Chapter 227: Difficulty

"They are the poorest people in the Imperial City of Sang Kingdom, and they don't even have the qualifications to leave the West City, so they can only be locked up inside and left to fend for themselves. In today's finals, there are no ingredients, and I asked you to hand over the ring, just because I don't want you to cheat. Now, you have to find the ingredients in Xicheng District before the sun sets......" The corners of his mouth rose upward, Sang Wang glanced at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand to rub his fat meat, and grinned: "Make a dish that satisfies me!

"Hiss!" Hearing this, Mo Yang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, not to mention going to Xicheng to find these ingredients, just these three things want to make a dish, then they have to be completely matched!

It seems like a simple question, but it is the most difficult.

"Heh, what, you haven't started yet, are you afraid?The eldest young master of the Mo family?" The sword eyebrows raised slightly, Xiao Xu smiled coldly, waved his hand and smiled: "But I really appreciate the eldest young master of the Mo family, your Mo family has been completely wiped out, what kind of cooking competition are you still in the mood to participate in here, if it were you, I would have come to the door to fight the enemy." To live, like a dog, it is better to die. ”

"Brush!" Mo Yang's face instantly turned purple, and the erasure of that family was an eternal pain in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have been taken to the auction house for auction. The wound was revealed, and Xiao Xu's words were like salt, sprinkled on his sore spots, and even his breathing became sluggish.

The white little hand fell on his shoulder, Mo Yang couldn't help but tremble all over, and in his ears, the familiar voice sounded, warm, the warm current in his heart slid by, and the pain was reduced a lot.

"Don't pay attention to what he says, live to get revenge. Thinking of Mo Yang being auctioned off, a bloodthirsty cold light flashed in Feng Qingge's eyes. She really guessed correctly, Gayageum is not a good thing, and she still wondered why the people of Gayageum auctioned Moyang, but now that she thinks about it, what can't that crazy people do.

Li Mang suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge said coldly: "Xiao Xu, what else can you do besides gossip and sarcasm? ”

"Haha...... Wind Light Song, compare with me, you will die a miserable death. Even in this piece of Xicheng, I can find ingredients, what about you, can you do it? I see that before the sun sets, you can't even find a single grass!" Xiao Xu sneered.

Scratching his ears, Feng Qingge pointed at Xiao Xu and smiled: "Na, there is a weed in front of my eyes, I don't know how, I just love to wander around, and the wind blows wherever it falls." It's better to be a human being, dig up other people's wounds, are you embarrassed?"

"Enough, what's the noise!" Wiener frowned, suppressed his anger and said, "The time is only four hours, noon to unitary time, start now!"

"Hmph, I'll have a good chat with you when I come out, Princess Yun. Xiao Xu smiled coldly, the sturdy figure turned into a bolt of lightning, and he didn't need to guard the door to open the door, he leaped up in the air, and he actually jumped over the five-meter gate.

What is the concept of jumping five meters high with your own leg strength?

Even Feng Qingge thought that she couldn't do such a difficult action, five meters high, she could win the championship of high jump, she had to use her strength to jump up to be able to pass.

"Let's hurry up, there are not many ingredients in Xicheng District, if we are preempted, we don't even have the ingredients for cooking. Looking at those refugees, Mo Yang frowned and said. quickly adjusted his emotions and was no longer trapped by Xiao Xu's words.

Two figures leapt into the gate and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Wei Na breathed a sigh of relief, took Mu Cangyun's hand with both hands, and frowned: "It's all gone, what else are you looking at." Na, Cangyun, she is married to your Ming Media, and so am I. I don't want to be a side concubine, when I return to the cloud country, can I let the king of Yun be accommodating and let me be a concubine?"

The disgust in his eyes flashed, but Mu Cangyun covered it up very well, and laughed softly: "I'm afraid this can only be done with the consent of my father, this marriage was set by my father, and I just did it on orders." Isn't the marriage between you and me close?"

"Haha, the little couple can't wait, don't worry, after the cooking competition, I will announce the marriage of the two of you, Yunguo and Sangguo, but they will be in-laws forever!" Haha laughed, King Sang touched his beard, and the more he looked at Mu Cangyun, the more pleasing it became.

Such a god of war in the cloud country, after winning the princess of their Sang country, and making peace, the cloud country and the Sang country will no longer suffer from war.

Desolate, there was no food at all, even the grass roots were dug clean, looking at the poor people who were squatting on the ground one by one, digging in the soil, just raised their eyes and glanced at Feng Qingge, and continued to dig on the ground.

"What is this?" Mo Yang lowered his head and looked at the white stones in their bamboo baskets, and couldn't help frowning. He stretched out his hand to take the stone and look at it, but he was hated by the whole poor people, and the poor people on the other side ran away with the bamboo basket, which was their life and root, and no one was allowed to snatch it.

Squatting down and touching the soil on the ground, smelling the smell of the soil, Feng Qingge frowned and said: "The land is too barren, you can't plant anything, the acidic soil has long been eroded." These white things ......"

Touching the white powder on the ground, Feng Qingge's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he took a deep breath and said, "It's lime, what they put in their basket is lime!"

"Lime, how do you eat that thing!" Mo Yang was also stunned, looking at the child holding the lime on the side, he just put the lime in his mouth and forcibly swallowed it.

In order to fill their stomachs, whatever they want, they eat.

This reminded Feng Qingge of the Long March, when the grassroots, belts, and everything that could be eaten were almost eaten in the stomach.

"Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, what are we doing? There's nothing here, we ......" Mo Yang couldn't help sighing, looking at the desolate Xicheng with some dejection.

Standing up, Feng Qingge stared ahead, and said indifferently: "The soil here is poor, the grass roots are dug, and the western land has tender shoots, which grow much better than the east. It means that the soil has changed, the soil is black, there is water, and there should be a water source three miles to the west. Something that swims in the water, look for it there. ”

"Hmm?......" was slightly stunned, Mo Yang looked at this piece of land, and didn't find what Feng Qingge said at all.

How did he know that as an agent, Feng Qingge's observation power is amazing, and his ability to survive in the wild is also higher than ordinary people. The location of the water source can be determined by the amount of moisture in the air in addition to the soil.

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