Wen Zhuyuan stretched out his right leg and pointed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Feifei had no choice but to squat down and beat it without a ride.

Light or heavy.

Anyway, every time, she wanted to beat Wen Zhuyuan to death, and cursed secretly while beating: "I'll beat, I'll beat, see if I don't beat you off a layer of skin." ”

But Wen Zhuyuan didn't seem to care, just leaned against the tree, his eyes slightly closed, and enjoyed this "horse killing chicken" to the fullest.

Even "Ou Ou Ou" called a few times comfortably.

It took about a cup of tea, and Feng Feifei's hands were soft, his shoulders were sore, and his buttocks hurt as if he was falling apart.

He touched the scar on his neck, squinted his eyes, and handed the roasted steamed bun he was wearing on the wooden stick to Feng Feifei, his eyebrows full of teasing: "Yao." ”

Although Feng Feifei wanted to stomp his feet and leave in anger: Miss Ben won't eat it!

However, hunger forced her to bow her noble head.

She was holding this hard-won steamed bun, and it was really tearful.

This is the first steamed bun in her life that she has earned with her hard work, so it tastes extra fragrant and has to be cherished.

She bit one bite at a time, for fear that she would bite too hard and escape from the steamed bun.

She eats even more carefully, and even the steamed bun dregs that fell on the ground and clothes will be carefully picked up, put in her mouth and chew carefully.

When she was at home before, she always felt that steamed buns were something that only inferior people would eat, not to mention eating a daughter like her, even if you put gold on the steamed buns, she didn't want her to take a look.

From today onwards, she swore to God that she would eat steamed buns every day in the future.

She felt that in this world, I am afraid there is nothing more delicious than steamed buns. I didn't eat steamed buns before, I just didn't know how to be blessed in the blessings.

She praised while eating, and secretly swore in her stomach, and Wen Zhuyuan, who was watching on the side, didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After eating, Feng Feifei still had a feeling of unfinished.

Wen Zhuyuan shrugged his shoulders, handed the blackened wooden stick to her, and said, "You don't have to look at me, I only have this steamed bun when you look at me." But what if you're the ...... Why, I can conjure up some other food for you, so that you can eat enough and eat enough. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Feifei and showed an ambiguous smile.

Feng Feifei seemed to understand the meaning of his smile, took a step back, protected his chest hard, and shouted: "Stinky rascal! Stinky scoundrel!

Wen Zhuyuan threw away the burning stick, touched the scar on his neck and said with a smile: "Oh, I said big girl, where do you want to go." I mean, if you're willing to give me a hand, I'll make you a bunch of treats. You said you are a big girl, why do you think nonsense all day long? I'm a serious man, don't you think that's framing my reputation? ”

Feng Feifei glared at him: "Hmph!"

Wen stopped and said: "Yo, what's the matter? Don't believe it? Okay, you wait!"

As he spoke, carrying an iron sword, he disappeared into the depths of the forest with a few vertical bodies.

After about a cup of tea, Wen Zhuyuan returned with a full load.

In his hands, there were a few more pheasants with long tails, gray hares, all kinds of fresh and tender wild vegetables, wild fruits, and other messy things that Feng Feifei had never even heard of.

When I came back, I squatted down to the ground and piled up a pile of piles.

He broke the firewood left over from last night and threw it into the ashes little by little, letting them burn slowly.

In a few moments, a fire was rising.

Wen Zhuyuan didn't even have time to say hello to Feng Feifei, so he began to pack up the things he had collected and brought back.

――With his iron sword, which had defeated the Soul Breaker Gun and was defeated by Mu Rujingye, he began to bleed and skinned hares, shed pheasants, cut wild vegetables, and peeled wild fruits......

The technique is extremely skilled, and he can do several jobs at the same time, and Feng Feifei was stunned.

Although Feng Feifei wanted to help, he didn't know where to start, so he had to watch stupidly from the sidelines.

Wen Zhuyuan peeled the hare, cleaned the internal organs, and stuffed the wild fruits, wild vegetables, wild bird eggs, wild mushrooms and other messy things into its stomach, and then, cut down a bamboo, cut a hollow, stuffed the hare into it vigorously, resealed the mouth, and threw it into the fire to burn.

The other hares were similarly packed up and thrown into the fire.

When the hare was done, it seemed that she had found Feng Feifei who was stunned, so he threw her a few other bamboo tubes and asked her to go to a shallow pool not far away to fill some water and come back.

-- In the depths of the forest, there are many pools that resemble shallow wells, which were carefully built into a square shape by former woodcutters and hunters with stones. Although there have been few woodcutters or hunters in the Moonlit Forest in recent times due to hauntings, these waterholes have been preserved.

When Feng Feifei returned with water in a bamboo tube, he found that Wen Zhuyuan was taking things out of the bamboo basket that he had carried behind him all the year round.

Oh my God, that little bamboo basket is a mobile grocery store filled with all kinds of bottles and cans.

That's all sorts of spice jars.

He even pulled out a rectangular barbed wire from inside.

He first secured the barbed wire with four thick sticks around the fire, and then took the unburned charcoal out of the fire and placed it underneath it, and roasted the wire until it squeaked and smoked.

A delicate grill is thus formed.

The next thing, as you can see, Wen Zhuyuan washed those wild vegetables, wild fruits, and so on in the bamboo tube that Feng Feifei brought back, and then put them on the barbed wire to roast.

While roasting, a delicate little brush is used to dip various spices from the bottles and cans and carefully brush them on the wild vegetables and fruits.

Feng Feifei was shocked when he saw it, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Finally, I remembered that the wild vegetables, wild fruits, and wild mushrooms that had just been stuffed into the hare's chest did not seem to have been washed with water.

However, the unique taste that wafted into her nostrils made her discourage the idea of not eating hare meat if she was killed.

Oops, Mom, it's so fragrant.

Although she is the eldest lady of the rich villa, she has never eaten wild game in this way.

However, before she could sit down and wait for the meat of the hare to be eaten, she was given the task of taking the used water and mud.

Feng Feifei can't do big things, and his ability to thin mud is not bad.

Although there was a vicious cycle of adding more water and soil and more soil and more water in the middle.

Wen Zhuyuan dug up a large piece of thin mud, carefully wrapped the wild pheasants that had lost their hair, and wrapped them into a big mud ball.

Wrap it in mud and throw it into the fire as well.

By this time, the wild vegetables on the barbed wire fence were already emitting a strong fragrance.

It's finally time to go.

Wen Zhuyuan poured some water from the remaining bamboo tube, washed his hands, picked up some large leaves from the pile of unused wild vegetables, smeared chili sauce and sweet noodle sauce layer by layer with a brush, put the wild vegetables roasted on the barbed wire into it, brushed with cumin powder, and wrapped them.

Ah, it smells so good.