Xiang Jing's five senses are superb and he can easily hear what they are talking about.

It turned out that this child Qin Tian has shown a great talent since he was a child. Even though he is only ten years old, he already has a lot of power.

With the permission of the village chief, Qin Tian could go out hunting. This was what happened before him.

And the beast he had killed by him had the power close to a cow, which shows the child's talent.

This child is the hope of the whole village.

When Xiang Jing looked at Qin Tian, ​​Qin Tian also learned about Xiang Jing from the villagers.

He glanced towards Xiang Jing, who happened to be also looking at him, and the two eyes met.

Xiang Jing smiled kindly, but Qin Tian passed by and went straight to the well in the village.

Xiang Jing touched his chin. Although it was only a momentary eye contact, Xiang Jing felt that the child was very wary of him.

When Qin Tian came back, the village was lively for a while, and then the big guy helped to deal with the red horned jackal with the size of a tiger.

Qin Tian walked to the well, took off the animal skin he was wearing, showing a strong physique, hit a bucket of cold well water, and fell over his head.

The cool well water shocked him and at the same time washed away the blood stains on his body.

Looking at the cleaned Qin Tian, ​​with a pair of slender sword eyebrows and jewel-like eyes, although his face was a little childish, he still had a mature temperament that did not match his age.

Xiang Jing nodded. In his opinion, Qin Tian has the temperament of a typical novel protagonist, and he is very talented at a young age. In time, he will become a master.

Xiang Jing pondered that he might encounter a lot of powerful enemies in the future. At this time, it would be a good choice if he could make a few potential stocks from all directions that might be famous in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiang Jing got up and walked in Qin Tian's direction.

Coming to the front, Xiang Jing asked, "Your name is Qin Tian?"

Qin Tian shook the drops of water on his shoulder-length hair, glanced at Xiang Jing, and nodded.

Xiang Jing smiled and said, "My name is Xiang Jing. You killed the beast just now?"

Qin Tian still clicked, picked up the animal skins on the ground, hung it on his shoulders, and walked towards the village chief's house.

Xiang Jing smashed his mouth twice, feeling that this child is not so easy to deal with, he deserves to be a genius boy with the protagonist's life.

But the more this happens, the more Xiang Jing wants to forge a good relationship, which can be regarded as a chess piece for the future.

As night fell soon, when Xiang Jing thought he had a memory loss and was unfamiliar with the place where he was born, the villagers of Qin Village decided to take him in for one night.

Xiang Jing secretly chuckled, this is not a one-night event, and Xiang Jing would not leave unless he had a good relationship with Qin Tian.

Qin Tian came back from hunting red horned jackals today, and every household was given meat to eat.

Xiang Jing also took a bite at the village chief's house. The taste was really good, and the meat quality and taste were excellent. This cooking method was a bit too monotonous, and it was so good.

As a foodie Xiang Jing, it can be seen that such good ingredients cannot be wasted in vain.

After all the good things were said, he got a piece of meat from the village chief that he was going to marinate and prepare to be an active reserve.

Entering the kitchen, Xiang Jing took out a bunch of kitchen utensils from the space ring, put on an apron, and a high hat. He looked like a chef.

First, cut the piece of meat that was hard to get into shreds, and then prepare all the ingredients such as onion, ginger, garlic, and chili.

Start the fire, add the oil, and when the oil is hot, put the cleaned and cut meat into the pot and stir fry, then add the auxiliary materials and seasonings such as salt and soy sauce. After stirring for a while, a bowl of steaming hot chili meat will be ready. it is done.

Xiang Jing took out his chopsticks and took a bite and put it in his mouth. The spicy and chewy taste was fully released in his mouth. It was many times more delicious than before.

While cooking fried pork with chili, Xiang Jing also cooked a meal with a fast-cooking machine, which is just right now.

After tidying up the kitchen, Xiang Jing brought an entire rice bucket and a bowl of fried pork with chili onto the dinner table at the village chief’s house.

The village chief and Qin Tian, ​​who were eating half a piece of red horned jackal meat and another kind of grain cake, suddenly twitched their noses, and then looked at the bowl of chili in front of Xiang Jing. Fried meat.

In the afternoon, Xiang Jing secretly learned about Qin Tian's life experience.

It is said that the child was brought back by the village chief when he came back from outside. When he first brought it back, he was half-dead. It seemed that he would not survive tomorrow.

However, under the meticulous care of the village chief, he slowly recovered. The child has been smart and sensible since he was a child, and he is also gifted.

At this time Qin Tian and the village chief Qin Fu looked at the fried pork with pepper and the bucket of rice in front of Xiang Jing.

The combination of these two fragrances is enough to hook out the gluttons in the human stomach.

Qin Tian blinked vigorously, then swallowed his throat, and slowly withdrew his eyes, but when he ate the red horned jackal in his hand, he felt the same as chewing wax, and his eyes drifted to Xiang Jing's bowl from time to time.

It was the village chief Qin Fu who coughed dryly, smashed his mouth twice and asked, "Xiang Jing, is this the red horned jackal I just made for you?"

Xiang Jing smiled and nodded, "I probably remember a little bit of memory from before. This bowl of fried pork with chili was made from my vague memory, village chief, try it."

The village chief just wanted to stretch out his hand to clip it, but suddenly seemed to realize something, and shook his head and said, "You made this, and you should eat it."

Xiang Jing glanced at Qin Tian without a trace. The village chief was indeed someone who had gone out to meet the world, and he was more vigilant than Qin Tian.

The reason why today's things are left alone is that I may believe that Xiang Jing's amnesia is false and that he is afraid of his strength.

Xiang Jing didn't care about this, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite into his mouth, and even chewed a bite of the rice.

While eating, he said vaguely, "Village Chief, Qin Tian, ​​you are welcome, just take it as my compensation for breaking those traps today."

The village chief watched Xiang Jing swallow the rice and pepper-fried pork in his mouth. Then he took a bite with the chopsticks in the depths, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

The moment the chili-fried pork entered his mouth, the village chief's eyes widened, and the whole person sat up straight, his face flushed instantly.

Qin Tian frowned and put his right hand on his side.

Xiang Jing didn't seem to see it. He also filled a bowl of rice and handed it to the village chief, saying, "It's better to eat with this."

The village chief took it without saying a word, took a big mouthful, then chewed, and swallowed slowly.

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