Of course, this little thing is not enough to find the most elite soldier of the republic.

Wen Dao glanced around a few times, and immediately locked on a plantain forest halfway up the mountainside, flew up, and pulled three banana leaves back.

The so-called red cherry and green plantain are poetic, but when the belly is hungry, where is it worthy of the fragrance on the leaves at this moment, spreading a pot of spicy soup on the top, bowing your head and eating and drinking the sea, which is more pleasant and wild?

In the blink of an eye, only a few rolls were rolled, and a bowl made of banana leaves was filled with oily paste soup, as if the rice dumplings had just been handed to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman still wanted to let go, but the extreme hunger in her belly, and the brother who was still lying on the ground in the distance, made her just hesitate for a moment, took the banana bowl and turned around and handed it to the girl on the side, and gestured in her mouth:

"Sister, you bear with it first, go and help my brother feed him first, and then you come over to eat."

The girl agreed, and staggered away, and the beautiful woman snatched the remaining banana leaves a little shyly, and made them there for a long time according to the style of a literary knife, but she didn't have a clue.

Wendao shook his head from the side, and sat down in his heart that this woman was really a lady who was not diligent, so he had to grab back the banana leaves, make a bowl-shaped shape in three or two clicks, and fix the four corners through the sticks, and then scoop out a ball of paste soup and put it in, and handed it out again with a smile.

"Let's eat, although the noodles are a little different, the taste is really good."

"Thank you, thank you, Childe-"

The beautiful woman's face flushed, but she did not hesitate at all, and blessed the sword, twisted the so-called bowl into her hand, and then turned sideways and began to swallow heavily.

Seeing the young beautiful woman eating with her back to eat, Wen Dao couldn't help grinning.

This Ming woman, sure enough, is still a little particular about when and where. Thinking about those savage girlfriends around me in the past, it's a different kind of chic.

Just as he was thinking, a few stinking guys came over like hungry wolves, staring at the cauldron with green eyes, and the Adam's apple went up and down. However, Liu Qiu, the leader, was still quite sober, and he was pressing everyone all the way, and his short body almost "squatted" and moved over.

However, seeing that only Wendao was the only one in the audience who hadn't eaten it, these guys were also interested, holding a broken bowl in their hands, and they couldn't help but ask for it.

are all guests, tobacco and alcohol are not separated, and the knife is not verbose, directly pointing to the cauldron:

"If you want to eat and do it yourself, Lao Tzu has already volunteered to be a cook for you, and it is very interesting to be the battalion commander."

"Battalion commander, cook?"

Liu Qiu was obviously shaken by these two words, but his mind was obviously not on this, so he shook his head and pounced:

"Childe's food, one bite is enough to taste for ten years, but I don't dare to eat more. Childe, the little one didn't want to eat more and occupy more. I see that there is still more than half of this pot, and I don't know what the next road is, why don't I wait for my son to put it away first, and then take out the food when he is hungry? ”

"Whatever you-"

Wendao was the last to eat, and his mouth was echoed by the "pig food" he said, so he quickly waved it casually, but immediately added:

"Oh yes, this dog food has another benefit, when it cools and solidifies into a ball, it tastes good when cut and eaten. But first, leave a bowl for the chick. ”

Wen Dao said, pointing to the beautiful woman who was feeding her brother in the distance.

When Liu Qiu heard this, his eyebrows immediately fluttered, and after quickly dividing a bowl, he waved his stick to drive away a few accomplices who tried to rush to serve the pot, and it was not too hot, so he directly carried a large pot on his shoulder, and waited until he was on the road before putting down the replacement and lifting it.

After gobbling it up, Wen Dao also concentrated all his energy on the road.

In any case, although the tide of chaos has passed all over the mountains, who knows if it will pop up again.

If all of a sudden, the mountains are full of thieves, and he can only flee in the wilderness.

"By the way, Liu Qiu, you just said that your cottage was also affected by the hungry people, do you know what banner these homeless people are fighting?"

When Liu Qiu heard this, he suddenly looked sad and angry, grabbed a handful of grass roots and bit them in his mouth:

"Childe doesn't know where these calamities who only recognize food and silver still need to look at their banners. There are only these demons on the left and right, what is the king, Cao Cao and Zhang Xianzhong, who is not out of Yunyang. Phew, on weekdays, I play all the things that are free of charge, and I have food with King Chuang, but it's all bullshit. They killed the officials and soldiers, they also killed the green forest, and they killed the people without mercy. ”

Seeing Wendao slowly frowning, Liu Qiu suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly smiled:

"I'm sorry Childe, it's not a smack, a smack, a smack."

Wendao picked the corner of his mouth noncommittally, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and followed up unceremoniously:

"Seeing you so indignant, I'm in a trance. Didn't you say that the bandits were a family, why did they fight all the way, and even your cottage was indiscriminate? ”

Before the words fell, the girl on the side suddenly sneered:

"Childe, don't be deceived by them. The homeless people called, and the black pressed a group of people, and they didn't dare to open the cottage to greet them, so they were blacked out. Well deserved, retribution! ”

"You little girl, believe it or not, I'll strip you naked and throw you into a cave as soon as it gets on the road after dark?"

Probably full of food and drink, plus Wen Dao has been smiling all the time after putting down the eight people who were beating, a black-faced man instinctively scolded, and the big slap was raised, but he was quickly dragged by the people on the side, and alluded to the Wen Dao.

Wen Dao saw it in his eyes and unexpectedly ignored this picture.

"Liu Qiu, if the journey goes well, if we go to the county seat, when can we rush to the county seat at the earliest?"

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Qiu still looked up at the sun, and then picked up another thatch and threw it into his mouth, chewing while thinking:

"Definitely not today, Childe, unless there is a horse, it will only be possible until noon tomorrow at the earliest."

The yellow-faced Li Ji looked at the literary knife and interjected coldly:

"Does Childe really have to go to the county seat? The villain is a rectum, anyway, he has already shot an arrow at the son, and he will die left and right in the future, so just say it. With the son's outfit and short hair on his head, even if he arrives in the county seat and does not enter the city gate, he will definitely be taken by the government and eaten a killing stick first. ”

Someone picked the head, and the bandits, who had been holding back for a long time, suddenly became eager to try, hiding behind and chattering:

"Yes, son, it's really not a good idea to go to the county right now."

"Childe, now the county seat is a sea of fire."

"Childe ......"

In the hustle and bustle, Wen Dao couldn't help but be entangled, opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding peaks in confusion, shook his head and said:

"I'm not familiar with the place, if I don't go to the county seat, where can I go?"

When Liu Qiu heard this, he opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, but for some reason he suddenly shrank back.

You can go to the cottage, but now it's even more miserable than not going.

Not to mention anything else, it turns out that there is still something to eat in the village. Now, hum, except for those who were hacked to death and taken away, the rest are either the old, weak, sick and disabled, or the top in the village, and I am afraid that the food and drink have long been exhausted by them.

In this way, as long as the damn tide of riots has passed, maybe going to the county seat is really a way to live.

Anyway, the city is better than the leaky cottages, right?

"Childe, let's go to the county seat, you can always turn out three melons and two dates in the cracks in the corners of the wall to fill your stomach, which is far better than drinking the northwest wind in the wilderness here."