Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 108 Burning the Rabbit

Roast rabbits to eat, now there is no need to go to the mall to buy recipes.

After Gu Xiang discovered that his culinary skills have been improved, he naturally has his own ideas about food, and the dishes he cooks have their own characteristics, and the taste is not inferior to that of a chef.

Of course, he didn't eat any famous chef's private kitchen dishes.

Wash your hands and cut the rabbit with a knife. The rabbit meat falls into the clay pot in a roll. It is neither thin nor thick, with a transparent and fresh texture. Before it burned, the old dog had already swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

Thoughts began to flow in my mind.

After being cooked, it must be very special.

This morning he only drank a bowl of porridge, and before the steamed stuffed bun came out of the pot, the poor stuffed stuffed bun fell into the mouths of some beasts.

After driving on the mountain road for so long, I was nervous along the way, afraid of poisonous insects and chasing soldiers, so I was tired and hungry.

The old dog unconsciously followed Gu Chu with his eyes, watching Gu cook lightly and delicately pat the garlic cloves, chop the peppers, without green onions, even dig a pile of wild garlic sprouts from the hillside, which is also very useful.

The collected mushrooms are not cut very small, just washed and divided in half.

Finally on the pot, the oil is hot, the rabbit meat slides into the pot and stir-fried quickly, the color of the meat turns brown little by little, the fat of the rabbit meat is not much, but it is slightly curled and sizzling in the pot, which is enough Whet his appetite.

Gu Xiang sniffed it, then dug out a small spoonful of sauce and put it into the pot.

The fragrance burst out in an instant, and the rich fragrance can almost hook people's souls.

The old dog stared at the pot and stove eagerly.

After Gu Xiang added garlic cloves, stir-fried the peppers, and put the mushrooms in, he picked up the wooden pot lid without hesitation and covered the pot tightly.

The old dog sighed regretfully.

If it wasn't for him being so greedy.

Really hungry.

I am so hungry that my heart is close to my heart, my stomach is empty, and I feel sore and sore. At this time, even smelling a little fragrance can also play a role in looking forward to plum blossoms and quenching thirst.

Wait and wait and wait.

"All right."

Gu Xiang looked at the old dog's pitiful eyes and laughed. He hurriedly got up the pan and baked the pancakes in the heat, and then divided the rabbit meat into two large bowls.

The pancakes were neither soft nor hard, they were stained with gravy, the gravy was about to drop, and the color was full and bright, the old dog bit down viciously and sighed contentedly.

His eyes were fixed on the rabbit meat for a moment, and he quickly took the chopsticks - just as the chopsticks touched the meat, there was a swish, and his eyes went dark.

The old dog came back to his senses, the meat in his hand was gone.

there is none left! ?

He suddenly raised his head, his heart trembling in shock. Some heads popped out of the bushes next to him. One of them was standing in front of him. He looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a green bunt, with dark skin and hair. Arrived very neatly combed.

The boy was holding his rabbit meat in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Gu Xiang, and he opened his mouth to spit out a strange country slang that he didn't quite understand.

Gu Xiang: "..."

The young man paused, then spoke again, but this time it was in official language: "This is the territory of our Ningwa village. Every plant and tree in the field belongs to us. You people from the mountain are not allowed to eat it."

Gu Xiang smiled: "Please."

The boy's eyes flickered, and he immediately picked up the chopsticks and buried himself in eating hard.

Not only him, a dozen people appeared in the grass in an instant, all of them were young men, carrying a backpack, bows and arrows, colorful clothes, and bare feet.Everyone jumped in front of the pot, and divided up half of the big pot of rabbit meat in two or three strokes.

Old Dog: His meat!Why!
Gu Xiang was startled and suspicious.

Unexpectedly, there are such seemingly uncivilized ethnic groups living together in the Central Plains.

But the young man can speak official language, so he should also have frequent contact with outsiders.

With a flash of thought, Gu Xiang gave them another bowl of cooked mushroom soup. While eating the meat, the young man gnawed on the cooking cakes, while drinking two sips of the soup. As soon as the soup was in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "The detoxification , good soup."

Gu Xiang blinked, said a few words about cooking mushroom soup indiscriminately, and then said: "The two of us strayed into the mountains, hungry and cold, and didn't know that this was a place for nobles, so we caught rabbits, sorry. "

He ate with a snort, his expression softened: "...it's okay, eat."

The boy also generously signaled to the people around him to share a small bowl with Gu Xiang and the old dog, with three or two pieces of rabbit meat and a few pieces of mushrooms in it.

Old Dog: "..."

It was clearly the rabbit he caught, and Chef Gu cooked the dishes.

During the conversation, Gu Xiang had already pulled out a lot of words from the young man. The young man said that the old patriarch in their village fell seriously ill, and many other clansmen were also sick. It was because someone offended the gods and wanted to sacrifice the outsiders alive to the gods In order to relieve the distress.

"You guys, go down the mountain, otherwise, you have to sacrifice to the gods."

The old dog shuddered.

Gu Chu is young, he has never seen such a thing, but he has seen it many times. A few years ago, there was a drought in the village for two years in a row. The villagers all said that the river god got angry and wanted to marry him. The wife was so happy that the unmarried women in the village were in trouble that year, and they sent three brides to the river god in succession, and they didn't stop until it rained.

Things like this are all done by the clan themselves, and the family who lost their daughter dare not tell the outside world, even if the government knows, there is nothing they can do.

The old dog lives in the countryside, and he knows how brutal and devout the villagers are when facing the gods.

Gu Xiang's eyes flickered, he paused every word, and asked slowly: "Who is the sacrifice now?"

"Outsiders, at the beginning, the young people who were captured also had an old man named Iron Face, Iron Face Censor. The witch said, no, I changed to other, other women, but the patriarch said that it was not enough."

Old Dog: "...imperial envoy?"

Gu Xiang glanced at the system interface, and now it is in the state of "delivered, please wait patiently", but looking at the progress bar, it will take at least a day or two to wait.

She thought for a while, then whispered to the old dog, "Let's go down the mountain first."

Before they finished speaking, they saw countless random arrows whizzing not far away, and they were surrounded by countless people in an instant, and the black pruning branches hit their faces.

Gu Xiang sighed, but she didn't feel much fear in her heart. Probably there were too many accidents one after another, and she was already numb.

The young man walked over with the bowl in his hand and muttered for a while, then came back and said helplessly: "You guys, follow up the mountain, the maiden has to pick a sacrifice."

The old dog stared at the dead fish eyes and was completely flat.

Gu Xiang blinked and pointed to the pot on the stove.

The pot is very big. Gu Xiang used to use a big pot when he was doing it in the Huotou camp. The strength of the old dog is not what it used to be. The big pot brought by him can burn eight fat rabbits and it still doesn't look too big. Full.

Before the fire was extinguished, the soup in the pot was gurgling and steaming, and the aroma was tangy. Although there was only a small half of the meat left, it was even more delicious.

"Eat it, or it would be a pity."

A group of mountain people around looked at each other and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

The young man walked over and muttered to the leader, the leader fell silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and the mountain people immediately surrounded him.

(End of this chapter)