() Chapter 296: A Lump of Food

"Yes, I took advantage of Tula Kazuhiro's weakness and traded with them with weapons and drugs."

"Weapons are what they lack the most, and this encirclement and suppression have beaten them very badly, which has greatly damaged their vitality, otherwise they will not accept the kidnapping of Zhao Xinyu." Wang Mengjie looked down at Li Jingjing in his arms, his eyes were full of doting.

"Sleep, Jing'er, just leave the rest to my brother."

Li Jingjing knew that Wang Mengjie would not talk to him about the next thing, it was all a high-secret military secret, Li Jingjing believed that Wang Mengjie would handle this matter very satisfactorily, she and Zhao Xinyu would be hostages for a few days, and when the ransom arrived, they would be liberated.

However, Li Jingjing enjoyed a moment with Wang Mengjie, lying in Brother Jiezi's arms, safe and warm.

The village chief's house is very simple, the light is very gray, the wooden windows are a little small, and the walls are all made of original blanks, only a layer of mud is pasted on the surface, and there is no ceiling on the top of the house, so the house looks even darker.

Coupled with the messy piles of items in the house, and some crops that have just been recovered, it looks particularly messy, this must be the storage room of the village chief's house.

When Li Jingjing woke up again, Wang Mengjie was no longer around, Li Jingjing walked out of the storage room door and came to the courtyard, only Yu Jiangshan was sitting alone in the courtyard, but Wang Mengjie and Geng Hu were nowhere to be seen.

"Yujiangshan, where is Zhao Xinyu?" In such an environment, Li Jingjing could only ask where Zhao Xinyu was, and he didn't dare to inquire about Wang Mengjie and Geng Hu's actions.

There are mercenaries all around, and if you accidentally expose a flaw, you will get into a lot of trouble.

Yu Jiangshan looked at the other end of the courtyard and pointed to a very simple isolated adobe house.

Li Jingjing walked towards the isolated adobe house, and before she got closer, Li Jingjing smelled a strong smell of the livestock pen, she wouldn't lock Zhao Xinyu in the sheepfold, Li Jingjing muttered to herself.

Before he could enter the house, Zhao Xinyu walked out of it. "Jing'er, you're awake." Zhao Xinyu stepped in front of Li Jingjing very kindly. Half a step away from Li Jingjing, Zhao Xinyu felt unsafe.

"Hmm." Li Jingjing glanced at the house where Zhao Xinyu lived.

It's better to say it's a house than a warehouse. A simple, very rough adobe house, this warehouse is not as good as the house I lived in just now, and it is full of fodder. Labor tools and sundries, only a small bed inside.

Li Jingjing and Zhao Xinyu glanced at each other, they were already very content with such an environment, as long as they lived.

Li Jingjing and Zhao Xinyu walked to the dean of the village chief's house, and several mercenaries had already come to the dean of the village chief's house.

On a wooden shelf in the yard. Li Jingjing saw a sheep that had just been slaughtered. It is estimated that the mercenaries bought sheep from the villagers with money. Otherwise, they wouldn't have walked so loudly in the courtyard of the village chief's house. A bunch of people looked at the sheep.

Sheep are important to the villagers and are part of their livelihood, and every festival, the villagers slaughter the sheep and sing and dance to celebrate the harvest of the year.

"You, come and stew it, roast it, and we'll eat it." Among them are mercenaries in stiff Chinese. Commanding Li Jingjing said.

Li Jingjing asked the mercenaries to divide the sheep into several large pieces, and then covered the divided mutton with the only salt, peppercorns, and other seasonings.

By this time a bonfire had been lit in the courtyard, and the mercenaries sat around it and chatted in the local dialect.

"That newcomer is very generous, and he bought this sheep to improve our lives." One of the mercenaries spoke in the local dialect.

Li Jingjing pulled Zhao Xinyu, who was standing on the side, to help, and listened to the mercenaries chatting while marinating the mutton.

"He was much more generous than Mubara, who would never buy us mutton to eat." Another mercenary complained.

It seems that there is not very much harmony within the mercenaries either. Resentment with their leader.

Fortunately, the tools used for roasting the lamb were complete, and Li Jingjing brushed a thick layer of honey on top of the marinated mutton, and the sweet and greasy fragrance immediately came out on the bonfire. The leg of lamb was dripping with golden mutton fat from the roast, the crackling sound in the campfire, and the smell of cumin powder on the lamb made the stomach tickle.

Li Jingjing's barbecue technique is not skillful enough, and the lamb that has been roasted under the slice can only be roasted layer by layer. The outermost lamb is cooked, cut it directly with a dagger, and then continue to drag it to coat it with honey, sprinkle it with seasonings and continue to roast, and then continue to roast.

"I'll come." One of the mercenaries looked at Li Jingjing's clumsy technique, took the dagger in Li Jingjing's hand, and cut off all the roasted mutton in three strokes, with skillful and sophisticated movements.

Li Jingjing never saw Brother Jie Zi and Geng Hu, and the Tuersun in the mercenary's mouth just now should be Brother Jie Zi.

Looking at the seven or eight mercenaries, the hungry wolf-like eyes stared at the roasted mutton, grabbed the roasted mutton, and ate it skillfully with a dagger.

The village chief and Aunt Guli had already returned home from work in the fields, and when they saw these mercenaries roasting mutton in the courtyard, the village chief and Aunt Guli went around them into the house.

Yu Jiangshan on the side couldn't look at it, picked up a piece of roasted mutton, handed it to the village chief, and the village chief hesitated to take the mutton.

It's getting dark, it's a remote location, and it's the government's extra support to be able to get on the electricity, so there is no signal for the mobile phone if it's only connected.

The small mountain village is not rich, the traffic is very closed, the land is sparsely populated, but the material is very rich, there are patches of spruce, fruit trees, pastures, and a lot of wildlife.

Seven or eight mercenaries can eat it very well, and most of the roasted mutton of a sheep is eaten by seven, seven, eighty, eight.

The well-fed mercenaries are not afraid of Li Jingjing and Zhao Xinyu escaping, because it is also a few hours' drive from the nearest town, and if they run on two legs, it is estimated that they will be arrested before they can run out of this mountain.

The mercenaries went to the village in twos and threes to find the residents to have fun, and the kind-hearted villagers did not know that Li Jingjing and Zhao Xinyu were kidnapped hostages.

Even the village chief and Aunt Guli don't know! The villagers just saw Li Jingjing's fair face, young and beautiful, and they would treat her kindly.

The mercenaries left after eating and drinking, and in the courtyard, Li Jingjing and Zhao Xinyu sat down and took the roasted mutton and ate it.

The roast mutton here tastes really good, Li Jingjing slowly and leisurely eats it, watching the fireworks of the charcoal fire slowly extinguish.

Seeing that Zhao Xinyu also ate extraordinarily fragrantly. Zhao Xinyu has put down the posture of eating a big meal, and in Zhao Xinyu's opinion, only being alive is the best.

"Be vigilant when you go to bed at night." Li Jingjing whispered to Zhao Xinyu. After all, this is the territory of terrorists.

When it was time to sleep, Li Jingjing did not see Wang Mengjie and Geng Hu.

(To be continued.) )