Chapter 5 The deep mountains are called flower chickens

The next day, before dawn, she woke up, and had been sleeping against a tree last night, which caused some pain in her neck this morning.

Qingruo and his party had already woken up, or they hadn't slept like this at all. After hastily eating some wild fruits, they began to set out on their way.

Wan Qian'an was a little helpless, although she was not a delicate woman, but her body had never moved for decades, and her feet hurt tightly after walking for a long time. The white jade forehead sweated a little, and fell directly from the middle of the line to the end.

Qing Ruo walked in front of the road, and the man in black followed closely behind, his face did not change, and he was still cold and handsome. Anyway, I don't know what to call him. Just when Wan Ji'an's last bit of strength was about to run out, the good-looking peach blossom eyes lit up.

It's a wild lotus!

"Qingruo, should we rest for a while, after walking for so long, everyone is tired and hungry."

Although Wan Qian'an was talking to Qing Ruo, his eyes were the man he was looking at.

It's you who are tired and hungry alone, you look at their majestic appearance, where is half tired?

The man stopped, tilted his head slightly, but did not look at her.

"Yes."

This man is really not smiling.

With the permission of the leader, Wan Qian'an looked at Qing Ruo again, this time really looking at him.

"That Qingruo, if you don't ask someone to hunt two pheasants or something, I'll make you something delicious."

Qingruo looked at Wan Qian'an with some surprise, it's no problem to hunt pheasants, but she does it? He was a little unconvinced.

The man didn't speak, sat on a clean stone, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You two go hunt two pheasants and come back."

Qing Ruo pointed to two of the men in black and said. The two of them threw their hands at him, jumped and disappeared.

What a kung fu!

She is very curious about this ancient martial arts, light martial arts, and so on, and she will definitely learn it to satisfy her curiosity as a modern person when she has the opportunity.

Seeing them depart, with their skills, they should be back soon.

"Is there a dagger to lend me?"

Wan Qi'an looked at the man in black closest to her. Although the man in black was masked, he could still tell that he was a tall, dark-skinned man.

Seeing Qingruo nodded, the man in black took out a small dagger from his arms and handed it to Wan Qian'an.

"Thank you."

"Oh, by the way, if you're all right, dig a little pit in the ground and make a fire in it."

Wan Ji'an took the dagger and arranged it unceremoniously. Seeing that they were a little reluctant, she didn't say anything, but fortunately, although she was reluctant, she did as she said.

Wan Qi'an smiled a little slyly, and I will let you see the wisdom of the future people later!

When everyone saw her trotting towards the wild lotus, picking lotus leaves and playing with mud, they were even more disdainful in their hearts.

What can a boudoir lady who does not go out of the door and the second door do not step? It's just big talk.

Qing Ruo also looked at the woman squatting by the water, he also knew that lotus seeds could be eaten, but it was only May, and the flowers hadn't bloomed much, where did the lotus seeds come from?

Look at the master of An Ruo Taishan on the side, let her make trouble?

Before the woman got into their carriage, although the master was a little displeased, but he didn't see that he wanted to kill her, and even acquiesced to take her all the way, even if she was a member of the Hou Mansion, it was not necessarily without danger, and she also saw the master's face, if she knew the identity of the master, it would be inconvenient.

After a stick of incense, the pheasant came back, and Wan Qian'an did not ask for help, but killed the chicken alone.

If it was disdain before, now it has changed a little.

After all, they had never seen a young lady dare to kill a chicken, and her hands didn't tremble, maybe, she really would.

But the man's eyes flashed with a gleam at this time, and he didn't make a sound.

Wan Qi'an didn't know what everyone thought, but just did her seriously.

"Qingruo, give me the salt."

Qingruo was a little surprised, how would she know they had salt?

"Yesterday I saw that the leaf where you put the game had spilled salt grains, so I naturally knew."

Wan Qi'an dispelled their doubts and smiled calmly.

And they think differently.

This woman is not ordinary.

At least the heart is as delicate as a hair.

It was the swarthy man in black who came and gave her the salt packet.

Wan Qi'an sprinkled the salt evenly on the chicken, and also put the lotus root slices she had just buttoned up on the side in the belly of the chicken, then wrapped the lotus leaves, and finally wrapped it in mud.

"Girl, is this really edible?"

"Of course, you'll find out later."

After saying that, he asked him to help take the remaining two and walked over. In the confusion of the people, put it into the dug pit, cover it with firewood and wait for it to be eaten.

"It's called flower chicken, and it's very delicious."

Wan Qi'an explained kindly, but looked at everyone as if they didn't believe it. So someone went to find some wild fruits and ate them first.

After almost an hour, Wan Qi'an got the flower chicken out and gently cracked the mud shell with a stone. As soon as the mud shell broke, a strong smell of muscle came to my nose.