Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 441 Inviting News from Dragon City

River valley, gurgling water.

The melted snow water comes from afar, is clear and transparent, and flows through the valley, bringing life to both sides of the valley.

On both sides of the river bank, there are dozens of simple wooden cabins. These cabins are scattered in different heights, and the roofs are covered with white snow, blending in with this white world.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the valley, covering the white snow on the riverside with a soft shimmer.

The smell of dinner wafts through the river valley, and there is a bit of warmth in the smell of the rice.

"This is our residence."

Sergey introduced Susha with a smile. He walked in front of everyone, with a tall body like a grizzly bear.

After entering the river valley, you can see some members of the rest of the team, mostly blond and blue-eyed faces.

We all live here and know each other.

After seeing them, the team members smiled and said hello: "Sergey, why did you come back so early today? Has the mission been completed?"

"Of course it's done! When did I, Sergey, fail?" Sergey laughed, his laughter was rough and had a different kind of appeal.

"Are there any guests?"

Someone noticed Su Xia. For the Hegu resident, any unfamiliar face is worthy of vigilance.

Su Xia has a face of a southerner in the mainland, which is quite different from that of the Northland.

Half a year ago, there was a resident who had to transfer the entire resident because he brought back a stranger and exposed his location.

"Of course it's a guest!" Sergey said with a smile, his tone as usual.

Seeing that he was so sure, the rest of the people had no doubts, and they all said hello and left.

In this resident, Sergey is one of the older and more experienced group of people. Everyone knows that he is mature and prudent, with a delicate heart under his rough appearance, and he will not do anything that endangers the resident.

Under the leadership of Sergey, the team crossed the front of the valley, walked through the cabins, and came to the middle of the valley.

"It's here!"

In the middle of the valley, on the riverside, there are seven or eight cabins, which belong to Sergey's team.

The area of ​​the river valley is not big, so naturally one person cannot have a wooden cabin, and usually four or five people squeeze into a small wooden cabin.

With a smile all over his face, Sergey walked along the river to the first cabin, opened the door of the cabin, took out a large bundle of firewood from inside, and ordered the rest of the team members to also carry some firewood for today's dinner.

"Haha, you can't be casual tonight, you have to make something good to eat!"

"Go, take out the good things!" Sergey patted the shoulders of several team members and said to them with a smile.

Resources in the northern region are tight, and living materials are not abundant.

They usually save good things for various festivals or special days that need to be celebrated, and today is that special celebration day.

Everyone's face is filled with festive smiles, including the joy of escaping from death today, and the joy of eating delicious food soon.

"Let's go get some food!"

"go together!"

Little Peter was especially happy, and quickly ran to the room where the ingredients were stored, and took out half a frozen wild venison from it.

The liaison officer of the team brought out a large bag of potatoes. These potatoes are the staple food of the residents in the northern border. Potatoes are found almost every meal, and this kind of food is inseparable.

The blaster in the team took out a bag of small onions, a bag of carrots, and a small bag of green peppers, and piled these ingredients next to the potatoes with a happy face.

There are still a few team members behind holding some bottles and jars. These jars contain vegetable oil, solidified animal oil, some seasonings, and more jars of pickled cucumbers.

Sergey lit a fire under the wooden shed by the river and set up a pot with skillful movements.

Another team member set up the grill next to him and cleaned all the tools needed to grill the meat.

The team members put the ingredients outside the wooden shed, then returned to the cabin where the ingredients were placed, and continued to take out smoked sausages, dried meat, pork ribs, canned fruits, various drinks, etc., all with faces. big smile.

Seeing so many ingredients, the snipers in the team looked happy, and couldn't help feeling: "Oh, I can finally have a good meal tonight, if I don't eat something good, my poor stomach will go to the machine clan !"

Another team member said: "My poor stomach has long since surrendered, only my will is still here."

The team members swallowed their saliva, their faces were full of excitement, and they began to wash all kinds of ingredients, and walked around the river with the ingredients.

The finishing touches to all the ingredients were done by Sergey, a bearded, middle-aged man with a good knife who had been an apprentice chef for a while before the war.

After more than ten minutes, the ingredients were basically sorted out.

