Chapter Ninety-Four: Returning to the Village
Meng Xiyao's body suddenly surged with another evil qi, which made Sikong Yao's heart flutter again. Baidu: real name +
"Xiyao, were you okay just now?" Sikong Yao's tone was worried.
Meng Xiyao's expression was filled with sadness, doesn't she understand my heart?
Meng Xiyao shook his head and explained, "No. ”
Sikong Yao showed a hint of sorrow, maybe it was a mistake to let Meng Xiyao accompany her to Xiamen.
Sikong Yao lowered his head and said, "Let's go, it's getting dark." ”
Meng Xiyao followed behind, looking up at the blue sky, but a faint purple mist was covered in front of him.
Since when the hell has it been hostile to anything.
He always felt that something would take her away from him in front of his eyes.
How long can the days of waiting quietly by her side like this last?
Thinking like this, it was not far from Fulongzhai in the blink of an eye.
Sikong Yao urged: "Xiyao, go faster, I'm so tired." ”
Although the injury on his leg will no longer affect Sikong Yao's normal movements, there will still be a dull pain in the wound after a bump all the way.
Sha Fengzhi saw Sikong Yao limping into Fulong Village from a distance, and exclaimed, "Ouch, my eldest lady, what's wrong with you, who injured you?" ”
Sikong Yao glanced at Sha Feng and said, "Don't worry about it, don't come to pretend to talk to me." ”
Sha Fengzhi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't be like this, you always have a stinky face, you look at this little face is exquisite, you don't smile all day long, you really plan to live here like this for the rest of your life?" ”
Sikong Yao reprimanded: "Die, I won't live in your Fulong Village for the rest of my life, and one day I will escape." ”
Sha Fengzhi buckled the mother ring of the fairy ring on his wrist, and said proudly: "Well, then let's see if you die or I live." ”
Sikong Yao said angrily: "I will cut off your hands and take them away together." ”
Sha Fengzhi smiled: "Okay, well, when you come to see, I'm afraid you don't have this ability." ”
Sikong Yao snorted, not wanting to talk to Sha Fengzhi again.
Sha Fengzhi continued to ask, "That's right." You went up the mountain this time, and you found the demon sword? ”
Sikong Yao asked stupidly: "What kind of demon knife, I haven't even seen the monster, are you fooling us?" ”
Sikong Yao was convinced of what the drunk man said. Besides, she didn't believe much in the existence of the Demon Blade herself.
And Meng Xiyao knew the reason very well, so he just waited on the sidelines and didn't speak.
The legend of this demon knife is also a legend spread in the area of the Changshan Mountain Range, whether there is or not, and the sand seal is just hearsay.
Hearing Sikong Yao's confirmation like this, Sha Fengzhi laughed even more.
Sha Fengzhi is an understanding person, not as innocent as Sikong Yao.
Battle-hardened, he was uncomfortable when he first saw Meng Xiyao.
If Meng Xiyao really finds the demon knife, in order to save Sikong Yao from leaving here, this Fulong Village will be flattened by him as soon as possible.
Sha Fengzhi smiled: "If you don't have it, forget it, but you still have to make this birthday banquet for me." We've said yes, you can't go back on your word. ”
Sikong Yao said faintly: "Do you think that everyone is talking like you? ”
Sha Fengzhi didn't want to entangle this issue with Sikong Yao, so he shirked and said: "Yes, yes, you are the dragons in the phoenix clouds in the sky, and you are all talking with one eye Jiuding." How dare I, the head of the land, climb high. ”
Although Sikong Yao said that he was not quite right with Sha Fengzhi, he was also happy to be praised like this.
Sikong Yao, who didn't have any city government, quickly let go of his mind and put a light smile on his face.
Sha Fengzhi said again: "Since they are all back, then you should hurry up and cook, in the past few days, Chen Da Belly has come back to take charge, and those prisoners are all on strike, so go on like this." When will my tunnel be opened? ”
"That's your business, I'm not in charge of food full-time, if I go to cook, where will I put the face of my family's big belly?" Sikong Yao is not stupid, and it is not pleasant to cook a meal for 1,000 people all day.
It is rare to throw this drudgery back to Chen Datu, Sikong Yao naturally wants to enjoy Qingfu.
Right now. Chen Da belly ran out waving a pot and spoon, and saw Sikong Yao from a distance, as if he had seen a savior.
Chen Da's belly pulled his throat, and he begged for mercy sadly: "Don't, I beg you." Go back quickly! ”
Sikong Yao saw that there were several big bags swollen on Chen's big belly, and it looked even more bloated.
Sikong Yaole smiled and asked, "What's wrong with you, have you been stung by a wasp?" ”
Chen Da said indignantly: "It would be good if you were stung by a wasp, you don't know, the perverted old woman in the kitchen, as soon as she saw me, asked why you haven't come back yet, saw me beat me once, and then like this, the prisoner didn't starve to death, so I beat him to death first." ”
Sikong Yao scratched his head and said, "Brother Big Belly, don't be angry, I'll take a look." ”
Sikong Yao hurriedly stepped into the kitchen, and the old woman's sandalwood crutches slammed over.
