"This kind of thing that can kill dogs, if you want to eat it, I don't want it!" Feng Junyan slapped away the cake handed over by Feng Bing, his face full of disgust. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feng Bing stretched out that this kind of cake is made of rice flour, of course, you don't have to think that they can use rice flour to make refreshing rice noodles or cut flour or pastries. When there is no way to guarantee the material, it is good to be able to eat something, and the lower riba people at the bottom still want to learn from the official eunuchs Zhong Ming Ding food, it is better to wait for death directly.

"Although it has been more than 100 years since Zhuge Liang made steamed buns to worship the river god, the style of this cake has not changed much at all. Because the peeling is not sufficient, there is a layer of yellow-brown wheat bran on the rice flour, and the whole cake is simply messed up with shapes, and when steamed, it looks like a nest. Because it can be stored for two or three days, it is often necessary for home travel (mainly to escape for life). When eaten hot, this kind of cake can still be eaten. Although the grinding is not fine enough, it tastes very coarse, and there is no seasoning, and it is very dry to swallow, but it can still be eaten. But when it's cold, especially after a day or two in my arms, the hardness, the sourness is not too good.

Feng Junyan has actually not suffered any grievances in the past thirteen years, although he is only a second generation of the clan, but as a vested interest in feudal society (although it is the lowest level), as the heir of the clan under the patriarchal system, he has not had a bad life. Zhang Man, like all parents in Huaxia, gave the best he could give to his two siblings. From childhood to adulthood, the people around him respected him very much, and affectionately called him the young patriarch one by one, and even lived a better life than in his previous life. You don't have to do farm work or anything, you can open your mouth for food, stretch your hands for clothes, and you can study and practice martial arts every day. Although he doesn't talk about white rice every day, but when he talks about meat alone, he can taste game from time to time than he doesn't know how many times better than in his previous life. However, when Feng Junyan, who followed Feng Siji out for the first time, tasted this kind of cake that killed a dog, he was completely stunned. Feng Junyan, who was used to eating soft, fluffy, and sweet super-roasted buns, sauerkraut buns, and plum dried buns and meat buns in his previous life, when did he ever eat this kind of hard and deadly cake.

Feng Siji is the patriarch, but he doesn't have the idea of privilege, or the little patriarch of the Feng family is not qualified to engage in privileges, so they share weal and sorrow when they come out. On the march, it is impossible to have time to cook for you all the time, so many times you have to use dry food to satisfy your hunger. Thinking of swallowing this hard stone-like thing with water for the first time, if Feng Siji hadn't been staring at it from the side, so many clansmen would have looked at it, he would definitely vomit. Thinking of Ju Shuang on the night he ate this kind of cake for the first time, Feng Junyan didn't want to see this kind of thing at all. Unless he can't eat it, he can only wait for death, otherwise he will never touch this kind of big killing weapon again.

"Young patriarch, this is food." Feng Bing was taken aback by Feng Junyan's sudden movements, and when he saw Feng Junyan slapping the cake to the ground, he was directly distressed to death. Seeing that Feng Junyan didn't appreciate it, he could only swallow his saliva, then bent down and carefully picked up the cake on the ground, gently patted the soil on the cake, and then resisted the urge to take a bite and solemnly put it back in his arms.

"Where's the bow and arrow?" Feng Junyan didn't want to discuss this topic anymore, now that it was approaching evening, in this deep mountain and old forest, if he couldn't find a good place to spend the night, it was a question of whether he could survive tonight.

"Here, young patriarch, do you want to hunt? This bow and arrow was picked up yesterday on the battlefield. Originally, there were twenty arrows, but half of them had been used to shoot at the natives just now. Feng Bing took the bow off his body and handed it to Feng Junyan.

"Young Patriarch, this sergeant's bow is much better than our own, at least two stones. We don't have this kind of bow in our Feng family, and this one was given to me by Deng Baichang when I helped clean up the battlefield yesterday. It's a pity that Hachi can't see it anymore. After Feng Bing finished speaking, he remembered Xiao Ba, who had been comparing archery skills with him, and he was also sad. There are dozens of people, and there are only four of them left in just one month, and now there are only two of them left. I don't know if I'll be able to make it back alive.

"Alright, alright. Look at your expression, we're not dead yet. Now the important thing is to find a place to spend the night first, and come back after going to hunt some prey, otherwise we don't have to worry about us dying too. Feng Junyan didn't feel good when he saw Feng Bing's appearance, but he didn't want Feng Bing to see him sad.

