There was a burst of jubilation in the camp, and the Huns, who had been good at horseback riding for many years, were constantly looting. The great King Wuling of Zhao was forced by them to be cavalry and shooting, and soon after, Li Mu, a generation of military gods, would also command a large army to fight with them.

This little battle was like a speck of dust falling into the sea, and there was not a ripple at all.

Yun Yue was thrown high into the air, and then thrown up after falling. The soldiers of the Wu family did not hesitate to throw all kinds of beautiful words at him. However, there is a lack of words, and he is very good at boasting about cloud heroes.

"Brother, there is yours. This time I went back to meet the head of the house with my brother, I didn't say it, it won't be a problem to get a first-class guest with your ability. Maybe my brother will have to rely on you in the future. Wusun Ji Chang let out a hearty smile.

During the Warring States Period, from the wealthy families to the royal families of various countries, they all had the habit of raising customers. From Meng Weijun's rooster and dog thief, to Xinlingjun's stealing talisman to save Zhao, it is all mixed with the shadow of many doormen. The quality and quantity of customers are also important indicators to measure the strength of a force.

In this era, all the forces are gathering visitors. Naturally, there are also three, six, nine and other categories, and the more talented people are, the more advanced they will get. The Wu family is a pivotal family in the Zhao Kingdom, and presumably the first-class guest in the mouth of Wusun Jichang will not be treated badly.

Everyone was celebrating, some singing and wrestling. There are also shameless hugs and acquaintances to fight in the field. A camp in the good end was in chaos, and he was not afraid of the Huns coming back.

Yun Yue lay on the hay, drinking the last bottle of Red Star Erguotou in her mouth. It's the last drink of the 21st century, after drinking it. I said goodbye to the 21st century completely, farewell to my elderly parents, and my children failed to fulfill their filial piety. On the Huangquan Road, you walk slowly, and your son will raise you in the next life.

Farewell Xiaojing, may you entrust a single-minded person, and the white head will not be separated. Farewell, my comrades. In the next life, I will climb the peak with you again, don't be noisy......

The wine is in the bowels, and the fifty-two degrees red star two pot heads are not covered. A bottle of belly, Yun Yue was already drunk. The silver moon suddenly brightened, and the faces of relatives appeared in the sky. Yun Yue stretched out her hand to grab it, and the heavens and the earth suddenly rolled, and it was pitch black in front of her.

Just last night, Yun Yue said goodbye to the past, starting to be a noble person from today, to be a pure person from today, and to be a supportive person from today.

In the early morning, the chirping birds woke up the sleeping Yun Yue on time, and there was a sharp pain in the calf when she moved it slightly. A plate of fine salt was placed in front of him, and a bowl of gargling mountain spring was placed next to it.

Yun Yue carefully examined the splint on her lower leg, having broken her leg since she fell drunk from the ox cart that day. He began to live like a pig, basically reaching out for food and opening his mouth.

As soon as the grandmother saw that her grandson broke his leg and couldn't survive, she had cried and fainted countless times. Now he is lying on another ox cart to regain his strength.

I cleaned my mouth with fine salt, and then rinsed my mouth with spring water.

Nature during the Warring States period was horribly pure, and the fresh air in the morning seemed to automatically press into the lungs. Take a sharp breath and there is an indescribable pleasure in your chest.

The big bolt and the second bolt supported Yun Yue on the left and right, and used a soak of the reincarnation of grains as a gift to pay tribute to the new day.

The big bolt and the second bolt stand on both sides like humming two generals, if you don't tighten your nose from time to time, it would be better. Anyway, Lao Tzu really stinks so much?

Hit the two rammers a few times with a cane, and he didn't know how to hide when he shit. Lao Tzu is not Ah San, so Lao Tzu almost can't pull it out.

Breakfast as usual lamb bone soup, scallion pancakes. Anyway, if you know how to eat noodles, you won't eat scallion pancakes every day, and your stomach can stand it when you always eat such greasy things early in the morning? Doesn't it mean that the ancients were industrious and wise? I don't know how to work around at all.

Wusun Jichang is lazier than himself all day long, he can sit and never stand, and he can lie down and never sit. I still say that my back hurts all day long, and my mother's dozen vixens can they not hurt when they wrap around their waists every day?

Ignoring this horny bastard, Yun Yue felt self-reliant to solve the food problem. Fortunately, it was the leg that hurt the fall instead of the hand, otherwise Yun Yue would have died of depression.

The two dogs carried Yun Yue and began to patrol, followed by a group of bouncing little girls. The uncivilized world is full of treasures, and wild onions grow fat. This is good, with a wave of the big hand, the little girls have a basket of dishes each.

Xiao Bai jumped on Yun Yue's legs, and a black particle on the white hair made Yun Yue very interested. Sichuan pepper, this thing also has it? Seeing that her brother was puzzled, Xiaoya pulled his sleeve and pointed forward. Damn, it's a big pepper tree.

The little girls wanted to pick it, but Yun Yue gave an order. The dog-legged bolt stabbed the firewood knife, and the whole plant was cut down and dragged back.

He injured his leg, so he became the commander-in-chief. The big bolt has a lot of strength, so it's good for you to chop the stuffing. Pick a large piece of good mutton, and you have to be fat and thin. The lean meat alone is too chai.

The second bolt goes to the noodles, which is also a hard work. Let this bastard wash his hands first, his mother just saw him pay the water bill and didn't even wipe his hands.

As for the bolts...... This thing is young and can only be responsible for lighting the fire.

The family was commanded by Yun Yue, and when the stuffing was done, Yun Yue personally adjusted the pepper water. While pouring it, put two spoonfuls of fine salt in it, and grabbed the second plug to let him taste the saltiness. This product "bang" dug a spoonful and sent it to his mouth, and said it was delicious. His mother's raw meat is delicious with an egg.

A wooden board turned into a panel, and a lump of white noodles was rolled into strips by Yun Yue. Then he pulled it off piece by piece, patted the flat rolling pin with his hand, and quickly turned around, and a thin dough with a thick middle appeared in his hand, holding the dough to wrap the red, red, white, white, green and green filling.

It's done, and the craftsmanship is not lost. Eighteen pleats of thin skin and large filling, big buns filled with mutton and fresh onions. After a while, let them eat until their tongues swallow it.

After steaming for half an hour, a pot of freshly baked mutton buns is ready. took a bite of corn porridge, and Yun Yue took a bite. Just two words, comfortable. If there are two more cloves of garlic, it will be the best in the world.

The little girl was so hot that her hands were back and forth, and she was steaming while eating hot buns. It's not just her, but the girls of all sizes are all out of shape. The aunt and aunt were embarrassed to grab it from the children, so they had to wait for the next pot. Yun Yue clearly saw that her aunt swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. The sound of "grunt" is clearly audible, and the sound is still in my ears.

As soon as he brought the bun to his mouth, the white shadow flashed, and the bun in his hand disappeared. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a little white tiger snatching food and burrowing into the grass with a bun in his mouth. The bolt let out a howl to protect the food, and a scurry chased after it.

Da Bolt pointed to his brother's figure and laughed, feeling light in his hand. Looking back, Wusun Jichang's cheeks squirmed like a groundhog. The white and big bun in his hand has disappeared.