Origin Xiaolin Chapter 245 Uncooked meat
Some men in dirty underwear were talking under the night sky around the bonfire in front of the yurt. While talking, they seemed to be on guard against something, and even when they spoke, they were a little suppressed and didn't dare to laugh out loud.
"Daddy Yu, master... Why hasn't you come back, master? It's so late, why haven't you come back yet..."
A young man with a strip of wounded cloth wrapped around his shoulders on his bare body said to the little old man sitting in front of the campfire next to him, skewering lamb with a branch, and roasting it. The words are not worry-free, but he has always been worried in his heart since he called. looked at the people around him, and he had heard about it in the pass, but he was really afraid.
"It's going to be fine. Then please go to our lord.. To see what is not competitive... He is the son of Da Danyu. Didn't you see the person who came to invite our lord, he came to us some time ago, and asked the lord for a box of silk and satin materials? He came to invite our lord to go, he must have entertained the lord, don't worry so much. ”
Although the little old man said so, he roasted the mutton in his hand, and he was a little absent-minded. But when he saw the young men around him, after listening to his words, they all more or less disappeared, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the sadness that the old man had not returned so far. But then he secretly said in his heart, why hasn't the master come back yet? What Chuanzi said is not unreasonable... Even if that person wants to entertain the master, it's so late this day, why don't you have a letter?! If the old man was left behind by that person, he should also send someone to report the news! Why don't you even have a message? Ay! I should have gone with my lord at that time! But, but the old man didn't let himself follow! I'm going to have to let myself stay and watch these kids... I'm afraid that these boys, when they and the master are not there, something will go wrong... What the master said is also right! After all, these boys have been here many times before, but after all, this is not Kannai, and I am sure in my heart...
Listening to the words of the little old man, the young man with a wound on his shoulder gradually lost some of the sorrow in his heart. But from time to time, however, he turned his head to look at the meadow not far ahead. I'm still a little relieved that I can't get rid of the master.
"Come on! Come! Come! Let's try this lamb roasted by your father! Ha ha! It's not your father Yu who blows it! My roast lamb is also a bit famous! Try them all! Try them all! Chuanzi, come! You kid has a wound on his body. This first piece of mutton will be distributed to you! ”
The little old man was not too hot to talk. He stretched out his hand and peeled off the first piece of mutton on the branch in front of his head. The mutton fell into the wooden bowl that the young man beside him was holding in his hand.
"Yu, Daddy Yu..."
"Huh? What's wrong? ”
The little old man was roasting his branches, and after the first piece of mutton was distributed to the young man who was sitting beside him. Then he stood up and divided the mutton on the branches to the other men sitting around the campfire. But the meat division heard the words of the young man who had given him his first piece of roast mutton, and called him from the back.
The young man with a wound on his shoulder, looking at the little old man in the wooden bowl, the piece of roast mutton that he had just given him, said with a little embarrassment: "Daddy Yu.. You mutton, what's the matter, why isn't it cooked? There is still blood on the skin of this flesh..."
"Hey! What do you kid know? It's called, it's called... Uncooked meat! Haven't you seen anyone here, no matter what they cook or bake, they all eat without cooking? We're here now, and of course it's like this food. Besides, can your father Yu lie to you? My roasted mutton, even if it is not cooked, it is delicious! What are you still doing? Eat it! ”
The men who sat around the bonfire for a while, but they all didn't move their mouths to eat after the little old man gave them a piece of "uncooked meat" for each of them. Instead, they all looked at the injured man who asked about the little old man's words. But it was as if they were waiting for the injured man to take the first bite.
"Chuanzi, you kid eat first. Let them see, is this roasted undercooked meat delicious? Hey! It's like I'm lying to you. Even our lord likes to eat my old man's leftovers, roasted uncooked meat. It's just that when I'm in the gate, I don't show this hand for a long time. Besides, we don't like this way of eating. If you let others show it, you might even get into some trouble. ”
As he spoke, Lao Yutou gave a piece of "uncooked meat" to each of the men sitting around the bonfire. Then he sat down again next to the young man named Chuanzi. Immediately carrying the branches of the tree, some of the remaining "uncooked meat", Xiaoyan looked at Chuanzi with a wooden bowl with some expectation.
looked at the strange glances that everyone around him threw at him. Looking at the piece of undercooked mutton in the wooden bowl in his hand, it was still steaming hot and bloody. Chuanzi had no choice but to reluctantly, and finally took a bite to the "uncooked meat" of the wooden bowl.
