Su Qiao had medicine in his hand, and he was not hypocritical, so he directly bit it into his mouth generously, and his eyes lit up: "It turns out that the oil residue is so delicious." ”

It's fragrant and crispy, and it tastes great.

How did she not know before?

"Delicious, right? When I was a child, I used to eat this, and I always thought that this was the best thing I had ever tasted, especially the one with a little lean meat in the fat, and it was the best after it was fried. ”

"And this thing is the same as bacon, it can be stored for a long time without spoiling, and it can be carried around."

In front of outsiders, Ji Hanfeng, who has always behaved very obediently, has no anger on his body at the moment, and his smile is peaceful and content.

"Then you get more."

Seeing that she loved to eat so much, Ji Hanfeng immediately said: "Okay, I'll smoke and dry those fine meat and make jerky, and fry the rest into oil residue." ”

"Then I'll weave two rattan baskets out later, the kind with lids."

When it comes to eating, Su Qiao has never been ambiguous at all.

"Qiaoqiao, you're so good, you can do anything."

He is good at archery, he can do all kinds of strange traps, he can cure diseases, he can dispense medicine, and he is good at poison.

Now she can even weave something like a rattan basket, and I really don't know what else she can't.

By her side, he always felt useless.

"You're not bad either." At least I know how to run and steal the pot.

After eating barbecue for a long time, Su Qiao is also a little tired and wants to eat some stewed broth or something.

Unexpectedly, he mentioned it in the morning and complained, and this guy secretly ran to the old gang's camp to steal the pot.

It's okay, otherwise, I'll have to save him myself.

"Hehe, you continue to dispense medicine, I'll weave rattan baskets, I learned to weave bamboo baskets with the old man in the neighborhood when I was a child."

was suddenly praised, and Ji Hanfeng smiled a little silly.

Su Qiao didn't care: "That's okay." ”

Subsequently, one person dispensed medicine, and the other was busy weaving rattan baskets, and although there was no communication, the two occasionally looked at each other.

Especially the monsoon cold wind, from time to time, he would giggle in the direction of Su Qiao, making 444 want to cover his face.

Such a beautiful and handsome young man, a few days ago, he was as cold as a medieval aristocratic son, why did he become such a fool in just a few days?

What about the nobility of the good?

What about cleanliness?

Early the next morning, Su Qiao stretched his waist and went to the river to wash.

Seeing the little fish swimming and playing in the stream, she suddenly had an idea, and went back to the cave to get a small rattan basket and a handful of dried herbs.

As soon as Ji Hanfeng went to the nearby trap to inspect and came back, he found that Su Qiao was throwing fish into the rattan basket, so anxious that he threw the rabbit in his hand and quickly ran over.

Hugged the person away from the stream: "My aunt, can I call you aunt?" As long as you can stop a little, stay away from this fish and shrimp. ”

Didn't she just eat two bites of shrimp last time, and her allergies triggered asthma?

These fish and shrimp, can she touch them?

What if I have any more allergies?

"I'm fine, I'm not in the water."

As she spoke, Su Qiao happily pointed to the small pool she had surrounded with stones and said, "Look at it, you have fish and shrimp to eat at noon today, and a few big crabs." ”

She can't eat fish and shrimp, but he can.

You can't just keep him from eating just because you can't eat it, right?

Fish and shrimp are not only delicious, but also have a high nutritional value, so he has to make up for him, and he has lost a lot of weight during this time.

Ji Hanfeng looked at the huge fish corpses floating on the surface of the water, and was a little dumbfounded.

"Why is this all belly turning? You can't be poisoned, right? ”

Su Qiao smiled: "I'm not dead, I just fainted." ”

"Just fainted?" Can the fish still faint? Or is it collective?

Lewen