Yuan Zhao put the last few pieces of roe meat skewers on the fire, slowly flipped them a few times, and handed her a small piece that had been specially roasted for Lingzhi earlier.

Lingzhi has never liked to eat things that are too greasy, and like Su Hongyun, he is usually vegetarian. But this time with the exception, after she finished eating two crabs, she took the second piece of roast meat today, chewing on the small white teeth, watching Yuan Zhao do those things quietly beside her, her crescent-like eyes were full of smiles, and even the two eyebrows seemed to be happy.

The little fat man was very surprised and sighed: "Sister Lingzhi! Didn't you say that girls can't eat meat? Why did you eat so much today?"

Lingzhi seemed to be suddenly interrupted by some kind of thought, and suddenly blushed, and glared at him with disgust: "I want you to take care of it!" Little fat man, is it that if I don't screw you for a few days, my ears are itching again?"

Ma Xiaoqi shrank his head, as if he was a little afraid of Lingzhi's means, and concentrated on gnawing on the crab armor in his hand.

Yuan Zhao couldn't help but laugh secretly, Lingzhi caught a glimpse of his smile out of the corner of his eye, but he was also a little embarrassed, and shyly took two skewers of roasted meat and sat next to her mother.

The little boy in brocade looked up, a little envious of the warmth between them, and then turned his head to look at his uncle's group, but saw that those adults had no time to pay attention to a few children, and a group of people walked in a little away from there, and they were all nervously watching the fight between the two sides not far away.

It turned out that the kung fu of this tea, the two sides had already tried twice, but they were all victorious to those Huns, but fortunately, although they were arrogant, they also knew that this was in the land of the Han Dynasty, and they were just giving each other some flesh wounds, but they did not dare to kill their lives. Around like this, the places where those people were injured by the scimitar were already dripping with blood, and the sharpness of everyone here was greatly reduced.

Everyone can see that these Huns are definitely all masters of martial arts, with strange figures and powerful swordsmanship, and they are also superior in the grassland. Wang Hui was indignant in his heart, his gang was only used to rushing to kill in battle formations, how could they be the opponents of these Huns, looking back at the injured people, would they be willing to suffer this humiliation today?

Suddenly, I heard that Li Hu laughed again: "What? Is this what you Han warriors are capable of? That being the case, we, the warriors on horseback, the Prairie Eagles, are not victorious! ”

When the people were arrogant, they suddenly heard someone shouting angrily not far behind them: "Bah! Hun thieves, Hugh is rampant! Wait for the master to clean up your ....... ”

Everyone followed the prestige together, only to see more than ten zhang away, standing tall and short men and women, a young man took off his long clothes outside, dressed only in short clothes, held a sharp sword, threw the scabbard aside, walked straight over, squinted at Ye Li Hu and said: "You Huns, master, I only hate that I don't have the opportunity to fight in the field on weekdays, so I will teach you a good lesson today!"

It turned out that this person was the young guard named Gongsun Ao.

They watched from the side for a long time, and at first they thought that it was just that the two sides were fighting and fighting, and it was okay to fight, but then they saw that Wang Hui and the others were defeated one after another, and they heard that Li Hu became more and more arrogant, where could these young guards of Jianzhang Palace endure it! Although Wei Qing is serious, he can't help their sobs, and he is also angry in his heart, although he says that it is important to protect the safety of the little master, but he can't swallow this evil breath at this stall.

With his permission, Gongsun Ao was the first to jump out and draw his sword to attack the enemy.

Wang Hui was very grateful when he saw someone helping, and said, "The strong man is mighty!" Don't fall into the majesty of my big man, extinguish this liao's sharp spirit, just need a proud word! It's just that he is highly skilled, and he needs to be more careful. ”

Gongsun Ao returned the salute, "Your Excellency, please rest assured, you will live up to your expectations!"

Over there, he also looked at Wei Qing and the others, all of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, and they couldn't see any origin, but they saw that this young man was majestic, menacing, and disrespectful. I didn't think much about it for a while, and I turned around and asked, "Who is going to teach this kid a lesson?"

A person had already come out in response, threw off the sheepskin, jumped into the field, the knife shadow flashed, and he was in the same place with Gongsun Ao without saying much.

This person is also from "Flying Fire", his name is Canghuo, and his temperament is the most violent, and he can't help but itch his hands for a long time when he sees that his partners are all victorious in front of others. Seeing that the guy on the opposite side was sturdy and carrying an iron sword, he should be an opponent, so he rushed out and pressed with a knife, wanting to win as soon as possible to show his ability.

Gongsun Ao is not comparable to the ordinary martial artists just now, the martial arts have been taught by masters, and he has persevered from the snacks, and he is the highest in the ranks of guards in Jianzhang Palace, and what he lacks is only the experience of killing the enemy on the battlefield, so the two of them are fighting on a par, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while. That Canghuo martial arts is not weak, he can't fight for a long time, he is anxious in his heart, he wants his companions to win easily, and he spends a lot of time, doesn't it make people laugh? Then he shouted, the knife technique changed suddenly, the body walked with the knife, rolled to the ground, and for a while the grass blades seemed to have wind and sand, and a fierce intention went straight to the ...... Gongsun Aomian door.

At this time, it was past noon, the little fat man Ma Xiaoqi and the little boy seemed to be full, the warm sun was shining, and they looked a little drowsy, the world of adults was still far away from them, and they didn't know the danger of this world.

