Vol 11 Chapter 270: : A piece of white paper

After receiving the small wooden stick, Lao Liu quickly passed through the mouth of the fish, and the stick passed through the tail of the fish. The action of cooking fish is easy. Zhao Lingqi has been speechless. He put the iron back in the carton. With Song Xiaoshuang rushing to the scene with the wooden sign, hey, this is a small wooden stick, of course iron is not needed.
The charcoal firepower in the grill box is reduced. After the black charcoal burns, the surface becomes gray. Only the carbon core continuously releases firepower, but at least it is difficult to see obvious flashes on the surface. Seeing the difference, Lao Liu handed the knife to Zheng Hailing, indicating that she looked at the situation and turned to the fish body, turned to the water weeds on the side, and like Fang Lang, first wiped her palms with sand and then reached into the water to clean.
Because Lao Liu processed the body of the fish, he did not take out the steaks on the squid, so the fish tasted very strong, so Lao Liu suggested that Zheng Hailing and Zhao Lingqi should eat squid if they don't like it (if caught, only squid and squid). Where does he know he didn't say it? When he said that he caught the attention of Zheng Hailing and Zhao Lingqi and were talking about Liu Shushu, the two quickly picked up a string of squid sticks on the grill. Sitting on the grass, you can eat it instead of paying attention to the high temperature of the fish.
Xiaojie's brain is very flexible. He took a few bottles of water from the carriage. After giving a bottle, he reached out to the grill and picked up a wooden stick with fish. He stood on the grass and started eating.
Old Liu held a fish in his hand and gave Fang Lang a glance. Two people walked to the willow tree with the grilled fish. Lao Liu leaned his shoulder on the tree trunk, chewing fish at the corner of his mouth. He spends time chatting with Fang Lang.
"Little Shuang, your child can really go out. It's really good to light charcoal without a lighter. Zheng Hailing doesn't look at your eyes. If you want to do this, you want her to follow. Do you learn? This ability? You can rely on Points, don’t let people flicker, when the image is destroyed, it’s too late to cry!"
About Liu, the same age as the Republic, has experienced many things. How does Fang Lang think he can guess? Fang Lang clearly used the number of roads to plant phoenix trees to attract phoenixes. Therefore, it is necessary for Fang Lang to ask him clearly. His ability is not compared with others. He still had to listen to what he said.
"It's hard to tell if you can't do it. This kind of ability really depends on luck. If you don't have this kind of ability, then you can work hard. But if you can succeed, how big is it? I don't like it. Do it for you. Would you believe it?"
Fang Lang quickly chewed the fish in his mouth and swallowed his stomach. He said he had doubts about Lao Liu.
"Well, how can I not control it? Zheng Hailing is growing while watching it. This seems to be a wit. In fact, as long as you don't get dark, it will be a blank piece of paper!"
Old Liu patted Fang Lang's shoulder, suggesting that the conversation between the two had ended. Holding half of the grilled fish in one hand and bottled water in the other, he walked to the side of the car, leaving Song Xiaoshuang's thoughtfulness beside the willow tree.
After an hour, the barbecue was over. Put the charcoal ash and the remaining fish bones in a small pit, and then cover with mud. All other items were put into the compartment and taken away.
Fang Lang played this little pit with some invisible tunes. The people around him are regarded as his own. He has no idea of ​​Tibetan Mastiff. Once, he only saw gravel and dirt, while Zheng Hailing stood alone. Far away, escaped from the scattered soil. ..
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