Feng Jun glanced at the meat porridge and found that it was similar to porridge, and there were a lot of green vegetable leaves mixed in it, and there were a few strands of shredded meat that he couldn't tell what kind of animal they were, mixed in the porridge.

Can this also be called meat porridge? Feng Jun secretly complained in his heart, this should be called vegetable porridge with shredded meat.

However, it was really a little cold when it rained in the mountains, and he planned to start and taste the food in this space.

However, at this moment, there was a "grunt" sound in his ears, and when he looked sideways, it was Brother Lang staring at the porridge and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Feng Jun glanced at Sister Lang, and before she could speak, as soon as Sister Lang stretched out her hand, she grabbed her younger brother's ear, and muttered something quickly, looking unhappy.

Feng Jun is now a little used to this kind of talk, and he can roughly hear that Sister Lang is scolding the younger brother, saying that you don't want to be so embarrassed, it's okay, you didn't eat at night.

It can be seen that the Lang family's tutoring is stricter, and the younger brother didn't dare to fight back, so he immediately looked away, but within two seconds, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the porridge.

Feng Jun touched his chin, reached into his backpack and rummaged for a while, and when he took it out again, there was already a long black strip on his hand, which was the chocolate he was carrying.

He handed the strip to his younger brother, and with his other hand made a biting motion - this is eating.

Little Brother Lang put his hands behind his back and squinted at his sister timidly.

Sister Lang's face flushed slightly, "Don't pay attention to him, he has already eaten it, and he is greedy." ”

"It's okay," Feng Jun replied with a smile, and said that if you don't let him eat chocolate, I won't be able to eat.

Sister Lang hesitated, probably because she saw that the chocolate was not big, so she raised her chin slightly, "Thank you brother first." ”

"Thank you, brother," Brother Lang muttered, then stretched out his hands and respectfully took the chocolate.

The chocolates that Feng Jun brought down the mountain this time were all packaged.

Brother Lang's hands were a little rainy, and the weather was really not cold, so as soon as he took the chocolate, the chocolate bar left a touch of brown and black on his hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he stretched out his little red tongue and licked the brown and black in his palm.

The next moment, Junior Brother Lang's body shook suddenly, and he actually stayed there, his eyes widened, and his face couldn't help but flush: he had never eaten such a delicious thing.

Sister Lang was also very curious about what this brown and black thing was, so she kept staring at her younger brother.

After seeing her brother's reaction, she subconsciously turned her head sideways and looked at Feng Jun in amazement: What did you give him?

Feng Jun smiled and spread his hands, "Relatively delicious food can quickly replenish physical strength." ”

Sister Lang is still a little worried, but she feels that the other party really has no reason to harm herself, so she can't say that she glared at her little brother fiercely, and said in her heart Look at your appearance, it is really a shame for our Lang family.

He was stunned for a while before he reacted, then opened his big mouth and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth as soon as he raised his hand.

However, just as he was about to enter the mouth, he hesitated, changed his mind, and carefully bit off a piece the size of a soybean from the chocolate, and put it in his mouth without chewing.

He savored it for about five or six seconds before turning around and shoving the chocolate into his brother's mouth, "Brother, don't bite too much." ”

The eyes of the eldest brother of the Lang family had already radiated a light of hunger and thirst, but at this moment, he still looked at Feng Jun first: This is what you gave to my brother, can I eat it?

Feng Jun smiled, and took out two pieces of chocolate from his bag, one to Brother Lang and one to Sister Lang.

Brother Lang and Sister Lang also learned from the younger brother, and carefully bit a small piece, and the next moment, their eyes narrowed, and their hearts were filled with a strong sense of happiness.

Feng Jun was also very happy when he looked at their satisfied smiles, and he forgot to drink porridge for a while.

After taking a bite of the chocolate, Lang didn't take a second bite, but squatted down, pulled a wide blade of grass, carefully wrapped the chocolate, and stuffed it into her arms.

"This ...... No," Feng Jun saw this, and hurriedly waved his hand, "This chocolate is afraid of heat and will melt...... It's the same as ice. ”

He even said and gestured, and Sister Lang finally understood what he meant, so she took out the straw bag from her arms again, and her face couldn't help but flush a little: You actually said that my chest is hot?

Feng Jun didn't care about this, but looked at Junior Brother Lang again, and said with a smile, "This one is also afraid of water, don't get caught in the rain." ”

Little Brother Lang nodded hurriedly, raised his hand, and took another bite carefully.

But Brother Lang reminded loudly, "Brother, drink meat porridge quickly, it's going to be cold." ”

Feng Jun touched the crockpot, it didn't feel very hot, so he simply didn't use chopsticks, picked up the crockpot, and tried to take a sip.