"What's going on?"
"It's really, really delicious!"
Seeing that Chuanzi ate his own grilled "undercooked meat". The old man hurriedly asked Chuanzi. The people around the bonfire saw Chuanzi eating Zhenghuan while talking, but they were all undoubtedly worried about eating, and their father, Yu, gave them the "uncooked meat".
The old man smiled slightly, and also bit at the remaining "uncooked meat" on the branches. In fact, where would he bake some "undercooked meat". The name of this "uncooked meat" was also made up by himself just now. It's just that I'm worried about the old man, so I can't roast the lamb on the branches. But he couldn't say clearly that his mutton was really undercooked. Instead, he told a lie, saying that he learned from the people here. Hey! But I'm not wrong, people here just like to eat, grilled half-cooked meat.
But looking at these boys, they ate with relish, and the "uncooked meat" they roasted by themselves looked like. In addition to the "uncooked meat" that I also ate and baked myself... I also think that my "undercooked meat" is really good, and it is even better than the roasted one...
still eats the old remnants of the "undercooked meat" on the branches. Inadvertently, he also looked towards the dark meadow in the distance. Although his face was still as usual on the surface, at this time his heart also began to ponder... If the master never comes back... What should I do? Did you go to the one who brought them here, Lord Wolf Ran named Solbusu, just in case?
But although he knew that the wolf-lord named Solbusu lived there. But the place where he lives is really not close to here! And it's a wolf-like place! If you act rashly and without permission... Don't make any trouble!
But his master is a big single Yu, who dares to do something to the people around him? And the person who came to invite the master away during the day was still the son of Da Shan Yu. A few days ago, I came to see the master. And the old man seems to be very happy that this son of Da Shan Yu can come to him for help. I told myself a lot of things that I didn't understand very well... Come to think of it, the old man and the man are in the daytime, and if you go to see what kind of competition you don't try, there shouldn't be anything wrong... But why hasn't you come back yet? Hey! If something really happens to you... Those of them who came here with the master...
"Come on! Come! Come! Don't keep eating your father's uncooked meat. Isn't there still wine? Drink it all! Drink it! Hey! Although this wine is not as good as ours, it is not bad~"
As he spoke, the old man said to the men around him who were also sitting around the bonfire. As his words came out, the men who were sitting around the campfire all began to drink, some of the wine in their skins.
The old man who took a sip of cow drink in front of the sac mouth, after smacking his mouth at the bar. Then he ate his "uncooked meat" roasted on the branches. Under his leadership, everyone around who had a quiet atmosphere also drank their wine. The noise of the speech was much louder than just now, and there was less taboo and fear of the Hu tribe in a foreign place.
Seeing that everyone around him was no longer like just now, Lao Yutou said to Chuanzi who was sitting beside him, drinking the wine in his skin bag and kept saying: "You kid should drink less, the injury on this shoulder is not healed!" Don't be too greedy. ”
Chuanzi smiled and said to Lao Yutou: "It's nothing! Nothing! Isn't it just some drinks? The wound on my shoulder is already scarred, and it won't break. ”
The old man is still a little worried, and he keeps drinking Chuanzi. So he said to him: "It's better to be careful! Your father Yu has seen that he was scratched by a good beast in the forest, and the wound was scarred and finally broke, and he contracted a fever and died. This wine is not only hot, but also very strong. You'd better drink less, kid! ”
Chuanzi also knows Daddy Yu, and this is all for his good. And when I heard that Daddy Yu had seen that after being injured by an animal, the scar was finally broken, and he contracted a fever. But he really had some scruples in his heart, so he didn't drink more of the wine in the skin.
There are not many people who can survive this fever! If you can't stand it, you will definitely be burned alive by that evil heat! How can a man who is strong and not sick, but whoever gets this fever will also die for a lifetime...
"Yes, sir! It's the master who is back! Daddy Yu! It's the master who is back! ”
I don't know if it's the sharp-eyed one who is close to the bonfire, but in the dark night in the distance, I found someone coming gradually. As a result, when he noticed that the figure vaguely looked like his own master, he shouted loudly to the old man who was near the bonfire and everyone else.