In order to adapt to life in the wild, cooking food is one of the necessary survival skills. Every qualified tribal warrior must be a good cook, and Yuan Gang is not only excellent in combat, but also outstanding in cooking.

Yoo has always praised the food he cooks.

Today's luck is good, and thanks to the superb archery skills and rich hunting experience, Yuan Gang successfully hunted two pheasants and a hare in just half a morning.

Peel the skin, remove the hair, dig out the internal organs, clean it, then cut it into pieces and put it in a clay pot to boil. Looking at the steaming heat, Yuan Gang's eyes narrowed slightly. What matters is the amount of seasoning, salt and, of course, pickles are essential.

He picked up a few small jars and skillfully twisted out some dried plant stems and seeds...... He is from the Qingyu Department, ten years ago, the Qingyu Department was wiped out by the beast tide, and he survived and came to the Qinghu Department. These seasonings are one of the few things he has inherited from the Qingyu Tribe.

Of course, this is also his exclusive recipe for cooking.

After a while, the enticing fragrance wafted out. It's time to put in the pickles. He got up and walked over to a half-height crockpot and glanced outside. He was a little angry that Liu Ming didn't practice where he was supposed to be. He's always been a strict teacher, because he's been through the tide of beasts, he's been through the destruction of a huge tribe, and he knows better than anyone what it means to be powerful.

In order to be strong, he can do whatever it takes!

However, he was clearly in a good mood today. After putting the pickles into the crockpot on the fire, Yuan Gang couldn't help but start planning what happened next. Now that the Wind Wolf Order has arrived, the matter of going to the Beast Master Hall must be planned as soon as possible.

"Once I become a beast master......"

Just such a thought flashed in his mind, and Yuan Gang couldn't help grinning. Needless to say, strength and status, Xiaoying will definitely be impressed by him, and even ...... Make a promise.

"Winter!"

He stirred the food in the jar and muttered with a resolute expression. As the strongest warrior of the tribe, he knew that the autumn hunt was coming. If he left at this time, the tribe would definitely not agree. Moreover, he didn't want to say goodbye to Yingying, who was haunted by his dreams. He decided to wait until winter before leaving, and although there was likely to be a fight with the Black Fangs at that time, he would leave anyway. Heading to the Beast Master Hall located in Wind Wolf City, the road is far away, there are many dangers, and the beasts are dormant in winter, so it is relatively much safer.

The food was cooked and quickly served.

Liu Ming didn't return for a long time, and Yuan Gang didn't want to wait any longer. Dare to be lazy? Then there is no food. Just as he was about to move his chopsticks, Liu Ming walked back with vague steps.

"Eating is positive?"

Yuan Gang raised his eyes and looked directly, and found that Liu Ming's complexion was not quite right. Is he sick, or is he injured? He's in a good mood, so he doesn't care anymore.

Liu Ming sat down sullenly, because he had suffered a big loss before, and he actually suffered a big loss under the hands of Zhou Ming's waste man, it was a great shame, so he just ate with his head down. After all, he had just woken up from the mud, and he was still a little dizzy. My chest hurts, the injury is not light, and every time I swallow food, I feel a tingling pain.

As soon as Yuan saw him like this, he guessed that he must have been injured in training. This apprentice has always been very hard working and very obedient, and he is still very satisfied.

"How is Zhou Ming?"

Picking up a large piece of rabbit meat and stuffing it into his mouth, Yuan Gang asked seemingly casually.

Liu Mingleng paused, not daring to encounter him before his uncle just met him. He couldn't afford to lose that man.

He ...... Excellent!"

Biting a bite of food hard, Liu Ming lowered his head and replied vaguely.

Poof!

The meat that Yuan Gang had just chewed in his mouth sprayed Liu Ming's head and face, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Very good?

That kid is dead!

He was sure that either he had a problem with his ears or that his apprentice had a problem with his brain. However, he was sure that his ears and his apprentice's brains were fine.

So, what's the problem?

He watched Zhou Ming being poisoned.

"Liu Ming, didn't you do what I told you?"

He quickly realized that Liu Ming hadn't gone to Zhou Ming at all, and asked in a deep voice: "Although Zhou Ming is useless, but after all, he is a member of the tribe, what's wrong with rewarding him with a mouthful of food? Yingying specially asked me to take care of him before leaving, and you didn't even listen to my words? After eating, obediently take the bundle of animal skins! Oh, by the way, bring him a bowl of leftover soup." ”

"Uncle Gang, I'm going!"

Liu Ming's scalp was numb, and he defended in a low voice.

Syllable!

Yuan Gang was angry, and when he shook his hand, he was a big-eared scraper, and Liu Ming's neck was crooked, the food in his mouth sprayed wildly, he was dizzy, and half of his face was swollen.

People really went!

Liu Ming was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

Dear Uncle Gang, which of your nerves is deranged?

At this moment, Liu Ling, who was burly and strong, strode over.

"Patriarch, why are you here?"

Yuan Gang glared at Liu Ming fiercely, and hurriedly got up to greet him. The matter of the autumn hunt has been decided?

Patriarch Liu Ling nodded slightly, glanced at Liu Ming, and couldn't help frowning slightly. What mistake did this kid make again? Half of his face was swollen.

"Yuan Gang, come with me and take your baby. ”

Liu Ling didn't have the time to care about Liu Ming's trivial matters now, looked at Yuan Gang, and said straight to the point.

"Someone hurt?"

Yuan Gang was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise.

Liu Ling waved his hand and said with a mysterious expression: "You'll know later!" If Zhou Ming could see Liu Ling's behavior at the moment, he would definitely feel very familiar.

"Okay. ”

Yuan Gang patted his waist, got up and walked out.

Sure enough, the baby is not leaving. Liu Ling glanced at it, suddenly his nose fluttered, he smelled the aroma of the room, secretly swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "Wait first!"

"It's important to save people......

Yuan Gang paused, feeling that today's patriarch was particularly unusual. Just as he was puzzled, he saw Liu Ling striding out with a steaming tile urn.

“...... This is my breakfast!"

Yuan Gang shouted in his heart, touched his shriveled stomach, and his eyes were full of grievances. Patriarch, even if you want to eat, you won't even be able to serve the pot, right?

Liu Ming was even more aggrieved than him, and he was beaten twice in the morning, and in the end, he didn't even have to eat!