Sikong Yao flashed sideways, dodging the old woman's knock.
"The old woman can see clearly, it's me, I'm Sikong Yao."
The old woman swept her crutches sideways, swept it towards Sikong Yao's head, and said angrily, "You are the one who hits." ”
Sikong Yao shrank her head again, flashed the old woman's sweep, and asked again, "Old woman, why are you beating me?" ”
The old woman withdrew her crutches, coughed a few times, and asked, "Leave without saying a word, you are easy to play as an old woman, right?" ”
Sikong Yao sneered: "Aren't I all back, I just went out with my friends for a few days." ”
The old woman said stupidly: "The young man didn't even have an explanation for what he did, and the old woman thought that you were pitted by the slut who was sealed by the sand." ”
Sikong Yao smiled: "Old woman, are you caring about me?" ”
The old woman said unhappily: "Who allowed you to be smart, the old woman is just afraid that no one will cook for me when you die." ”
Although the old woman denied it, Sikong Yao still understood it in her heart.
So Sikong Yao nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, I just got a recipe recently, coconut purple potato cheese balls, I'll make it for you." ”
The old woman reprimanded again: "Did the old woman say that I was going to eat now?" How much have you learned Tai Chi Tuna Kung Fu? Even if you dare to show your skills, you can be embarrassed? Why don't you hurry up and make peace with me! ”
was scolded by the old woman angrily, Sikong Yao muttered angrily.
At the urging of the old woman, Sikong Yao picked up a bag of flour and began today's practice.
I have to say that since learning Tai Chi Tuna, Sikong Yao can also clearly feel that what he makes is more exquisite than before.
In addition to the most important heat in baking, the degree of fermentation of the dough itself and the degree of kneading are also extremely important.
Under the guidance of the old woman, Sikong Yao's ability gradually improved day by day.
Over time, although Sikong Yao didn't have much feeling, if you look at it from a professional point of view.
The dough produced by Sikong Yao has the characteristics of looseness, softness, crispiness, etc., and has extremely high plasticity.
At the same time, Fang Beishan, who was scared away by Meng Xiyao, also returned to Feihuang Village.
"Father!"
Fang Beishan shouted loudly, with a little tremor in his tone.
Fang Changyuan was angry at this time, and a subordinate had just reported that his younger brother who planted poppies had been killed, and the flower forest had also been burned to the ground.
It doesn't matter if Fang Changyuan is dead, but the poppies are burned down, and this is the biggest loss.
This fire burned down nearly half of Feihuangzhai's source of profits.
Fang Changyuan shouted: "What are you arguing about! I'm having a headache. ”
Fang Beishan hurriedly said: "Father is not good, the bear bile extraction plant has been destroyed!" ”
Feihuangzhai takes the route of doing business, and it can be seen from the fact that Fang Beishan operates a dessert house in Changshan Town, Feihuangzhai is not a cottage where brute force is supreme.
The reason why Feihuang Village can compete with Fulong Village is because of the sale of bear bile and the export of poppies for many years.
In a series of hypes, bear bile has been overstated for its true efficacy, but consumers are tired of it.
A large number of medicines, foods, and health products containing bear bile have all contributed to the economic income of Feihuangzhai.
Now that all the black bears in the bear bile extraction plant have been released, and the poppies have been burned to ashes, the door to the Flying Emperor Village has been cut off, how can Fang Changyuan not be annoyed.
Fang Changyuan shouted: "What! If I want to die this day, I won't be able to fly to the Emperor Village, who did it! ”
Fang Beishan hurriedly explained: "Father, the person who destroyed the bear bile extraction factory is none other than Sikong Yao of Fulongzhai, the child had fought with him in Changshan Town before, and he was almost ambushed by Fulongzhai and almost died. Now Fulongzhai has cut off our financial route, and it is clear that it is going to oppose us. Father, this revenge cannot be avenged! ”
Fang Changyuan was so angry that he sat on the ground, furious, and shouted angrily: "Fulong Village, I Feihuang Village and you don't share the sky!" ”
Fang Beishan said again: "Father, now I don't have much time to fly to Huangzhai, and there is only one way to go." ”
Fang Changyuan sighed and shouted, "Say! ”
Fang Beishan said slyly: "There will be half a month before the fortieth birthday banquet of Shafeng." Nasha Fengzhi must use this to humiliate us, but if we can reverse the banquet and make them lose face in front of all the cottage owners, then we will take the opportunity to win people's hearts and form an alliance with other cottages to end Fulongzhai in one fell swoop. As long as we get rid of Fulong Village, then our Feihuang Village is the largest dragon head in the Changshan Mountain Range, and when the time comes, those small landlords on small hills will not obediently bow down to us. ”
Fang Changyuan said: "The idea is not bad, but how can we be majestic in other people's land?" Do you have a way to make Fulongzhai lose face at the banquet? ”
Fang Beishan sneered: "Judging from the solution in the past few days, Sikong Yao was able to let Wang Hong come to the rescue, presumably he was Fulongzhai's henchman, and I had fought with her, and the child already knew her vital ......"