The two people who turned their minds walked towards the lower place one after the other. Taiyi is on top, but fortunately, this is already the edge of the 100,000 mountains, and the terrain is basically hilly. The hills were not very high, so the two of them took turns to open the way in front and quickly climbed over several hills.

They were lucky to encounter no danger along the way. There were no venomous snakes, no pythons, no wolves and pigs, and not even a common beast except for the occasional snake or two or a bird or two.

"God, is this going to be unbearable with me? This is a rare dense forest, this is simply the mountain behind my house, okay? There is not even a big bird and beast" Feng Junyan, who was holding a bow and holding an arrow and had been ready to show off his skills, leaned against a pine tree, looking at the flying ass on his head and choked speechlessly.

"Young Patriarch, don't be discouraged, maybe it's because we've been chopping things, and the noise is too loud to scare them away." Feng Bing looked at the deflated Feng Junyan and whispered comfort.

"Am I discouraged? I'm too tired to take a break, do you understand? The combination of work and rest is not known at all. Feng Junyan didn't want to be underestimated by Feng Bing, so he stood up and continued to look for prey. Feng Bing's head was a black line.

Two more moments passed, and Feng Junyan's luck finally came.

"Young patriarch, pheasant, pheasant." Feng Bing stood behind Feng Junyan and carefully pointed to the grass fifty meters away in front of him, and whispered in Feng Junyan's ear.

"I saw it, I don't need you to be born." Feng Junyan carefully mounted the arrow. At this moment he was possessed by the base.

"Oh, that's a pity. Almost. Feng Bing looked at the pheasant who was frightened by Feng Junyan's arrow shot in the back of the pheasant, and said regretfully.

Feng Junyan glanced back at Feng Bing in disgust, and then walked over depressedly to find the wrong arrow.

"Young patriarch, young patriarch, it's Huang Lu, such a fat Huang Lu." After another quarter of an hour, a yellow monkey appeared in front of the two of them again.

Bend the bow and set the arrow. At this moment, General Feng Junyanfei was alive.

"Hit, hit. Young patriarch, shot. Feng Bing behind Feng Junyan danced excitedly.

One minute on stage, ten years off stage. Brother's arrows have not been practiced in vain over the years. An arrow hit Huang Lu's buttocks, Feng Junyan looked at Huang Lu who fell to the ground and screamed not far away after being shot, and glanced at Feng Bing behind him proudly.

"Why don't you go and get the prey back."

However, something surprising happened again, Huang Lu, who had fallen to the ground, actually stood up, and then struggled and ran into the dense forest. The two of them saw that the situation was not good, so they hurriedly rushed up with their knives.

"Hey, I was actually run away by it. It seems that the shot was too shallow, and the injury was not serious. It shouldn't be like this, it's obviously a two-stone bow, and it should be fatal with one hit at such a close distance. Feng Bing, who chased all the way along the bloodstains, and finally only found a bloody arrow, looked at the arrow in his hand and sighed regretfully, he did not doubt the archery skills of his young patriarch.

Behind Feng Bing, Feng Junyan heard Feng Bing's words to himself, and there was a black line in his head. Can I tell you that it's because I can't pull this two-stone bow at all, so it's the reason why it's run away? Feng Junyan, who was annoyed and angry, heard Feng Bing's inadvertent ridicule and became angry directly.

"You can do it, what are you sighing here?" Then regardless of Feng Bing's confused expression, he directly threw the bow and arrow on Feng Bing.

Soon, Feng Junyan was slapped in the face again, and only half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Bing let him know what strength was.

"Young patriarch, I fought until I was a silver pheasant." Feng Bing shouted behind him with joy on his face.

"Oh, there's another one here. The young patriarch and these two silver pheasants are a pair, and we have found what we have eaten tonight. Feng Bing listened to the two silver pheasants coming to Feng Junyan excitedly.

"Look how happy you are, what is there to be happy about beating a pair of silver pheasants. Do you know that you're messing up with a whole family? This pair of silver pheasants may still have children to feed at home, so what is there to be happy about you ruining the family alive? Do you know that Mencius once said: If you don't violate the agricultural season, you can't eat grain. A few grains do not enter the pond, and the fish and turtles cannot be eaten. The axe catty enters the mountains and forests at the right time, and the timber is not usable. You're so dry and you don't know it. Where did the little silver pheasant come from after you killed both of them? As soon as Feng Junyan wanted to start a tirade, Feng Bing blocked him with a word.

"Young patriarch, who is this Mencius?" Feng Bing looked ignorant.

