat.

All kinds of ingredients are also very complete.

Zhang Xian's index finger suddenly moved, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Jianxin, wait a moment, I'll do it now."

"Aren't there any steamed buns?" Jian Xin asked.

"No." Zhang Xian refused directly, and Jian Xin didn't say much. He actually thought it was OK to eat steamed buns.

But after a few minutes, Jianxin didn't feel that way.

I saw Zhang Xian take out the meat and rice and start cooking.

Boil water here, cut vegetables there, then turn on the pot, light the fire, and put all kinds of ingredients into it, and the kitchen is filled with fragrance.

Jianxin couldn't help but look up and played what it means to look forward to it.

Zhang Xian became more and more hungry as he cooked it. He fryed three plates of meat and then made a portion of Mapo tofu, skewers of all kinds of wild vegetables for barbecue.

Jianxin looked at the food in front of him and couldn't help but beat the drum.

But Zhang Xian was still making it, and Jian Xin was not good enough to eat it himself.

It was not until Zhang Xian came to him with two bowls of rice that Jian Xin showed an impatient expression.

Zhang Xian laughed and handed him the rice: "Eat, eat more."

Jian Xin swallowed and said, "I'm starting to move."

Then Jian Xin gently squeezed a piece of flesh into his mouth, and his pupils began to tremble in an instant.

"How is it?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.

Jianxin answered him with his actions and began to dig in silence.

Zhang Xian suddenly showed a satisfied look. As a cook, what he likes to see the most is Jian Xin's reaction.

Then Zhang Xian stopped talking and started eating.

Suddenly the kitchen was filled with chewing sounds.

While the two were having a feast, the kitchen door opened.

Bigu Kiyoshiro appeared in front of the door, why did he come?

Zhang Xian and Jian Xin stopped talking.

"gentlemen?"

Bigu Qingjuro looked at the cooking in front of Zhang Xian.

"What are you eating?"

"Uh? Meat?" Zhang Xian replied tentatively.

"What did you do?"

"yes."

Bigu Qingjuro entered, Zhang Xian quickly got up, and Jian Xin had to stand up.

But Bi Ku Qingjuro didn't say much, and sat directly between them and stretched out his hand.

Zhang Xian understood and quickly handed over the chopsticks.

Naturally, he would not be polite to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, and his whole aura changed suddenly.

"Um?!"

Zhang Xian was shocked and thought that he was angry with Gu Qingjuro, so he hurriedly said, "Sorry, sir, I'm a good decision. I think there are ingredients, so..."

Bi Ku Qingjuro reached out his hand with a serious face and interrupted Zhang Xian's words.

"meal."

"ah?"

"Supply a bowl of rice for me."

Zhang Xian blinked and realized immediately. He quickly served a bowl of rice for Bigu Qingjuro. At the same time, he cursed in his heart, and said it was delicious, "Well, what's the hell?" He almost scared him to death.

But it can be seen that Bi Ku Qingjuro is very satisfied with the taste of these dishes, and Zhang Xian felt at ease. It would be better if Bi Ku Qingjuro likes his dishes.

"Please use it, sir."

Biku Kiyoshiro took it and started eating it decisively.

Zhang Xian and Jian Xin stood aside, with Jian Xin showing disappointment on his face, and obviously he wanted to eat again.

Zhang Xian had no choice but to eat it. What can they do if the boss wants to eat it?

Fortunately, after taking a bite, Biku Kiyoshiro said, "What are you doing while standing? Don't you eat?"

"But, sir, aren't you?"

"You made this dish, wouldn't I let you eat it?" Bigu Qingjuro said, "I'm that kind of person?"

But you look like that!

Zhang Xian complained in his heart.

"No, sir, just like it."

"Eat." Bi Ku Qingjuro didn't say much anymore and said directly.

Jian Xin didn't need Zhang Xian to greet him this time, and sat in his own position and continued to eat.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian stopped worrying and continued to eat.

Half an hour later, the three of them ate the food dry and quietly without a bowl of rice left.

Bi Kiyoshiro took a big sip of wine and burped a satisfied burp.

"This is the first time I have seen these cooking methods. I have never seen meat stir-fry like this. Who did you learn from?"

"Uh, I studied it myself. I like these."

"Are these your best?"

"Not it, it's the fastest."

"What else do you know?"

“Uh, a lot.”

Bi Ku Qingjuro showed a look of recognition.

"You haven't lie. With your skills, you can't starve to death wherever you go. If you really go to Kyoto, you can have a place."

Zhang Xian was immediately alert when he heard this.

"Sir, you won't go back on your word, right?"

"No, I just feel embarrassed."

Zhang Xian paused when he heard this and said.

"It's useless to know how to cook. In this chaotic world, nothing is more important than safety, right?"

Bigu Qingjuro looked at Zhang Xian: "That's why you insist on going back to the mountain with me?"

Zhang Xian thought for a while and said frankly: "I have seen your power. I don't know what other swordsmen are like, but I think there is no safer place in the world than in yours."

Bi Ku Qingjuro nodded, but also said.

"It is not a manly spirit to live under someone else's roof."

Zhang Xian shook his head slightly and said truthfully.

"But the young birds are weak, so they have to shade the big trees."

Jianxin had never read a book and couldn't understand what the two of them said, but he also vaguely felt that what they said was very reasonable.

Bi Gu Qingjuro looked at Zhang Xian again, and he found that Zhang Xian was a bit strange, with his knowledge and conversation, unlike ordinary people. Although he was young, he knew a lot.

"I won't teach you the Flying Swordsmanship, one is because of the rules of the Swordsmanship, and two is really not suitable for you."

"Um?"

"But I will teach you the basics. As for swordsmanship, you can find the right one in the future."

Zhang Xian didn't think about these things, but it was not a bad thing to be able to get the teachings of Ju Qu'eru, so he said directly: "Thank you sir."

"Also, in the future, besides cooking, please teach Jianxin to read." Bi Gu Qingshiro said.

"Ah?" Zhang Xian didn't expect Ju Qingjuro to say this, while Jian Xin was a little confused: "Are you studying?"

He doesn't have the concept of reading, nor does he know whether he needs it or not.

Zhang Xian hesitated for a moment and said, "It's OK, but my knowledge is indeed not enough to teach Jianxin."
Chapter completed!