Shi Zhiyi's Demon Emperor has a large enough space for rings, and he will leave Yunqi City for at least two years, and at most three or four years, so before leaving, let the housekeeper in the house prepare a lot of clothes, boots, torches, dry food, water and other daily necessities, no matter whether it is useful or not, but whatever can be seen on the market, he will bring some to be prepared.

In addition to these commonly used items, even salt, grease and various spices and sauces have also prepared a large jar, and the amount is enough for Shi Zhiyi to open a small restaurant.

Although Shi Zhiyi's cooking level is not very good, after all, he has been crawling and rolling on the Yueyin Grassland for a year, and he will naturally often hunt some game to satisfy his hunger, and it is not a problem to roast a pheasant or hare.

At first, the two of them just made a fuss in the hut, cutting the meat, making a fire to cook the bloody parts, and adding some salt, but after a few days, they found that there was no one to take care of them, so they gradually indulged in it, and the cooking location was shifted from the inside of the house to the outside of the house.

On this day, the lunch delivered by the Rilian tribe was the hind legs of an unknown animal, and it was still a small piece of charred in one place, and the other parts were bloody and blurred. The two of them were accustomed to it, and they did not care, so they only cut off the scorched place, then found a flat place, picked up some dry branches, and started a fire.

Shi Zhiyi brushed some grease and sauce on the outside of this hind leg, cut a few cuts in the thick part of the meat, stuffed some spices into it, and roasted it on the fire. He was not distracted at this time, so he roasted it very carefully, and in a short time the skin of the meat began to turn golden brown, and from time to time the fat dripped in the campfire, splashing golden flames.

Looking at the hind legs that began to waft out a rich aroma, Lord Yining's stomach was already screaming, looked up at Shi Zhiyi, and found that he was still turning the branch in his hand without distraction, and didn't seem to hear it, so he stuck out his tongue and put his mind at ease.

After another stick of incense, when the whole hind leg was finally roasted on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside, Shi Zhiyi let out a sigh of relief and raised his head. And the gaze of the county lord of Yi Ning finally temporarily left the hind leg and Shi Zhiyi, preparing to find a weapon in his amber space ring to cut meat and eat.

However, when the two raised their heads, they couldn't help but froze.

Inside and outside the fence of the entire No. 79 area, I don't know when, it was already densely packed with Jing Barbarian people, and at a glance, I am afraid that there are hundreds of people.

These hundreds of clansmen all stood like tree stumps, their eyes looking directly at the roasted golden oily hind leg in Shi Zhiyi's hand.

It stands to reason that there are so many strong men around him, and it is impossible for Shi Zhiyi not to notice it. But perhaps he was too serious and engrossed, or maybe after a few days, he thought there would be no danger here, so he let his guard down...... All in all, Shi Zhiyi didn't notice their arrival at all.

Not to mention the county lord of Yining, her eyes were either staring at the golden hind leg or at the side face of Shi Zhiyi, who was seriously roasting, and she didn't pay attention to the movements around her at all.

Among these hundreds of people, there are naturally companions from the Piji tribe, but many more live nearby or pass by and are attracted by the aroma of barbecued meat. They naturally recognized what the Terran boy was in his hands - in an area of the same color, everyone's diet was basically the same.

Most of them had just eaten it, but looking at the color and rich aroma of the hind legs in the Terran boy's hands, and thinking back to the food they had just eaten, they couldn't connect the two anyway.

The Jing Barbarians don't have much research on diet, but this doesn't mean that they can't tell the difference between good and bad food, it's just that they have eaten the same thing since they were young and have become accustomed to it. When I saw Shi Zhiyi's barbecue at first glance, I found out for the first time in my life that the original food could still be made like this!

Some tribes of the Jingman tribe also had Terran slaves, and the men were usually sent to mine or do some heavy manual work, while the women were assigned to cook and sew. However, firstly, there can be no kinds of spices, spices and other things in the wild forest, and the cooking method is nothing more than boiling in white water or roasting in fire, and secondly, the way of cooking is to pay attention to the state of mind, and when the mood is peaceful and stable, the food will be extraordinarily delicious.

As slaves, it was common for those women to be beaten and scolded every day, and they were always worried about whether they would survive until the next day, and how could they be in a good mood to cook with their hearts?

Lord Yi Ning looked at these hundreds of pairs of eyes that were filled with a strong appetite for the roasted meat in his hands, and he forgot how to eat for a while. It was Shi Zhiyi who took the hind leg from her hand, cut the two thickest and fattest leg meats, and handed them to Yi Ling with the tip of his sword, and then cut the rest into small pieces and handed them to the Su Gu brothers and a few companions of the Piji tribe he knew.

Watching them gobble up the pieces of meat in their hands, with a look of amazement and unfinished thinking, as well as the flaming expressions in the eyes of more onlookers, Shi Zhiyi smiled helplessly and shouted to the crowd: "Who still has it in their hands, I can help re-roast it"

Most of the Jing Barbarians present had already finished their lunch, but there were also a few who had not had time to eat due to various reasons, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard Shi Zhiyi's words, and handed over their bloody hind legs, attracting jealous eyes from the surroundings.

Shi Zhiyi spent an afternoon baking more than twenty hind legs, but he still couldn't meet the expectant eyes around him one by one. And in the process of his baking, the news spread again, and many Jing Barbarian people came here, and nearly 10,000 people gathered around the camp where the Piji tribe was located, so that it was difficult to move an inch!

Many Jing barbarian tribesmen spontaneously picked up more firewood for Shi Zhiyi, and the tribesmen of the Rilian tribe, who were responsible for providing food, took the initiative to provide fresh meat. Those Jing Barbarian people in the outermost part couldn't see Shi Zhiyi at all, but just felt the vague aroma coming from the tip of their noses, and they felt that it was worth the trip, and it was worth going back to show off with the clansmen of their own tribe.

It wasn't until the sky was about to get dark and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach that Shi Zhiyi suddenly realized that it was time for dinner, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet. Looking at the crowds of Jing barbarians around him, Shi Zhiyi reluctantly ended his barbecue work, which had lasted for most of the day.

The surrounding crowd was still reluctant to disperse, as if they were waiting for Shi Zhiyi's conscience to find out and change his mind. In the end, Shi Zhiyi had no choice but to announce that another batch would be baked at noon tomorrow, on a first-come, first-served basis, so that the onlookers could be persuaded to leave one after another.

At this time, the people of the Piji tribe discovered that the fence made of wood made of one person holding each other around their dwelling had turned into a piece of debris in the crowding just now.