Chapter 35: drum

Carl nodded. "Dinner didn't suit Shirley's appetite, so we went out to get something to eat."
He looked at the man beside Shano: "Who is this?"
"I'm Canland." The man nodded slightly.
"I'm Carl. Her name is Shirley."
Carl's gaze flickered quickly from his face, and fell on the hands he held with Shano, and he paused unconsciously for a moment.
Shirley said at this time: "Don't you say you're hungry? Why can't you go in?"
She said this to Shano, and then stepped into the kitchen.
By the time Shanno followed in, Shirley was already processing the ingredients.
Seeing her skilful movements, Shanno was still a little surprised.
He had originally thought that Shirley would be the kind of young lady who didn't touch the sun, but at this moment her performance completely overturned his previous cognition.
Shirley picked up a piece of animal meat in disgust, looked it over, and put it down.
She turned back and complained to Carl: "I said, you should have listened to me and bought some ingredients from Wangdu."
There are only a few pieces of animal meat on the chopping board, a few vegetables, and a staple food called small leaf potatoes.
The animal meat was provided by hunters in the village, and vegetables and small leaf potatoes were also grown by the villagers themselves.
Nasuru is a very magical place. It has both wilderness and forest terrain. The local climate is hot and dry, and the soil is barren. Ordinary plants are difficult to survive, so residents will grow a crop called small leaf potatoes here to support their livelihoods.
Small leaf potato is resistant to heat and drought, easy to plant and has a large yield. It does not taste like modern sweet potatoes, but more like potatoes.
When Xia Nuo came to Nasuru, the fields on both sides of the road were full of small leaf potatoes. This plant is indeed tenacious. Full of vibrant green.
But it is strange that although the land in the field is cracked due to drought, other plants are yellow and withered and dying, the distant mountain forest is lush and dense, and when you approach, you can hear the sound of gurgling water.
For this huge gap, the residents of Nasuru claimed that it was the sacred tree.
The root system of the holy tree locks the water source and soil, so that lush plants can grow in the mountain forest. In addition, there are many Warcrafts living in the mountains and forests.
However, it is strange that there is a water source not far away, but Shannuo did not see any villagers drinking water for irrigation, even if other plants in the field were about to run out of water and died.
He didn't know that Nasuru had a convention.
That is, no one can step into the forest without the permission of the holy tree.
The forest looked calm on the surface, but in fact it was in danger. Without the protection of the holy tree, it is very difficult to retreat from the whole body.
The dead magician is a prime example.
The reason why the village chief can become the village chief is because he is the only person in Nasuru who can communicate with the holy tree.
Shannuo was unconscious for a while, wondering where the aroma of food came from, and digging straight into the brain from the tip of his nose, disturbing his mind very easily.
Following the fragrance, Shanuo found the pot in front of Shirley. It was a casserole with a big belly. The white rice grains floated in the pot, showing a clear color. The small leaf potatoes were cut into small pieces, and the soft and soft boiled Glutinous, grated minced meat and green vegetables in the porridge, the aroma spread from here and there.
"It's so fragrant!" Shanuo took a deep breath and praised sincerely.
There was a slight glory on Shirley's face, and she heard the teenager asking her, "Shirley, you seem to be very good at cooking. Have you learned it?"
""
Shirley was silent for a moment, and Carl's coughing sounded in her ear, she immediately dismissed her lips and said, "Do you still need to learn this? I don't need anyone to teach me. It is self-directed."
Shanuo had no doubt about him, his eyes were bright, and he looked at her enviously: "Well, I can never learn."
He had a whim before trying to cook, and he wanted to simply cook a pot of porridge. As a result, he put too little water and almost burned the bottom of the pot.
From now on in his heart, the master chef can cook the porridge.
Canlan stood aside, revealing a thoughtful look.
Maybe he should also learn how to cook?
If you want to lure a small prey into a trap, you need to lure enough people to do it?
Shirley stared at the expectation of the teenager and poured out the porridge. She also took a large bowl and filled him with a bowl.
As soon as Shannon wanted to pick it up, Canglan took it one step ahead: "Be careful, I'll come."
Shanuo nodded his head, "step by step", followed the man stepping out of the kitchen. All his mind was on the food, and he didn't notice that Karl looked at them behind his back, revealing a complex look.