"I, I, how many times have I told you. Let you read more, tell you to read more. Mencius, you don't even know Mencius. It's the sage who moved three times for him, and he knows no. Feng Junyan was choked by Feng Bing's words and couldn't speak.

"Actually let his aunt move three times for him, this guy is unfilial. Doesn't he know how much trouble it can be to move? Feng Bing obviously still didn't understand what Feng Junyan meant.

"You, you're really mad at me. How many times have I told you to read more and be literate. In the past, there was a big official who was illiterate, and others looked down on him, but then his aunt persuaded him to read and write, and after he read a lot of books, he became a respected official. You see, this is the difference between being illiterate, if you are illiterate, you will be looked down upon as a big official. Feng Junyan still wants to persuade again.

"Young patriarch, my mother said that I just need to listen to the patriarch and you. He is looked down upon because he is a big official, and I don't want to be a big official. Feng Bing looked at Feng Junyan and said as a matter of course.

"Young patriarch, don't think that I haven't read a book and lie to me, this silver pheasant obviously lays eggs in March and April, and now it's autumn, and the children can eat it, where do the children come from." Feng Bing, who had already spoken the right language of Feng Junyan, once again sent out a critical attack.

"Okay, okay, you know, I don't understand, right? Did you know that these pheasants usually come in groups of five or six? Now that you have killed this male, what will happen to the rest of the female? Let them stay alive or let them marry a new love? Feng Junyan was directly upset when he saw that Feng Bing dared to talk back.

"So what now?" Feng Bing was stunned when he heard that Feng Junyan actually covered such a big hat.

"What to do? Of course, it was to reunite their family. Now there are already two of them, so why don't you find the rest quickly. Feng Junyan looked at Feng Bing with hatred.

Young patriarch, you are so shameless, does the patriarch know about his old man? Looking at the serious Feng Junyan, Feng Bing really wanted to complain. However, due to Feng Junyan's obscenity, Feng Bing could only search around again.

In the evening, Feng Junyan and the others finally found a stream. When Feng Bing, who was carrying five silver pheasants, found the creek, he directly threw the five silver pheasants in his hand aside, and threw himself into the water alone. Feng Junyan was very happy to be able to find the water source. This creek is a great place to spend the night. Picking a handful of twists from the twist tree by the stream and putting them in his mouth, Feng Junyan began to prepare for the night.

"Young Patriarch, what are you doing?" Feng Bing looked at Feng Junyan, who was holding a wooden stick and was very wooden, and asked strangely.

"What are you doing, of course, drilling wood for fire. Otherwise, would we eat these things raw? Feng Junyan pointed to the silver pheasants that had been killed and strung together.

"But, young patriarch, I have flint here." Feng Bing took out a stone from his arms very innocently and said.

"You bastard, you have flint, didn't you say it earlier, are you trying to make a fool of me?" Feng Junyan, who was once again annoyed and angry, went straight away.

"It's all baked for you tonight, it's the price you pay for making a fool of me." Feng Junyan, who found an excuse, sat on the side and looked at the hard-working Feng Bing.

"Feng Bing, hurry up and put salt." Looking at the silver pheasant that was about to be cooked, Feng Junyan's saliva was about to flow out.

"Young Patriarch, we don't have salt. Salt is too expensive, and usually salt is at the patriarch's. Feng Bing told him a cruel truth.

"What! How can salt be expensive? This is Jiaozhou! Feng Junyan thought Feng Bing was joking.

"Young patriarch, the patriarch has green salt there, how can we usually have such good salt to eat." Feng Bing once again affirmed his words.

"But, I've always eaten snow-white salt." Feng Junyan didn't say this sentence in the end. Feng Bing won't lie to him, then all this can only be because of Zhang Man. Feng Junyan suddenly missed his mother and sister at home.

"Young patriarch, the meat is cooked and ready to eat."

"It's really unpalatable, who said that a barbecue can attract great gods and beautiful women and beasts, it's completely deceitful."

"Feng Bing, have you ever eaten called flower chicken?"

"What is called a flower chicken?"

"Anyway, you'll know when I make it later. I tell you, you ancients are really a waste of things, where can such a good thing come from? ”

"Young Patriarch, what should we do tomorrow?"

"There is a river not far from Jiuzhen City, we walked along the creek to the place where it entered, and walked back along the river directly back to Jiuzhen City. We are only a few hours away from Jiuzhen City, and we are only a day away. ”

"I'll listen to you, young patriarch."

Soon the two of them, who had eaten, took turns keeping vigil and passed the night peacefully, and nothing happened.