Chapter 478 Sharing

Leave the volcano and return to the forest.

For ordinary people, the danger level of Whale Island Forest is quite high, but for Luo, the threat is zero.

After descending the mountain, Luo and the black cat came to the largest lake in the forest.

Once here, there are many peeping eyes looking at Luo and the black cat, which are animals gathered by the lake.

There are many duckweed plants floating on the lake, and there are many kinds of plants by the lake, which are quite strange.

Luo took out the fishing rod and looked at the black cat. The latter jumped over and hooked the fish without asking.

I don't know what level of ingredients the Swamp King is, but the black cat is very interested, and it is quite cooperative in order to have a good meal.

Without waiting for Luo to swing the pole, the black cat rushed to the lake by itself, and with bursts of water splashes, it got into the lake, searching for the trace of the swamp king.

Luo sat casually on the ground, looking at the lake that gradually calmed down.

After about four or five minutes, the fishing line was straightened, and a force was transmitted from the other end of the fishing line.

Seeing this, Luo sent out a little bit of mental power to attach to the fishing rod and fishing line, and then with a little force, he pulled the black cat and prey out of the lake and threw them directly to the shore.

The Swamp King landed on the shore, fighting wildly like a carp.

The black cat didn't directly kill the Swamp King, and to a certain extent, it kept a little taste. He landed with the Swamp King, and quickly got up to watch the masterpiece he caught.

Luo put down his fishing rod and approached the energetic Swamp King.

The volume is about the size of a shark, and even the dorsal fins are somewhat similar, with a total of five pieces of different sizes.

There are several pairs of arthropods and hook feet under the body, and there are not many fish scales, only one on the abdomen, and the rest is covered with a layer of carapace.

The King of the Swamp is covered in blue and green, coupled with his lackluster appearance, it is a bit off-putting to look at.

Luo didn't let the Swamp King continue to splurge, and condensed a bullet the size of a marble. With a flick of his fingers, the bullet sank into the Swamp King's head, and his body instantly calmed down.

Walking a few steps forward, I came to the side of the dead Swamp King, reached out and touched it, and the white smoke font immediately gave the message of the Swamp King.

"Class C.

"

Luo was a little disappointed at once. C-grade ingredients were of no help to him, at least B-grade ingredients were needed, which could be increased by a little.

The ugly appearance of the Swamp King originally made him lose his appetite, but it turned out to be a C-rank, and he lost interest in an instant.

"Hurry up, I want to eat beggar fish!"

The black cat was walking around, its foodie attributes sprouted, and it was a little impatient.

Seeing the black cat looking forward to it so much, Luo swallowed back the words to let the black cat eat sashimi directly. Considering that the black cat burned his butt once today, let's reward him.

Thinking of this, Luo started cooking the Swamp King without saying a word.

Washed, dismembered, shelled and the most tender parts removed.

Use your mind ability to perfectly infiltrate the seasoning into the fish, find several kinds of wild fruits nearby, prepare all the accessories, wrap it layer by layer with a huge lotus leaf, and then dig a pit on the spot and start a fire.

In order to speed up the burning speed of the firewood at the bottom of the pit, Luo opened the field, squeezed out oxygen, injected it, and the flames flourished instantly.

After a while, the firewood was burned out. Luo put the fish meat wrapped in lotus leaves into the pit, buried them in soil, waited for fifteen minutes, and dug out the hot lotus leaf balls.

The black cat drooled as he looked at the scorched lotus leaves.

Luo put the lotus leaf group the size of a mopan stone on the ground, like peeling an onion, layer by layer, and the aroma changed from light to strong, floating in all directions.

When the last layer is removed, the white and tender fish meat is pressed on a pile of wild fruits, and a clear soup oozes from the bottom.

There are no fish heads, jointed limbs, or fish shells of the Swamp King, just pure fish meat, paired with a fruity aroma, which makes Luo's previously poor appetite warm up.

However, the black cat couldn't wait any longer, and rushed over, but was slapped away by Luo.

"There are no rules."

Luo raised his finger, cut a small piece and tasted it, the taste was tender and smooth, and the taste was surprisingly good, not inferior to B-grade ingredients, even close to A-grade ingredients.

After swallowing the fish in a few bites, Luo couldn't help but cut another piece and put it in his mouth to chew.

At this time, the black cat rushed over with an angry face.

Luo glanced at him, divided the fish on the lotus leaf into two halves, and said, "Old rule, half for each person."

The black cat didn't say anything, picked up half of the fish and gnawed it, whimpering with satisfaction.

