Jiang Xiaobai's face turned red, and he looked at Uncle Bao's vicious action of pointing his sword at Xia Ji, and then looked at his depressed hand, he gritted his teeth and said, "Can't live!" ”

Then he suddenly drew his sword, ignoring the Qingfeng sword that was hanging on his neck at the moment, pointed the sword at Xia Ji, and said, "I want to live." ”

Xia Ji nodded, just want to live, so he said: "Then don't think about anything messy, just think that you want to live, and other ethics and morals will be put aside." ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, understanding what Xia Ji said, and the iron sword in his hand was not easily put down.

Xia Ji put away his sword and walked forward, looked back at Uncle Bao and said, "Don't think too much." ”

Uncle Bao was stunned for a moment, understanding that Xia Ji was talking about himself, he smiled bitterly and looked up at Jiang Xiaobai.

found that Jiang Xiaobai was observing the sword in his hand and holding it tightly, "I want to live." ”

He looked back at Uncle Bao firmly, and then strode away with Xia Ji.

There seems to be something stable on his shoulders, and the whole person looks tall and steady.

Uncle Bao nodded happily, sure enough, the son needs to be forced to grow.

The three of them walked vertically, Jiang Xiaobai was vigilant in the center, Uncle Bao was observing the surroundings behind the tooth pad, Xia Ji took the lead in stride, it was almost dawn, and he needed to hurry up.

The grass and trees are deep, and there are ravines as far as the eye can see, reflecting the half-unknown moonlight that comes obliquely in the early morning.

Tired and carrying sleepy eyes, Jiang Xiaobai looked in the direction of Qi Guo and sighed deeply, buried his head and continued to hurry.

The burden of life squeezed this young man who had not yet experienced the separation of life and death, and it seemed that he had grown a lot overnight.

Uncle Bao also saw the dotted autumn frost on Jiang Xiaobai's body at this time, and the cold morning prompted him to speed up his pace and take a few steps to shake off the chill on his body.

After walking about three miles, it has been separated from the previous convoy, even if it is retrieved at this moment, I am afraid that Hua Niang will not be able to contain it.

Xia Ji patted the coldness on his body, rubbed his eyebrows, turned his head to Jiang Xiaobai and Uncle Bao and said, "It's dawn, let's eat something." ”

The two nodded, looked at each other's eyebrows, and walked to the woods by the side of the road to find an open place.

Xia Ji walked into the depths of the forest to find some game, Jiang Xiaobai followed him and occasionally listened to Xia Ji's words, picked a few mushrooms, dragged a few leaves, and carefully observed what Xia Ji wanted, which would be convenient in the future.

There are a lot of pine needles, mixed with occasional broad leaves, which are fluffy and soft under the soles of the feet, and the tender white mushrooms that occasionally emerge will always make Xia Ji's eyes shine, and he is busy calling Jiang Xiaobai to pick them.

After a while, Jiang Xiaobai's arms were already full of dense small mushrooms, various types of mushrooms were brown or white, fresh **, gathered together and occasionally exuded the aroma of grass and trees.

Xia Ji looked around, thinking that the three of them could not withstand such a long journey by eating mushrooms alone, she shook her head, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the small green buds emerging from the side, which looked particularly vibrant in the brown fallen leaves in her eyes.

Xia Ji hurriedly walked over, took a closer look at this thing turned out to be taro, remembered the taro soup he had eaten in his previous life, the thick color after boiling, and adding some of today's mushrooms must be delicious and sweet.

She squatted down, digging through the soft soil with the branches on the side, testing the shape of the fruit below, Jiang Xiaobai held the mushroom and looked at Xia Ji's behavior, a little curious about what this green thing was.

"Xia Ji, can you eat this?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked, although he is convinced of Xia Ji, he has lived in the palace for many years, and all kinds of mountain delicacies are at his fingertips, but he has indeed never seen this kind of thing.

"Yes," Xia Ji glanced up at Jiang Xiaobai, saw the curious look in his eyes, and asked, "Haven't you ever eaten taro?" ”

"Taro?" Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, a little fresh to hear these two words for the first time.

He watched Xia Ji take out two round objects from the dirt, this is the taro that Xia Ji said?

The soil shook off from above, and the brown and yellowish color exuded the fishy smell that had just come out of the soil, except for the little green above, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't understand where he could see what he could eat.

Do you want to bake or boil?

Jiang Xiaobai went back to the same place with Xia Ji with this question, and it happened that Uncle Bao came back with some branches from the other side, and then set up the pot and put some water in it.

