He held the roast chicken, and then looked at the young man who was digging in the medicine basket, and vaguely, he saw that she seemed to have torn open a net and grabbed a pheasant from it.

"Now, Brother Lu, please leave it to them to deal with, you can roast it for Uncle to eat." Feng Jiu handed the fluttering pheasant to Lu Jiming on the side.

Lu Jiming glanced at Feng Jiu, took it and handed it to the people behind him, and handed it to them.

An old man in gray stepped forward, glanced at the basket, and asked, "You put the pheasant inside, the herbs in it should have been trampled on."

Vaguely, he saw some messy herbs and a black net, because the light was dim at night, he couldn't tell what herbs were inside, and as for the black net, he ignored it as an ordinary net.

"It doesn't matter, it's just some ordinary herbs, washed and dried can still be used, and besides, I plan to take it to the city to sell it, even if it doesn't look good, it's worth a few bucks." She smiled as she sorted out the contents of the basket before placing it behind her.

"Uncle, come, just give it to me, I can eat it when it's hot." She gestured to the roast chicken that had only one left.

"Give." Master Lu handed it to him, and when he saw that he opened it and put it on the fire with branches to roast, he said, "Otherwise, don't want it, let them roast some hot, and it will taste better." ”

Feng Jiu flipped through the branches of the roast chicken in his hand and said, "No, no, I'll just eat this." ”

Seeing this, Master Lu didn't say more, but when the roast chicken in Feng Jiu's hand was heated, the fragrance came out, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled it: "Your roast chicken smells very good."

"If you live in the mountains, you have to have this craft, otherwise you won't be able to eat good things." Feng Jiu said with a smile, looked at Master Lu next to him, and said, "This is what I have eaten, I won't give it to you, wait until I'm done eating and help you roast that pheasant."

"Hehehe, okay." Old Man Lu nodded in response.

So, after Feng Jiu finished eating, she took the processed pheasant and roasted it, and when she was about to add seasoning to the pheasant, a man asked: "What did you add" and then vigilantly wanted to snatch the spice bottle in her hand.

Feng Jiu narrowed his eyes, and the branch he was holding in his other hand was directly drawn to the man's outstretched hand, only to hear a loud sound, accompanied by the sound of the man gasping for air.

"Hiss"

The man instinctively withdrew his hand, stared at Feng Jiu with a pair of tiger eyes, and then stretched out his hand to look, only to see a red mark floating on the back of his hand, and he was even more angry: "You kid dare to hit me" His hand was twisted into a fist and was about to swing towards Feng Jiu.

"Presumptuous"

Master Lu next to him shouted in a deep voice, with a coercion of the superior in his voice, which shocked the man's heart, his eardrums hurt, and he involuntarily withdrew his hand and lowered his head, taking a step back.

Master Lu swept his eyes and taught: "It's really getting more and more unruly, and I won't retreat."

"Yes." The man glared at Feng Jiu with some indignation, and then lowered his head and retreated.

"Little Brother Feng, don't be surprised, they are also worried about my body." He said with a smile, looking deeply at the young man next to him, a little surprised by the scene where he had just slapped his entourage.

After all, that speed is unbelievably fast. Remember to read it: convenient for next time, or.