1792 Chapter 1792 Lessons

He held the group of roast chicken, and looked at the boy who was digging out the medicine basket, and vaguely saw that she seemed to have torn apart a net and caught a pheasant from it. ?Bayi Chinese Network w≠w≥w≥． ≥8≠1≠z=w≈. ≥c≥o≈m

"Hey, Big Brother Lu, please let them handle it. You can bake it for Uncle." Feng Jiu handed the fluttering pheasant to Lu Jiming on the side.

6 Ji Ming glanced at Feng Jiu, took it and handed it to the people behind him, and told them to deal with it.

An old man in a gray coat stepped forward, glanced at the basket, and asked, "You put the pheasant in it, the herbs in it must have been trampled, right?"

Vaguely, I saw some messy herbs and a black net. Due to the dark light at night, I couldn't tell what herbs were inside. As for the black net, he ignored it as an ordinary net.

"It doesn't matter, it's just some ordinary herbs that can be used after washing and drying. Besides, I plan to sell them in the city. Even if they don't look very good, they can still be worth a lot of money." She smiled. He said with a smile, while sorting the things in the basket, and then put the basket behind him.

"Uncle, come, just give it to me, I can eat it even when it's hot." She pointed to the only roast chicken left.

"Here." Master Lu handed it to him. Seeing that after he opened it, the branches were interspersed and roasted on the fire.

Feng Jiu turned over the branches of the roast chicken in her hands and said, "No, no, I'll just eat this."

Seeing this, Master Lu didn't say any more, but when the roast chicken in Feng Jiu's hands was heated, the aroma came out, and he couldn't help swallowing: "Your roast chicken smells good. It's delicious!"

"If you live in the mountains, you have to have this skill, otherwise you won't be able to eat good food." Feng Jiu said with a smile, looking at Master Lu next to her, and said, "This is what I have eaten, and I will not give it to you. When I'm done, grill that pheasant for you!"

"Hehehe, good." Mr. 6 nodded in response.

So, after Feng Jiu finished eating, she took the processed pheasant and roasted it. When she was about to add seasoning to the pheasant, a man asked, "What did you add!" I want to grab the spice bottle from her hand.

Feng Jiu squinted her eyes, and the branch in the other hand pulled directly towards the man's outstretched hand, only to hear a bang, accompanied by the man's gasping voice.

"hiss!"

The man instinctively withdrew his hand, stared at Feng Jiu with a pair of tiger eyes, and then stretched out his hand to look, only to see a red mark on the back of his hand, and even more angry: "You dare to hit me!" To wave towards Feng Jiu.

"presumptuous!"

Master Lu next to him shouted in a deep voice, with the pressure of a superior in his voice, which shocked the man's heart, his eardrums ached, he involuntarily retracted his hand, lowered his head, and took a step back.

6 Master swept his eyes sharply and taught: "It's really getting more and more out of line! Don't retreat!"

"Yes." The man glared at Feng Jiu angrily, then lowered his head and stepped back.

"Brother Feng, don't take offense, they are also worried about my body." He said with a smile, looking deeply at the boy next to him, a little surprised at the scene where he just shot his accompanying guard.

After all, that kind of speed is unbelievably fast.