Yuan Zhao was a little envious of their current time for a while, although he was also a child in the eyes of others, this body could be relied on temporarily, but the heart that had gone through the vicissitudes of the world could never return to his childhood. Correspondingly, this heart, which is accustomed to seeing life and death, has long been numb to these fight scenes in front of him, what is the point of blood, injuries and death? It's pointless to fight and fight until the end is empty! On the contrary, it is this satisfaction between children in the purest form that he wants most now. Besides, these people in this world have nothing to do with him in the first place, and who lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

Belch...... It's not right, at least there are some people who have a bond in his heart, such as the little girl in a green dress over there, Lingzhi! Yuan Zhao laughed self-deprecatingly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small person standing beside him, and heard a voice in his ear: "Wow! It's so delicious, did you make this food?" The voice is immature with a Northland accent.

Yuan Zhao looked up and saw a figure wearing a fluffy robe standing in front of him, his little face was hidden in the plush, he looked a little black and thin, he didn't know whose child it was, he nodded, took a roasted leg meat from the grill and handed it to him, signaling that he could eat it, but the child seemed to be unrestrained, took it and smelled it first, it seemed to enjoy the aroma of this meat, and then tore off a strip with his teeth to taste it slightly, his eyes lit up, and he quickly gnawed a small leg and flesh clean, and licked his lips unsatisfied.

Yuan Zhao handed it to him again, but the child hesitated but didn't want it anymore, shook his head and said, "Eminem said that good things should be done in moderation, and not indulge in appetite...... The teachings of Eminem always have to be memorized by Yu Dan. ”

When Yuan Zhao heard him say this, he felt that this kid was sensible, and he looked at him a few more times, but when he saw the cowardly corners of his mouth, he couldn't help but say: "If you want to eat, eat again, your Eminem is not here."

He shook his head again, as if he had plucked up a lot of courage and said, "Brother, can you tell me a question?"

Yuan Zhao pursed his lips and motioned for him to speak.

But I heard the boy say, "Eminem is always unaccustomed to eating the food at home...... You make something so delicious, why can't my family bake it so delicious, can you teach me? ”

After speaking, a pair of eyes looked at Yuan Zhao with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly took out a small dagger in his satchel with his hand, and said with love: "I know that I can't ask for other people's things for nothing, I am willing to exchange this favorite knife with you, is it okay?"

Yuan summoned the dagger in the child's hand and the edge of the sheath and the handle were inlaid with several shining gems, and the handle was also made of yellow, orange and pure gold, which was obviously a very precious thing. He actually exchanged it casually, and he didn't care about it, he was a child of a rich family.

But this little child is quite filial.

Yuan Zhao smiled at him and said, "It's very simple, your barbecue is not as delicious as mine, because your family doesn't have this ......."

He took a bag wrapped in leaves from the bag and handed it to the child.

Yu Dan took it in surprise, opened it and saw that there was a small pile of fine powder inside, and there was a spicy fragrance at the end of his nose...... There was a salty taste, and it was the taste of salt!

This is a little fine salt that Yuan Zhao secretly refined with the soil method of the later generations when he was free some time ago.

It turned out that the salt of this era was not only scarce, but also primitive eating methods, for him, there was no way to endure it, therefore, he had to take out the soil refining and salt extraction method in later generations, and experimentally made a little bit, when he watched those large earthy yellow lumps slowly precipitate and solidify in the simple refining device that Yuan Zhao made out, and then watched a little bit of collection into a white and delicate powder in the pottery, Yuan Zhao took a sip and tasted it, although it was not pure, it was barely edible, And Mrs. Su, Qian Wu, and the others in Fan Xue Building, who had been watching all the time, were already dumbfounded. Seeing that Yuan Zhao said that it was done, everyone gathered around and tasted it a little, and they praised the magic, it turned out that the taste of salt can be so wonderful! After the study, it was unanimously decided to keep it confidential as a major source of revenue in the future. In this regard, Yuan Zhao just smiled, for him, it was just to avoid eating those tasteless meals, so he bothered to make these, not to mention that these were just small means, and when the time came, they would toss as they wished.

Naturally, this child named Yu Dan would not know these twists and turns, Yuan Zhao smiled at him and said, "This bag is my homemade seasoning, so I'll give it to you, but there are more but no more."

Yu Dan was stunned, it turned out that in the desert, deep in the grassland, salt has been a very precious thing since ancient times, and it is already a very grand etiquette to give people food and salt.

He lowered his head and slowly rewrapped the bag, cherished it and put it in the bag, and then handed the dagger inlaid with gold tongs and jade in his hand to Yuan Zhao, but the other party waved his hand and said: "I don't want your knife, it's useless for me to take it, the material bag just let you take it back and give you Eminem barbecue to use, let her praise you for being well-behaved."

Yu Dan was the first time to hear someone talk to him like this, and his heart felt a burst of warmth, he grew up in the desert and bitter cold northland, and his ears were full of cruelty and coldness, and the only thing that made him attached was his own Eminem, the gentle Han woman. But he knew that no one in the royal court had ever really respected her, and even his father did not have much warmth for her. Unexpectedly, in this foreign country, he heard a strange peer say such words to him, his hand trembled, but he insisted on stuffing the dagger into Yuan Zhao's hand, and said: "If you want to get what you want, you have to get it according to your ability, and if you don't have the ability, you have to pay the corresponding price in exchange, which is what the teacher taught me since I was a child."

Yuan Zhao heard this, and it was inconvenient to push it back, so he checked it in his hand, and it felt heavy, and it was really a golden knife.

Then I heard the boy say, "My name is Yu Dan, so, can you tell me your name?"

Yuan Zhao didn't care, and casually said his name.

That Yu Dan muttered a few times in his mouth, thinking that he remembered it, and looked up at Yuan Zhao again, but he bent down with his hand on his chest and bowed, and then got up and turned around.