Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 7 Can You Sell Me Some Meat?

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Thinking of his instructions before leaving, Nuan Nuan pinched his earlobe guiltily: "I only came out to ensure my own safety."

"Brother Bai, did you catch the hare and pheasant?" Goro also got out of the grass, and at a glance he saw the hare and pheasant tied with straw and vines, hanging on Bai Muyang's waist, and ran towards him happily .

"Brother Bai, you are so amazing!" Wu Lang looked up at Bai Muyang with admiration.

Warm and sour, he glared at the little guy: "Your sister and I are not good enough?"

The little white-eyed wolf, given him food and drink every day, doesn't necessarily mean that he looks at himself with such eyes.

Wu Lang was no longer afraid of his elder sister. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "My elder sister is also very powerful!"

My sister knows spells, even better than Big Brother Bai!

But my sister said that she can't tell other people about her spells.

Bai Muyang smiled, and handed the hare and pheasant tied with grass vines to Wu Lang, turned around and picked up the fainted middle-aged man, walked to the other side of the forest, and came back after a while.

Wen Nuan secretly glanced at him.

Bai Muyang saw something in her eyes and said, "I didn't kill him."

Warm "Oh".

Bai Muyang didn't know whether she believed it or not, so he said instead: "Let's hurry up while they are still looking for food."

Those refugees should be reluctant to leave the mountain for a while, and they will save a lot of trouble by rushing at this time, Nuan Nuan agrees: "What about the hare and pheasant?"

"The hare and pheasant are still alive, and they will be treated when there is water."

The trees on this mountain are growing normally, and there are wild animals appearing, so there should be a water source nearby.

The three went down the mountain and continued on their way. On the way, they met some refugees who did not go up the mountain. There were not many of them, and they presumably had surplus food on hand.

In the evening of the next day, a small river really appeared not far away, but the water was only ankle deep, and the water would not flow.

Even so, the refugees fleeing famine were still very excited and ran towards the small river.

Many people jumped into the river, and even lay down directly.

Goro was also very happy. He ran over and poured water on his face, and Wen Nuan followed quickly.

Although there was water in the space, she didn't dare to wash her face before walking with Bai Muyang, because she knew that the original owner's appearance was too attractive, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

After walking with Bai Muyang, she no longer had an excuse to wash her face with water.

Now that Bai Muyang is here, and there are fewer and fewer refugees on the road, she no longer has any scruples about it.

Wen Nuan washed his face, then pulled Goro over to help him wash his body, and put him in clean clothes.

And she herself planned to wait until night before trying to find a place where no one was around to take a bath.

Nuan just washed the clothes that Wulang had changed and spread them out on the grass not far away, when she saw Bai Muyang walking from the upper reaches of the river.

As he approached, Nuan Nuan froze for a moment.

It turned out that Bai Muyang had also washed himself, revealing a handsome face.

"You look pretty good."

A good face is pleasing to the eye, and he warmly praised from the bottom of his heart, and then waited for Bai Muyang to reciprocate, but he only coughed lightly: "The hare and pheasant have been dealt with. If you want to eat grilled, you still want Soup?"

Goro: "Baked!"

Nuan Nuan: "I want to drink chicken soup."

"Okay!" Bai Muyang smiled, and made arrangements: "Peasants make soup and roast hares."

You need a pot to cook soup. Bai Muyang left for a while, got three bamboo tubes from somewhere, and took out a dagger to break the pheasant into pieces and put them into the bamboo tubes.

The water in the river is barely okay for bathing, but if you want to drink it, the warmth is still a bit worrying.

She sent Bai Muyang to collect firewood, then avoided other refugees by the river, filled the bamboo tube with spring water, took out ginger powder and salt from the open-air cafeteria of the space, and put some cumin powder and salt in oiled paper , to use when preparing roasted rabbits.

Bai Muyang made two temporary stoves, one for cooking soup and the other for roasting hares.

The chicken soup over there is not ready yet, and the aroma of the barbecue wafts out first.

The refugees who were drinking water or resting by the river looked towards them one after another.

On the way to escape from famine, everyone only ate one meal in the morning in order to save food, and did not eat at noon or evening.

This will smell the smell of meat, and the refugees by the river are constantly swallowing their saliva.

They only ate dry food along the way, and they almost forgot what meat tastes like.

In fact, most of the refugees who can come here have sufficient food and water preparations, and some of them are from better, even wealthy families.

The chicken soup was cooked and the rabbit meat was roasted. The three of them were about to eat when they saw a fat man in his thirties with a fat head and big ears walking over.

"What about eating?" The fat man stared at the barbecue in Wulang's hand, and said cheerfully, "My surname is Ma, and I escaped from the famine in Zhongzhou, so did you?"

Nuannuan looked at him: "What's wrong?"

The fat man rubbed his hands: "My mother and a few children smelled the meat here, and they were a little greedy. I... If you have more, can you sell us some? I'll give you money."

Wen Nuan thought that he was penniless, and the inexhaustible food in the space would be wasted there, and his mind changed.

"Not for sale!" Bai Muyang refused straight away.

Wen Nuan knew that it was not a good time to make money, so she didn't open her mouth.

The fat man left with a disappointed face, and Bai Muyang explained to Nuannuan: "They have food, so they won't starve to death."

Nuan nodded: "I can see it."

This situation can still grow like this, there must be no shortage of food.

After a while, Wen Nuan heard the fat man surnamed Ma yelling and cursing, but what he heard was not scolding the child, but his wife.

Other people's family affairs, warmth did not take it to heart.

The three of them ate and drank enough, and it was getting dark, so they found a big rock not far from the river and fell asleep against it.

In the middle of the night, Wen Nuan quietly got up.

As soon as she moved, Bai Muyang said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to wash up, I'll be back later."

Bai Muyang paused slightly, and said worriedly: "Be careful, don't go for too long."

In this wilderness, at night, Bai Muyang was not at ease with her.

However, she was going to take a bath, and he, a big man, couldn't follow her. He could only stand up and observe the surrounding refugees to see if anyone was eyeing her, and then secretly followed her.

Fortunately, it took more than a quarter of an hour for Wen Nuan to come back, and Bai Muyang fell back to sleep.

The next morning, Nuan Nuan took out a few stalks of corn from the bag for Bai Muyang to roast, and also took out three hard-boiled eggs, one for each person.

"I found this corn on the mountain before, and I forgot to tell you." Nuan Nuan was afraid of Bai Muyang's suspicion, and explained to him where the corn came from.

Bai Muyang has no other thoughts, he just thinks that this girl's burden is a treasure, and she can always surprise you from time to time.

Two days later, several people came to a city called Miancheng.

To the surprise of several people, many refugees gathered outside Miancheng.

Judging by the accent, these refugees probably didn't come from their central state.

"Isn't Miancheng allowed to enter?" Wen Nuan looked at the refugees and frowned.

Bai Muyang looked around: "I'll ask."

(End of this chapter)