"Fuck-"

The cut venison was put into the pot, sizzling in the hot oil, and the rich aroma permeated with the heat, like an invisible hand, hooking everyone's noses, making people salivate.

Sergey is going to make a very special kind of stewed meat. The meat is fried until it turns white, and then it is taken out, and then the oil is not changed. Use the oil used for frying meat, and continue to fry small onions, potatoes, carrots, green peppers, etc., and fry until Change color and remove.

During this period, the fragrance became more and more intense, wafting through the entire river valley, and the stomachs of the team members who smelled it began to growl.

Then, add cumin, onion, ginger, garlic, chili powder, tomato paste, etc., throw the previously processed ingredients into a large pot and simmer.

The process is simple and crude, not refined.

Next to it, on the other side of the wooden shed, other team members were preparing for the barbecue, skewering fresh meat pieces one by one, each skewer weighing at least half a catty, which was quite ample.

Su Xia watched with interest.

He is a guest, so he doesn't need to do anything, just sit and wait for the meal to be served.

After a while, Sergey wiped his greasy hands on the rag, turned his head and said to Susha with a smile: "Mask friend, we have to wait for about half an hour, you should try our specialties first!"

"What specialty?" Su Xia asked subconsciously.

"Birch sap, have you ever drank it before?"

"No, I've heard of it..."

Just as he was talking, little Peter brought a large box of drinks.

Inside the box are transparent glass jars, which contain the birch sap that Sergey said, a specialty of the northern plains.

Su Xia remembered that there was also this kind of drink on the other side of the earth, but he never had the chance to try it.

This sap, as the name suggests, is taken from the birch trees that are unique to this northern Great Plains, and it is only collected for about one month a year, and now is the right time to collect it.

You only need to drill a few centimeters long hole in the trunk, then knock a hollow iron pipe obliquely, and then hang an iron bucket under the iron pipe, and you can wait for the sap to flow out of the trunk.

A similar collection method can also be used to collect maple syrup from sugar maple trees.

Su Xia took out a transparent glass bottle from the box and shook it lightly. The liquid in the bottle shook accordingly and became very clear.

"This is birch sap."

He unscrewed the bottle cap, without worrying about the poison, took a sip and smacked his lips.

It's a bit sweet and has a woody scent, which is hard to describe.

Su Xia felt good, thinking about taking some back home, giving Hong Bafu and Lan Bafu a taste.

"Master Mask, try this again." Little Peter unscrewed a can of pickled cucumbers and said happily, "My grandma made it herself, and everyone in the station likes to eat it."

"it is good!"

Su Xia smiled, not rejecting anyone who came, took out a pickled cucumber from the jar, and bit into it hard, the mouth was crisp, sour and very appetizing.

"The taste is very good." Su Xia praised.

"Master Mask, try this again... Forget it, you may not be used to this..."

Little Peter took out a jar, thought for a while, and then put the jar back. It seemed that some kind of food was also pickled in the jar.

"What's that?" Su Xia asked.

"Marinated fat."

"..."

Su Xia is really not blessed to enjoy this kind of food.

People living in this icy and snowy area seem to need high-fat and high-calorie food to fight against years of snowstorms.

Little Peter changed to another special delicacy, which was a kind of smoked sausage. He let Su Xia taste it, and he also ate it himself.

The two ate and chatted, sitting on the edge of the wooden shed, the team members behind them were happily busy with the evening food, and in front of them was the clear and transparent river, which blended lively and peaceful. This kind of life is quite relaxing and unique. .

Ten minutes later, an old man with a gray beard suddenly walked into the camp.

The old man grabbed Sergey who was cooking, glanced at Susha who was sitting on the edge, and asked in a low voice, "This... is that one?"

"Yes, that's the one." Sergey nodded with a smile.

"Xiongcheng has received the news." The old man is one of the people in this station who is in charge of contacting the headquarters of Xiongcheng.

"What do you say over there?" Sergey did not lower his voice, and communicated in a normal voice to ensure that Susha could hear.

"The Lord of the City asked me to convey his thanks and invite me to visit Bear City." The old man pointed to Su Xia's back.

"Go and invite yourself!" Sergey said with a smile: "This man has always liked freedom, you know that even the Zero Point Tavern can't restrain him, if the city lord wants to recruit this man, he will probably be disappointed. "

"Okay, I'll try..."