Shirley soon came out with a bowl of porridge. Her bowl was a small bowl and the porridge was only half full. After sitting down, she stirred the porridge bowl with a spoon boredly, it took a long time to pick up a spoon and put it in her mouth.
auzw.com Xia Nuo immediately took a sip in the bowl, and once there was a hunger bonus, everything was delicious. Not to mention that Shirley's cooking is really brilliant. The delicious flavor bursts on the tip of the tongue. The flavors of various ingredients are mixed together. Instead of looking messy, they complement each other and produce a unique flavor.
Shano was concentrating on drinking porridge, and Cranlan was watching him intently.
The bowl of porridge that Shirley gave him was a large porcelain bowl with a large mouth. As soon as the boy lowered his head, it looked as if the whole face was buried in the bowl, which looked funny and cute.
Shanuo looked up afterwards and asked the man who was watching him intently, "Well, do you want to eat too?"
The man didn't have porridge at first, Shanno thought he didn't want to eat it.
However, when he felt his focused eyes, Shannon thought he knew it. He just wanted to return to the kitchen to serve a bowl for him, but heard Shirley said, "The kitchen is gone."
She didn't make much of it, most of it was in the Shannon bowl.
Shannon: ""
At this moment, he was a little embarrassed, hesitated, and with the inexplicable gaze of the man, he raised the bowl, and the bottom of the clean bowl was exposed.
"It's gone," he said cautiously, "if I still have it, I don't mind sharing it with you, as long as you don't hate me for eating."
Canran: ""
He smiled slightly and retorted calmly: "Actually I didn't want to eat, but thank you anyway."
Don't know why, Shano heard a bit of teething in his tone.
Alas, although you say so, but do you mind?
Shanuo sighed quietly, knowing that he would not eat so fast.
Now there is only porridge left at the bottom of Shirley's bowl. Carl, like the man, didn't go for porridge, just sitting at the table.
How can you tell Canran to eat the food in Shirley's bowl? Words between boys are fine, and words between men and women are not appropriate.
He touched his full stomach, and just when he wanted to say something, he saw the man's ears move, and he said in a deep voice, "There is something coming."
what?
Shannon looked at Shirley and Karl, and they didn't hear anything.
Shirley questioned: "What? You're not mistaken?"
The man didn't explain much, but soon he didn't need to explain.
A sound of gurgling came over, like something crawling on the ground, the sound of friction between the abdomen and the ground, mixed with a wonderful drum beat, and gradually approached in this direction.
The drums are getting closer and clearer. It's a leather drum. I don't know what animal skin it is made of. I can only see the mysterious lines on it.
An old, wrinkled, blue-stretched palm hits the drum, and the rhythm of the drum is getting faster and faster, as if it contains some wonderful rhythm. There is a magic power that is inexplicable in the voice. People fell into it while listening.
"Ah! It hurts!" Shanuo felt a pain in his cheek, and immediately returned to God.
It turned out that Cancelan found that he was confused by the sound of drums, and then stunned his face.
Its strength is not very big, it is just that Shannon is more sensitive to pain.
The teenager looked very skinny, but his cheeks were fleshy. If he squeezed it, he couldn't help but pinch it a second time. The soft touch made him addicted.
Shanuo was awake, still agitated.
The point is that he doesn't know how he got into it. The last impression in his mind was the drum sound of "咚咚", and the rest became blank.
Shirley and Karl were still in a daze, apparently also affected by this magical drum beat.
"Are they all right?" Shanno didn't know if he should wake them up and quickly asked the man for help.
The man tapped the table with his fingers. Soon, the two also came to their senses with a look of awake dreams on their faces.
They also realized what was going on, and Carl frowned.
"Should we leave here first?" He asked.
"It's late now," the man replied.
As soon as the words fell, one after another, a large variety of reptiles appeared in front of them.
The author has something to say: Canran: I'm so angry, I originally wanted to be cute and feed me.
Shannon: I'm all done!
Do you guys think I would write a sweet and greasy feeding play? Nonexistent v
After reading the comments, I just want to say that the little angel is too powerful. Many people have guessed it right. The attacking vest says it wants to continue for another second! !!
In addition, hug the little angels, especially the little angels under the moon, don't be sad. Things in this world cannot be satisfactory, and we can't control others. Just obey your heart and do yourself well.