Compared to the black cat's gobbling, Luo stopped after eating some and rewrapped the lotus leaf.

Seeing Luo's actions, the black cat stuffed the rest of the fish into its mouth, chewed it quickly, and swallowed it in one breath, then asked, "For that brat?"

"Um."

Luo responded, picked up the fish meat and fishing rod, and headed towards the village on Whale Island.

The black cat followed and said, "You are very generous with people and things."

"The real meaning of food is to share." Luo glanced at the black cat.

"Tch." The black cat said angrily, "I haven't seen you being generous to me once."

"No?" Rob asked.

"Is there?" The black cat stared.

Luo thought for a while, separated a piece of fish the size of a ping pong ball from the lotus leaf, and threw it at the black cat.

The black cat twitched its face when it caught such a small piece of fish.

He was silent for a moment, and wanted to throw the fish back with the spirit of "not eating the food that comes from you", but he quickly retracted it, and stuffed the fish into his mouth with the mentality that mosquito legs are also meat.

"It's so generous." He swallowed the fish and said sourly.

"Thank you." Luo replied in a low-key manner.

One person and one cat soon left the forest and entered the village on the wilderness.

Luo stood by a signpost on the village road, waiting for Xiaojie to come.

Twenty minutes later, a figure in the distance ran towards the signpost, it was Xiaojie.

Sprinting vigorously, when he came in front of Luo, he was already out of breath.

"Take it."

Luo handed the still warm lotus leaves to Xiaojie.

Xiaojie took it, his nose twitched slightly, and exclaimed: "It smells so good, what is this?"

"My special fish meat, I'll take it back for you for dinner," Luo said.

"Thank you, Boss Luo." Xiaojie blinked, and the saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His stomach was already conquered by Luo with a grilled fish.

"Go back, so as not to be taught by Mitt again." Luo patted Xiaojie's head.

Xiaojie turned his head to look in the direction of his home, and then to the forest in the distance, with a look of nostalgia on his face, hesitantly said: "Then I'll go back."

"Well, I'll teach you how to fish in two days." Luo laughed.

Hearing this, Xiaojie's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "It's a deal!"

The sun went down and night fell.

Xiaojie serves the fish that Luo gave him, attracting Mitt and Bertha's attention.

Bertha is Mitt and Kim's grandma, Jon-Jack's great-grandmother.

"what is this?"

Mitt divided the bowls and chopsticks, stared at the washbasin-sized lotus leaf, and smelled a pleasant aroma.

"Very delicious fish!" Xiaojie replied.

Mitte frowned, "Who gave it to you?"

She knew Xiaojie to the bottom, and knew that it was impossible for Xiaojie to do it.

Xiaojie hesitated for a moment, and under Mit's oppressive gaze, said in a low voice, "Boss Luo."

When Mitte heard the words, he said in a deep voice, "Is that the forest he took you to?"

Xiaojie is like a child who has done something wrong, he keeps his head down and dare not speak.

Seeing that Xiaojie was silent, Mitt picked up the lotus leaf and was about to throw it into the trash can outside the house.

At this time, Bertha stopped Mitt and said, "It's very fragrant, and you can tell that it's made seriously when you smell it. How can it be wasted?"

"Maybe it's poisoned," Mitte threatened.

Feeling helpless, Berthaton shook his head, snatched the lotus leaf from Mitt's hand, and put it back on the table.

Xiaojie raised his head quietly and was relieved when he saw grandma put the fish back. Then he looked at Mitt carefully.

Bertha lifted the lotus leaf, allowing the aroma of the fish to evaporate completely, filling the room.

Smelling the alluring aroma, a strange color flashed in Mitte's beautiful eyes.

Bertha picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fish that was still warm, put it in her mouth and began to chew, her slightly drooping eyelids slowly opened, and the entangled wrinkles seemed to melt a little.

"Mite, try it."

Mitt glanced at Bertha's expression, thinking that it was so delicious?

She also picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, stunned for a moment.

very delicious!

She couldn't help but took another piece, the slightly sour fruity flavor blended perfectly with unknown spices, passing through the tender fish to the tongue.

Rao has eaten many kinds of fish, but she has never eaten such delicious fish.

The quality of the fish itself is firm enough, but the cooking technique is the key to this delicacy.

Seeing the reactions on the faces of Mitt and Bertha, Xiaojie thought that the next time he brought Boss Luo over, he would not be chased by Mitt with a kitchen knife, right?

At this moment, Luo is drinking mushroom soup in the forest, and he doesn't know that the beggar fish he brought to Xiaojie has conquered Mitt's stomach instead.

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