After putting down Chai He, Mi Keer turned his head and glanced at Liang Xiaodao.

"Liang Da, as long as you work well for me, I won't beat you, if you want to run, you pray to be caught by me, I definitely won't beat you to death, because I still want you to work for me, but if you are caught by the patrol, they are willing to kill for fun, and then find an excuse to kill you, you will be hacked to death by them with knives and axes!"

Liang Xiao showed a harmless expression on his face and said.

"Master, I won't run, I'll do whatever you tell me to do, I don't want to die yet."

Michael nodded, then said.

"Since you are my slave, I allow you to watch me, but don't beat me for my bad idea, we are in the same room, we have to sleep together at night, if you dare to do anything bad to me while I am asleep, I will take a leather whip and pull off your skin!"

As Michelle said this, she happened to see a gecko in a tree in the yard trying to climb down from the tree.

Mi Kell pulled out the plate axe on his waist and threw it with a brush.

With a pop, blood splattered, and the gecko was sliced in two by the sharp axe blade.

The plate axe slashed deep into the trunk of the tree.

Liang Xiao had to admire Mikear's kung fu.

This head and strength are definitely the masters of the masters, and if you fall into the hands of such a mother-in-law, you really have to be careful.

Liang Xiao walked over sensibly, held the board axe and oiled it a few times, before pulling the axe out of the trunk.

Then respectfully sent it to Mi Keer's hand, Mi Keer nodded with satisfaction, feeling that Liang Xiao was quite clever, unlike the slave who was exchanged not long ago, clumsy, and his head was like wood.

Mi Keer said to Liang Xiaodang.

"Split all these woods first, and you can drive them into the stove pit."

This Liang Xiao naturally understands that after all, he has experienced such a life before, which is almost close to a very primitive life.

He glanced at the stone stove and said to Michel.

"Master, this stove pit must love to smoke, and the fire is not strong, if I want to rebuild this stove to ensure that it is not as smoking as before, then the fire will be very strong."

Mi Keer glanced at Liang Xiao, and couldn't help but wonder a little, what this guy said is right, this stove is not only smoky when it has a little fire, but also the fire is not strong at all, and it takes an hour or two to cook some rice.

She couldn't figure out what was going on, so she nodded and said.

"Okay, you'll do it all now, and you'll cook when you're done, by the way, do you know how to cook?"

Liang Xiao nodded hurriedly and said.

"Yes, I worked as a cook in a restaurant in Nanliang."

Mikor nodded and said.

"Okay, if you cook and eat, you will cook the food in the future, the food cooked by the tall donkey is unpalatable to death, this stupid donkey will grind, in addition to being able to do heavy work, he doesn't have a brain at all, but it can't be said that he doesn't have a brain, this guy is also very lazy, often take advantage of my absence to be lazy, you don't want to be like him, so as not to be beaten."

Liang Xiao listened to Mi Keer's nagging and began to rebuild the stove.

In fact, the principle of this primitive stove is very simple, that is, put a pot on it, build it with stones around it, jam the pot, and put chopping wood in it below.

In order to prevent the wind from blowing and catching fire, many people seal all around with yellow mud, leaving only one mouth to put firewood in it.

In this case, as soon as the fire is lit, there will be a lack of oxygen under the pot.

To put it bluntly, that is, there is no smoke outlet, and they all feel that the closer the bottom of the pot is to the firewood, the easier it is to heat.

But they don't understand that this depresses the space, resulting in a lack of oxygen and not allowing the flame to burn sufficiently.

Liang Xiao not only raised the stove, but also made a chimney mouth, then added water to the pot, lit a fire underneath, and chopped firewood whirring, making a crackling and popping sound.

The fire is very strong, and the smoke goes out directly from the smoke outlet, because the oxygen in the furnace is very sufficient, which can fully burn the wood, so the smoke is very small.

Mi Keer looked surprised, and gave Liang Xiao a thumbs up and said.

"Little thing, yes, this saves time if you cook and cook, and you can do more work for me."

Liang Xiao scratched his head, and secretly said in his heart, it seems that he has made a mistake, it is better to let the fire slow down, grind foreign workers when cooking, and then do less work.

Mi Keer gave Liang Xiao some coarse grains and wild vegetables and asked Liang Xiao to cook.

Liang Xiao cooked a pot of fragrant rice with his hands and feet.

The salt put by Liang Xiao is just right, and the heat is enough, so the rice is cooked very fragrantly, not very hard like before.

After taking a bite, Mikor nodded with satisfaction.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it seems that you are really a cook, then you can cook from now on, it is much better than what the tall donkey makes."

Liang Xiaozong was totaling who was the tall donkey, and footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and a tall young man walked in in a row.

This guy's physique is like a hill, half a head taller than Michel, and after entering the hospital, he proudly threw a to the ground.

"Master, I hit another chicken today."

Liang Xiao glanced at the stupid Bangbang chicken, which was smashed by a stone and his flesh was blurred, and he could see that this guy should have smashed the chicken with a stone.

Seeing that the other party was also wearing the same collar around his neck, Liang Xiao understood that this guy was a tall donkey and a slave of Mikelle.

The tall donkey looked at Mi Keer with a smug face, a pair of thief eyes were round, and Harazi was about to lie down.

Mi Keer was also accustomed to it, and she didn't care about what he saw, but walked over with her waist and fat buttocks.

He touched the head of the tall donkey and complimented.

"Stinky boy, good job."

The tall donkey grinned, enjoying Mikill's caress and compliments.

Said politely.

"Master, are you hungry? I'll stew it for you right now. ”

Mikle laughed.

"Let Liang Da stew chicken, you go and chop the firewood."

The tall donkey glanced at the collar around Liang Xiao's neck, and immediately craned his neck and shouted with his eyes open.

"Master, this is so unfair, why should I chop wood and let him stew chicken, he is new here, and he should be allowed to do the heavy work."

Mi Keer immediately said with a straight face.

"Tall donkey, you have the final say, or I have the final say, people are smarter than you, the fire is more prosperous than you, and the food you cook is better than yours, what do you compare with others, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and chop wood."

The tall donkey glared at Liang Xiao fiercely, shook his big fist and muttered.

"You kid be careful for me, if you dare to be lazy, see how I beat you."

Mikor lifted her leg and kicked the tall donkey's buttocks.

"You stupid donkey, it's against you, he can't beat you if he's lazy, if you dare to fight with him, the old lady has to beat you to death."