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Bake...

Bake...

In the ruined temple, a bonfire was rising and dancing, burning a chicken on it.

Liu Yan sprinkled some salt on it from time to time and then turned it over.

Next to it, there is a simple wooden table with rice paper and pen and ink on it.

"Fortunately, I left some gold in the system backpack at that time, otherwise it would be difficult to get these things." Liu Yan murmured in his heart.

Gululu...gulu...

Tang Bohu's stomach started to scream.

However, this guy seemed to be determined to die, and he refused to look up at Liu Yan no matter how he screamed.

As the aroma of roasted chicken became stronger and stronger, Tang Bohu's belly also became louder and louder.

At this time, several little beggars came outside the ruined temple, looking at the roast chicken on the bonfire with a greedy look.

Obviously, they were attracted by the fragrance.

"You guys came here by smelling the fragrance, right? Don't you have to stand outside, come in, and we'll eat together when the bake is done." Liu Yan invited with a smile.

Several little beggars immediately ran in with joy and sat around the bonfire.

Those eyes were all staring at the roast chicken.

"I tell you, this roast chicken is very particular. If it is done well, it will be delicious. If it is not done well, it will be unpalatable."

While there was someone, Liu Yan started a big talk.

Anyway, he just wanted to arouse Tang Bohu's appetite first.

"Big brother, when will you cook your roasted chicken?" a little beggar couldn't help but ask.

"No hurry, you have to bake it for a while." Liu Yan said.

"Then can I go and call my sister? She is sick and hasn't eaten for three days. She is in another dilapidated temple not far from here." The little beggar said pitifully.

Liu Yan felt ache in his heart.

Haven't eaten for three days?

Still a little girl.

This made Liu Yan think of his sister Xiaoya.

When he and Xiaoya were just driven out of the Liu family, they slept through bridge holes, picked up steamed buns, endured hunger, and lived a miserable life.

Liu Yan couldn't help but feel a little compassion.

"What's your name?" Liu Yan asked.

"My name is Ergouzi, and my sister is Xiaoling." The little beggar replied.

"Okay, Ergouzi, I'm going to give you a task now." Liu Yan took out a small piece of gold and handed it to Ergouzi. "You go to the market, buy more chickens, and bring your sister over, can you do it?"

"Okay, can, can." Ergouzi nodded quickly.

"I'll go with Ergouzi." said another little beggar.

"Okay, go." Liu Yan waved.

"Um."

Ergouzi nodded, and ran towards the market with another little beggar.

Liu Yan was not worried that Ergouzi would swallow the money.

Because, from Ergouzi's appearance, Liu Yan could see that he was an upright person.

Besides, when he saw the roast chicken, Ergouzi thought of his sister, not himself. With this alone, Liu Yan could trust him.

"Okay, let's continue to talk about how to make this roast chicken. After Ergouzi comes back from buying the chicken, you can do it yourself. Do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand..."

The remaining few little beggars all lit their heads.

Xiaoya likes to eat roasted chicken, so Liu Yan has also studied how to make roasted chicken so that it tastes better.

It's no problem to explain at this moment.

However, the thoughts of these little beggars were obviously not above what Liu Yan said, but were always staring at the roast chicken.

Liu Yan didn't care either.

His original intention was to arouse Tang Bohu's appetite.

Seeing that it was almost done, Liu Yan tore off a small piece of chicken and handed it to the youngest beggar.

"Come on, you are the youngest, you can taste it first."

The little beggar grabbed the chicken handed over by Liu Yan and swallowed it whole.

The other little beggars all stared at their companions who had eaten the chicken first, and swallowed with envy.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Liu Yan asked with a smile.

"Yeah, it's delicious, so delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious roast chicken..." The little beggar nodded wildly, and his eyes continued to stare at the roast chicken in Liu Yan's hand.

At this time, Ergouzi and two other little beggars came to the ruined temple with several chickens.

Liu Yan took a look.

Sure enough, Ergouzi's sister had a pale face and was extremely weak and haggard, and she was obviously really sick.

"Come on, Ergouzi, give this to your sister first."

After Liu Yan tore off a chicken leg, he handed the rest directly to Ergouzi.

"As for others, you have to bake it yourself to eat it."

After the arrangement was made, Liu Yan couldn't help feeling warm.

It is actually a happy thing to see these poor children having a meal.

At this time, Liu Yan found that Tang Bohu looked at him slightly, but when he looked over, the guy closed his eyes again.

Just pretend, you pretend, you continue to pretend.

Liu Yan smiled in his heart, then walked to Tang Bohu, and took a bite of the golden chicken leg.

"Ah, delicious, so delicious!"

Liu Yan praised exaggeratedly.

Gululu...

Tang Bohu's stomach started to scream again, and it was still loud.

"Brother Tang, why don't you get up and eat some?"

Liu Yan gently pushed Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu's throat rolled twice, but he still had no intention of getting up.

"Don't want to eat? Then I'm not polite."

Liu Yan took another bite. "Tsk tsk tsk... Such deliciousness makes me want to swallow my tongue. It's so delicious!" Liu Yan continued to say with an exaggerated expression, and then suddenly looked excited, "Oh, why do you suddenly want to draw a painting?

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"Well, yes, today I will draw a famous painting that shocked the world in this dilapidated temple, so that the world can know that all the great works are born from a small desk."

After saying this, Liu Yan immediately put the chicken legs on paper and placed them next to Tang Bohu.

And he himself walked to the table.

"It's not rare for me to use a divine painting in the ruined temple. After the painting is finished, I will be treated as an emperor."

"Today, I, Liu Yan, are here to make a painting without a pen."

After saying that, Liu Yan rolled up his sleeves, dipped his hands ink, and began to draw on rice paper.

On the other side, the little beggars were eager to pluck and clean the chickens.

Liu Yan ignored that much at all.

I saw his palms and fingers pressing, tapping, slapping, turning, or wiping, and then there were thick or light ink marks on the rice paper.

At first, I really couldn't see anything, and it even felt a little messy.

But Liu Yan ignored it completely and continued to paint.

As time goes by, the originally chaotic pictures gradually began to show the magnificent landscape. As they were painting, Liu Yan actually forgot his original intention and integrated himself into the painting.
Chapter completed!