This taste...... It's a little fishy and a little spicy, but if you can drink a few sips, you can get rid of the cold.

However, the fishy smell is slightly heavier, although there are also unknown seasonings in it, but the porridge is too light to suppress the smell.

This is a problem, Feng Jun reached into his backpack and found a small plastic bottle, which was table salt.

In this space, he is quite concerned about salt supplementation, he is very good at drinking water, and in the Gobi, he is exposed to the sun several times during the day, in order to prevent electrolyte imbalance, he must supplement a large amount of salt.

Feng Jun unscrewed the cap of the bottle, sprinkled a pinch of salt into the soup, and then tightened the cap again.

Little Brother Lang looked at the white powder in the bottle, and couldn't help but swallow again, "Gollum".

Feng Jun picked up the chopsticks, stirred them twice in the crockpot, then picked up the crockpot and drank it in a big gulp.

He drank most of the porridge in one go, then put down the crockpot, burped contentedly, and then let out a sigh.

It can be seen that Little Brother Lang wants to know what the white powder is, but in the end, it was Big Sister Lang who asked out loud, "What kind of condiment is that?"

Feng Jun smiled at her, "Salt, salt to eat." ”

The corners of Sister Lang's mouth twitched, and then she asked incredulously, "Salt...... White?"

"That's right," Feng Jun smiled and nodded, "The refined salt is very good." ”

Sister Lang didn't care about "refining" or anything, but made a movement with her hands, her eyes widened, "You actually let it go...... So much?"

It turns out that in this village, salt is an expensive daily commodity, and everyone knows that salt is necessary for the body, but there is no salt production area around, and everyone can only endure the high price of salt.

Because of this, everyone's taste is relatively light, and some people even drink animal blood to replenish salt.

In Lang's eldest sister's opinion, it is just such a small crockpot of meat porridge, and the other party actually put "so much salt" into it, which is simply too wasteful and extravagant.

As for the color of the salt, "refining" or something, it is not so important.

After Feng Jun understood the situation clearly, he didn't want to say anything about the issue of salt, he asked himself if he was a selfish person, but today he took the risk to save Sister Lang, but he was treated coldly by the village, so it was strange that he felt comfortable.

It's like on Earth, when you give up your seat to an old man on the bus, he doesn't have to say "thank you" to the other person, even if it's a smile or a nod – it means that you have received my kindness.

Some people sit down and don't look at you, looking like they should be, will the people who sit down feel comfortable?

The so-called goodwill should be mutual.

This small lake village treats him so coldly, why does he put a hot face on his cold ass?

Although Sister Lang is a girl, her carelessness is comparable to her strong thighs, and she neither said chocolate nor salt, but explained why the village was indifferent to him.

Because this is a small village in the mountains, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, once he is attacked by bandits, he can't even count on reinforcements, so he can only save himself.

Some people say that the herdsmen on the grassland are hospitable, which is understandable, although the grassland is also sparsely populated, but it is a flat river, it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to escape.

It's different in the mountains, just kill someone, throw the corpse, where to find it? That scene during the day is the best commentary.

The murderer is in the mountains, and it is also very easy to hide, just find a stone crack and drill it, who can find it?

Sister Lang said apologetically that strangers are not welcome here, let alone an obvious stranger like Feng Jun.

Although Feng Jun still didn't feel very comfortable in his heart, since she had explained, he couldn't care anymore, "In that case, when the rain stops tomorrow, I'll leave." ”

"You can't just leave," Sister Lang objected, "The Yaling green bamboo shoots haven't been sold yet...... I'm going to give you half of the money I get from the sale. ”

"Will I care about that money?" Feng Jun smiled disdainfully, just looking at the popularity of this chocolate, I can make a fortune just by selling chocolate.

As for selling salt, he won't consider it for the time being, there are salt dealers here, and selling salt seems to be a profiteering industry.

Seriously, he wanted to know what the coins were, and how to settle in the larger market towns.

Without waiting for him to ask, Sister Lang spoke up again, "Feng Jun, the equipment you use is good, and you should also be a noble person with status, but your hair is ...... What's going on?"

Feng Jun glanced at her and replied lazily, "I'm wandering around alone, and I'm too troublesome to comb and cut it short by myself, can't I?"

When Sister Lang heard this, she was furious, "Don't you hear about the 'parents who suffer from the body'?"

The next moment, she also seemed to realize that her tone was not good, and after a pause, she lowered her voice and asked, "My father wants to know, are you a hidden or a runaway?"

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