The old man looked at Su Xia's back, a gleam flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he walked towards him.

Su Xia naturally heard the conversation between the two of them clearly.

Su Xia had already expected Xiong Cheng's reaction.

His current strength is extremely worth recruiting for any human gathering place.

"Masked man, my friend, I am the person in charge of this river valley station. My name is Alexei. I am very glad that you can come to our station." A voice came from behind, it was the old man.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Su Xia smiled, holding a bottle of birch sap, and turned to look at the old man.

"My friend, the city lord is very grateful for your help." Alexei said with a smile, "He very much hopes that you can go to Bear City, and he will show you the inside of Bear City himself, if he is not busy dealing with lions now For the affairs of the city, I will definitely come to invite you in person.”

"Lion City? What happened over there?" Su Xia asked.

"They sent a few spies to sneak into our city and we caught them. They seem to be plotting to subvert the rule of the city lord."

Alexei said: "Not long ago, the attack that happened in Dragon City may also have something to do with them. We are currently negotiating with them."

"An attack happened in Dragon City?" Su Xia's heart sank.

"Yes." Alexei nodded.

"Are the casualties serious?" Su Xia asked again.

"Three people died, more than a dozen were injured, and the Lord of Dragon City was seriously injured. This is all the news I know." Alexei did not hide anything.

"The Lord of Dragon City is seriously injured..."

Su Xia murmured in a low voice, frowning, thinking that it might be his old father's task, she felt a little more worried.

Inside Dragon City, there was an attack that seriously injured the city lord?
This kind of thing is really too incredible.

Su Xia thought of the Dragon City Hero Medal she saw from Andrew's collection room, and also thought of the recent rumors about Dragon City, and unconsciously felt more urgency. He must go to Dragon City as soon as possible.

"Please tell the city lord, thank you for his kindness. I still have some things to deal with, and I need to go back to the south." Su Xia spoke softly and declined Xiongcheng's invitation politely.

For this, Alexei was already prepared, and said with a smile: "My friend, when you are free, you must come to our place... This is a bear city ID card, please keep it and take it With this ID card, you can enter and leave Bear City freely, if you encounter soldiers who are investigating, just show them this ID card, they understand the meaning of this card."

"it is good!"

Su Xia nodded slightly, instead of rejecting the ID card, she reached out to accept it.

So far, he already has the identity cards of two large human gathering places.

One was the Dragon City identity card he had obtained in the Commander's Last Wish mission, and the other was this Bear City identity card.

After exchanging a few more words, Alexei bid farewell, without disturbing everyone's dinner, and invited Su Xia repeatedly before leaving, telling Su Xia to go to Bear City when she was free.

After he left, Su Xia turned around and faced the gurgling river again, with a heavy face on her face.

"In the face of the great enemy, these human race gathering places still have internal conflicts, be wary of each other, and even send spies to each other. If this continues, when will we launch a counterattack?"

At this time, Su Xia finally understood the difficulties of some famous people in history.

With such a group of insects, when can we accomplish great things?

Su Xia sighed silently, and replaced the white birch sap in her hand with high-strength wine. Drinking some wine at this time can relieve her worries.

After more than ten minutes, Little Peter came over with a bunch of barbecued meat, his skinny cheeks were filled with satisfaction, and he said to Susha, "Master Mask, dinner is ready!"

"it is good!"

Looking at this energetic young man, Su Xia regained a smile on her face, and got up to join this sumptuous dinner.

……

Meanwhile, in the far south, Coral City.

Old Street, Pharmacy.

A shadowy figure flashed past the back window of the shop, erratic like a ghost.

In the shadows, a voice sounded: "Are you sure? That damned Susha is still in the store?"

"I'm sure!" Another voice appeared, "That bastard was too scared to go out. He hid on the second floor of the store all day long, and didn't even go downstairs to eat, so someone sent him the food."

"Hmph, just to make him feel enough fear! This is the price for betraying dad!" The previous voice snorted coldly.

"Dad saved us several times back then, and now it's time for us to repay him! Let us help him clean up the master's gate!"

"When do you act?"

"Three days later!"

"Okay, I will write a few more letters to scare him in the next two days, and I will let him spend the last few days of his life in panic!"

(End of this chapter)