Xia Ji sat down on the side, rubbing the soil on the taro, gradually revealing white marks, which contrasted with the emerald green above after removing the dark appearance.

"You go and twist the blacktie off under the mushroom." Xia Ji saw that Jiang Xiaobai was still holding the mushroom and looking at him blankly, and commanded directly.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, but he didn't know how to twist the black tip that Xia Ji said, Uncle Bao on the side stared at the mushroom in the arms of his son Xiaobai for a long time, and couldn't see what it was.

Even the taro that Xia Ji is dealing with is not clear.

He was a little skeptical that his erudition was correct, that there was such a thing to eat in the world, and he didn't even know it.

Uncle Bao put a piece of wood into the fire, which burned a little brighter, and then splashed sparks out of the air, and the water began to steam.

"Childe, I'll take a look at this." Uncle Bao tried to pull out a few mushrooms from Jiang Xiaobai's arms and observed them carefully.

The round lid was on top of the tender white and slender white core, a bit like an oil-paper umbrella in the market, and Uncle Bao tried to pinch the black pedicle under the mushroom, and then easily pulled it off with a twist.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he said, "Uncle, pick a few leaves from the side." ”

Uncle Bao nodded, stood up and walked a few steps, gently folded the broad leaves diagonally, picked a few yellow and green pieces and handed them to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai then asked Uncle Bao to spread it on the ground, then put the mushroom in his arms on the leaf, and pinched the two of them to pick off the mushroom blacktie in the same way as Uncle Bao's tooth.

A handful of mushrooms was quickly picked clean, and the two stared at the water in the pot, not knowing what to do next.

"Boil water and drink." Uncle Bao said to Jiang Xiaobai, and then took out the kettle and waited for water to drink.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the white mushrooms on the leaves, swallowed his saliva, and saw Uncle Bao looking at the water in the pot with his eyes open, and felt that something seemed wrong.

Xia Ji raised his head and smiled, raised his head and nodded at the mushrooms on Jiang Xiaobai's side and said, "Put it in." ”

Jiang Xiaobai answered, and carefully put the mushrooms into the pot, the mushrooms floated in the boiling water, floating and sinking, and you were shaking endlessly.

Then Xia Ji broke the two taro with his bare hands, broke them into several pieces, threw them in, covered a few leaves on top of the water, and patiently waited for the mushroom taro soup to come out.

The other two sat on their backs, as if waiting for the grand banquet to begin.

There was no extra salt in the soup, Xia Ji frowned, remembering that since Qi Country was a land of salt production, he didn't know if Uncle Bao would have salt on him.

"Is there any salt?" Xia Ji asked tentatively, not very sure that Uncle Bao had salt on his body.

"Yes." Uncle Bao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Xia Ji to ask if he had any salt, but since he had traveled a long distance, he still had to bring some necessary salt with him.

Uncle Bao opened the placket on the left side of his shirt, took out a small bag of fine salt from under his pocket and handed it to Xia Ji.

Xia Ji took it, and the appearance was very tight, and the stitches were fine, obviously in order to prevent leakage for long journeys.

When I opened the inside, the salt was white, and it was not at all rough as the salt that was sold on the streets when I passed through the small city before, and it was well made, obviously for the nobility.

Uncle Bao handed it over to himself so easily, Xia Ji obviously understood the inner meaning of his approach, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and nodded.

Protect him!

Xia Ji poured the fine salt into the pot, and handed the rest back to Uncle Bao, who shook his head and didn't accept it, and said, "It belongs to you." ”

Xia Ji nodded, and unceremoniously put the fine salt in his pocket.

Jiang Xiaobai watched the two of them come and go, not understanding what it meant, and focusing on the steaming soup in the pot.

When salt is added, the aroma of the food itself seems to come out, with a fresh and luscious flavor in the mountains and fields, which is refreshing.

After boiling for a while, Xia Ji lifted the leaves, and the wilted leaves were stained with water vapor, and they were thrown aside.

Then one person and one bowl, the hot and fragrant thick soup was full of pleasure, Jiang Xiaobai stared at the mouthful, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Uncle Bao picked up the bowl and gave a salute, Jiang Xiaobai also gave a salute, Xia Ji glanced at the two of them, and shook his head inexplicably, thinking about what kind of aristocratic bullshit this eighty percent is.

However, when he arrives in Qi Country in the future, he will inevitably rely on the two of them, and Xia Ji carefully observes the movements of the two to prevent mistakes in the future.

Finally, it's time to eat.

Xia Ji squinted slightly, enjoying the feeling of fullness in his stomach after a night of wind and frost, and the coldness inside was dispelled at once, and he involuntarily picked up the bowl and felt the heat.

