Jun Anzhi returned to the house and looked inside and out, this dilapidated house with one bedroom, one living room and one kitchen.

There are about one or two catties of rice in the rice tank, and there is also a little bit of edible salt and oil, which is only enough for a week.

But there was not even a single grass in the kitchen, so it couldn't raise the fire.

Jun Anzhi is not surprised that Miss Gan Weiwei puts it in a modern kitchen, and he may not necessarily make a fire, let alone a kitchen with firewood in the countryside behind the village.

So she was kicked out of the house a week ago, and she was carrying such a little thing with her, and this stepmother was vicious enough.

Without hesitation, Jun Anzhi grabbed a few handfuls of rice and put them in a pig iron pot and washed them.

Then go out and pick up some dry firewood and come back, and make a fire to cook.

starved to death, Jun Anzhi was about to doubt his life.

The more he is mixed, the better, and the more she mixes, the more she looks like a beggar.

This must be the worst she's mixed up in so many worlds.

The rice was still cooking, and Jun Anzhi saw that a wild duck had just flown over the opposite mountain, which was estimated to be the nest of the wild duck.

Just more than ten meters away, Jun Anzhi wanted to try his luck.

Thinking of something, he acted, Jun Anzhi endured the discomfort of his body, and walked quickly to the small slope of the wasteland.

"No eggs?" Jun Anzhi searched under the Xiaolu slope for a long time, but he didn't see anything, and he was a little disappointed.

Because time is running out, the family is still cooking, and cooking in the countryside is not fully automatic like modern times.

When the rice is boiling, she has to remove the pot and pour out the excess water before it can be cooked.

If you don't use water, it's boiled into porridge.

Just as she was about to go back disappointed.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the grass on the left.

Jun Anzhi casually picked up a stone on the ground.

Could it be that the mallard that just flew away has returned?

Because there is a river behind being a little daughter-in-law, and this area is a wasteland, it is not surprising that you have to find food and come back.

Jun Anzhi slowly found the grass that had just made a sound, and the stone in his palm was ready to fly out at any time.

"Bang Bang ......"

Due to Jun Anzhi's approach, the wild duck finally flapped its wings and flew up from the grass.

The stone in Jun'an's hand came out of his hand.

"Bump!"

The small stone reached the duck, but due to the strength of the duck, when the duck fell from mid-air, it still struggled frantically on the ground, and was about to fly again.

"Quack......" The duck screamed and struggled to escape.

Jun Anzhi didn't want to pounce forward, and grabbed it dangerously.

"I almost let it run away, I can't even kill a duck without food, it's really insulting to my identity as a tenth-order martial god!"

Jun Anzhi grabbed the wild duck in his hand and weighed it, about three or four catties.

It's good that I'm able to eat enough without eating today.

"Oops, it's going to be mushy!" Jun Anzhi didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his head, so he walked back directly with the duck.

When she returned to the dilapidated house, the pot in which the rice was cooking had been opened, and the lid was crooked to the side.

Fortunately, the firewood under the pot has been burned, otherwise this meal would not have been eaten.

Jun Anzhi quickly opened the lid of the pot, but fortunately, the rice was not long boiling, and the rice was not mushy.

Holding two rags and carrying the ears of the pot, pour the excess water into a bowl, stir the rice in the pot evenly, close the lid, and Jun Anzhi re-ignited the low fire.

Don't burn too much fire, otherwise it will burn, only then will the rice be delicious.

After all of this, the computer was free to deal with the half-dead ducks she had thrown aside.

"Roast duck? Eight treasure duck? White-tracked duck? ......" several familiar names flashed through her mind.

"Forget it, you're already hungry with your chest against your back, so don't be poor anymore, just cut the duck for nothing!"

Jun Anzhi took the wild duck and threw it to the well, and glanced at the rice that was still burning.

This is the only pot in Gan Weiwei's house, and the duck has to be boiled to dry its feathers.

After about a few minutes, Jun Anzhi took out the only big bowl, put the rice into the sea, washed the pot, filled half a pot of water, and continued to boil the water.

In the process of boiling water, Jun Anzhi searched the whole house and found a rusty firewood knife.

This Xin Yihua's stepmother is also too ruthless, she kicked out of the house and let her live by herself, and she didn't even have anything decent!

And this Gan Weiwei is lazy enough, she has been kicked out of the house for several days, and she would rather be hungry than find a way to get something to eat.

She thinks she is still a big lady who comes to stretch out her hand for food and open her mouth.

Eighty percent of this woman was starved to death!

However, it is normal for this waste wood lady to starve to death......

Taking advantage of the time to boil water, Jun Anzhi found a stone outside and sharpened the rusty wood knife.

Since there were no bowls at home, I had to pick a few relatively large leaves, fix them with small branches, and shape them into bowls, and wait for the duck to be killed to hold its blood.

Duck blood is a treasure, and it can't be wasted.

Especially her current body, which is too weak, hit her when she just caught a wild duck.

pinching the duck's neck, Jun Anzhi ruthlessly cut off the throat of the wild duck and bled out.

Throw the duck's carcass aside after the water is over.

Soon, about ten minutes or so, the water boiled, Jun Anzhi took a wooden plate and poured the boiling water into the basin.

Bring the water to the well, put the duck in boiling water and blanch it evenly for a few minutes.

Remove, pluck the hair......

If the duck is not scalded with boiling water, it will be difficult to pluck the feathers from its body.

At least, like those bloody dramas, finding a river to kill and pluck the hair, Jun Anzhi felt a little difficult.

Because, the duck will moult, and every season it has to change its new feathers.

If you come across a duck that is changing its feathers, it is better to peel off the duck's skin.

Because those newly grown feathers are as short as human leg hairs, and they are numerous and difficult to pull......

After digging out the internal organs and processing the duck, Zheng Anzhi directly put the whole duck in the pot and covered it with a lid to boil.

At this time, she decided to go outside in the wasteland to see if she could pick up some spices.

After half a circle, I only found a few peppers, and some wild peppers.

These peppers are probably the reason why the locals don't like to eat them, and they are all wild.

After the baptism of the apocalyptic world, this civilization has regressed very much.

During this period, Jun Anzhi sorted out the memories in his mind.

Discover that this is a magical world.

Because there is no moral concept of marriage in this world at all.

Because, if a woman can "marry" more than one man when she reaches a certain height! Protected by law.

As for men, as long as you have money, you can also have three wives and four concubines.

Of course, a peasant family like Xin Yihua can afford to marry a daughter-in-law is already a matter of Amitabha.

"The world is crazy, and sure enough, there are many worlds, and there are all kinds of birds."

After Jun Anzhi clarified the rules of this world, he complained wordlessly.

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand it.

What is the end times? Everything has to be done to help him, morality is gone, and even human nature is tested.

This world has gone through nearly a thousand baptisms of immorality and bottomless iron order, and they have long been accustomed to it.