"It's delicious." Uncle Bao sighed, stroked his beard, and looked at Xia Ji's gaze with some satisfaction and amazement.

"Childe, I'll take a look at this." Uncle Bao tried to pull out a few mushrooms from Jiang Xiaobai's arms and observed them carefully.

The round lid was on top of the tender white and slender white core, a bit like an oil-paper umbrella in the market, and Uncle Bao tried to pinch the black pedicle under the mushroom, and then easily pulled it off with a twist.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he said, "Uncle, pick a few leaves from the side." ”

Uncle Bao nodded, stood up and walked a few steps, gently folded the broad leaves diagonally, picked a few yellow and green pieces and handed them to Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai then asked Uncle Bao to spread it on the ground, then put the mushroom in his arms on the leaf, and pinched the two of them to pick off the mushroom blacktie in the same way as Uncle Bao's tooth.

A handful of mushrooms was quickly picked clean, and the two stared at the water in the pot, not knowing what to do next.

"Boil water and drink." Uncle Bao said to Jiang Xiaobai, and then took out the kettle and waited for water to drink.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the white mushrooms on the leaves, swallowed his saliva, and saw Uncle Bao looking at the water in the pot with his eyes open, and felt that something seemed wrong.

Xia Ji raised his head and smiled, raised his head and nodded at the mushrooms on Jiang Xiaobai's side and said, "Put it in." ”

Jiang Xiaobai answered, and carefully put the mushrooms into the pot, the mushrooms floated in the boiling water, floating and sinking, and you were shaking endlessly.

Then Xia Ji broke the two taro with his bare hands, broke them into several pieces, threw them in, covered a few leaves on top of the water, and patiently waited for the mushroom taro soup to come out.

The other two sat on their backs, as if waiting for the grand banquet to begin.

There was no extra salt in the soup, Xia Ji frowned, remembering that since Qi Country was a land of salt production, he didn't know if Uncle Bao would have salt on him.

"Is there any salt?" Xia Ji asked tentatively, not very sure that Uncle Bao had salt on his body.

"Yes." Uncle Bao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Xia Ji to ask if he had any salt, but since he had traveled a long distance, he still had to bring some necessary salt with him.

Uncle Bao opened the placket on the left side of his shirt, took out a small bag of fine salt from under his pocket and handed it to Xia Ji.

Xia Ji took it, and the appearance was very tight, and the stitches were fine, obviously in order to prevent leakage for long journeys.

When I opened the inside, the salt was white, and it was not at all rough as the salt that was sold on the streets when I passed through the small city before, and it was well made, obviously for the nobility.

Uncle Bao handed it over to himself so easily, Xia Ji obviously understood the inner meaning of his approach, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and nodded.

Protect him!

Xia Ji poured the fine salt into the pot, and handed the rest back to Uncle Bao, who shook his head and didn't accept it, and said, "It belongs to you." ”

Xia Ji nodded, and unceremoniously put the fine salt in his pocket.

Jiang Xiaobai watched the two of them come and go, not understanding what it meant, and focusing on the steaming soup in the pot.

When salt is added, the aroma of the food itself seems to come out, with a fresh and luscious flavor in the mountains and fields, which is refreshing.

After boiling for a while, Xia Ji lifted the leaves, and the wilted leaves were stained with water vapor, and they were thrown aside.

Then one person and one bowl, the hot and fragrant thick soup was full of pleasure, Jiang Xiaobai stared at the mouthful, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Uncle Bao picked up the bowl and gave a salute, Jiang Xiaobai also gave a salute, Xia Ji glanced at the two of them, and shook his head inexplicably, thinking about what kind of aristocratic bullshit this eighty percent is.

However, when he arrives in Qi Country in the future, he will inevitably rely on the two of them, and Xia Ji carefully observes the movements of the two to prevent mistakes in the future.

Finally, it's time to eat.

Xia Ji squinted slightly, enjoying the feeling of fullness in his stomach after a night of wind and frost, and the coldness inside was dispelled at once, and he involuntarily picked up the bowl and felt the heat.

"It's delicious." Uncle Bao sighed, stroked his beard, and looked at Xia Ji's gaze with some satisfaction and amazement.

Xia Ji squinted slightly, enjoying the feeling of fullness in his stomach after a night of wind and frost, and the coldness inside was dispelled at once, and he involuntarily picked up the bowl and felt the heat.

"It's delicious." Uncle Bao sighed, stroked his beard, and looked at Xia Ji's gaze with some satisfaction and amazement.