"What is your boyfriend going to do?" Ding Jianqi said.

"Shhhh Han Ying watched Xu Mo's movements, and hurriedly stopped him, thinking that it was no wonder he didn't let me buy food, it turned out that he had such a plan.

Ding Jian muttered in his heart: This... Can you catch it? By the time he walked over, the pheasants had already flown away.

"Huh!" turned his face to look at Xu Mo, but he was taken aback, exclaimed, with a look of surprise on his face, he couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes.

It turned out that when he looked over just now, he didn't see Xu Mo, rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully, Xu Mo's figure appeared in his eyes again, but it was erratic, looming, and seemed to merge with the surrounding environment, turned into snow, turned into a tree, and if you were not careful, you would not be able to see it again.

He was surprised in his heart, and couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he said to Han Ying: "Strange, is it because I'm dazzled? Why does your boyfriend look looming?"

"Wouldn't it?" Han Ying glanced at him, then turned to Xu Mo, "You said that looming, I look very normal." ”

In fact, she saw the same as Ding Jian in her eyes, and she was also shocked in her heart, knowing that her feelings were different, but she was silent, and she was bent on hiding it for Xu Mo.

Ding Jian didn't want him, and muttered, "In this way, I am dazzled." ”

Han Ying deliberately asked rhetorically, "How can you be dazzled if you are so good?"

Ding Jian thought for a while and guessed: "Maybe I've been in the snow for a long time, this snow is very dazzling, and it may hurt my eyes." He rubbed his eyes again.

He speculated here that Xu Mo had already relied on the ability of the unity of heaven and man, walked to the side of the pheasant, picked up a fat rooster, and grabbed it. The rooster fluttered a few times, struggled to get out, but alarmed the other pheasants, and they all flew away at once.

The rooster was specially selected by Xu Mo, weighing more than three catties, almost up to four near, this kind of size, in the pheasant, can be regarded as particularly fat.

Xu Mo took the pheasant back, and Han Ying just smiled faintly.

Ding Jian was overjoyed and said, "Hey, man, why did you catch them empty-handed?" Grandma's, those bastards in the house saw it, and they didn't envy them to death?"

Xu Mo saw that he was asking quickly, so he didn't answer, and beckoned, "Okay, let's go back." ”

At that moment, the three of them walked back, brought the dry firewood collected along the way, Xu Mo killed the pheasant with a knife, and dug up some grass roots and bark, and brought them with them.

Han Ying and Ding Jian noticed that the bark of these grass roots and trees he dug had a strong pungent smell, Han Ying was curious, but knew that he must be useful, so he couldn't help but ask.

Ding Jian couldn't help but say, "Man, what are you doing with these grass root bark?"

Xu Mo smiled: "After a while, you will know the Tao." ”

When he returned to the hut, Xu Mo found a clearing, swept away the snow, dug a pit in the ground with a multi-purpose dagger, dug out the frozen soil on the surface, exposed the soft soil below, and picked up some soft soil.

Han Ying and Ding Jian watched his movements, feeling curious, and did not return to the house, squatting to the side to watch, trying to help several times, but they were stopped by Xu Mo.

But I saw that Xu Mo mixed the soft soil with the snow and mixed it into wet mud, chopped the bark of the grass roots and trees, and mixed it into the mud. I dug a hole in the butt of the chicken, took out the internal organs, and buried it in the pit by the way.

Turning to Han Ying, he said, "I remember that you have salt in your bag, you go and get some." ”

Han Ying meekly agreed, and returned to the house to get salt.

Ding Jian had already guessed something from Xu Mo's movements, and said with a smile: "Man, are you going to be called a flower chicken?"

Xu Mo nodded. It is said that it is called flower chicken, but in fact, it is not right, this method is thought out by himself, and it is not the same as the traditional process of making flower chicken.

Ding Jianxi said: "Then you have to taste it." To tell you the truth, I've eaten this called flower chicken, and the taste is not very good, but it is scalded with mud, and the meat is very tender. But in this wilderness, it is blessed to be able to eat such a dish. But I don't understand what your root bark does. ”

Xu Modao: "I don't understand now, when it's baked, you will naturally know the way." ”

At this time, Han Ying had already retrieved the salt, Xu Mo reached out and took it, got some clean snow, mixed it with salt, stuffed it in the belly of the chicken, and smeared the wet mud mixed with grass root bark on the outside of the pheasant. At the end, a layer of ordinary wet mud was applied to the outermost layer.

When the bark of the grass root is roasted by the fire, it will naturally emit a smell, and the outer layer of wet mud is to prevent the smell from emanating, so that the smell of the grass root bark will be integrated into the chicken.

As for the salt-mixed snow stuffed into the chicken's belly, it is to hold up the chicken's belly, so as not to get the mud into the chicken's belly when the wet mud is smeared, and it doesn't matter when the mud is dried after it is roasted by the fire. Second, although the snow stuffed in the chicken's belly looks like a lot, after turning into water, there is really not much, the water heats up and turns into water vapor, there is mud sealing, and it can't get out in the chicken's belly, which can not only make the roasted chicken not too dry, but also can evenly infiltrate the salt into the chicken.

After applying the mud, he walked into the room. When he returned to the room, Xu Mo found that there were three more people in the room.

The three men were obviously a family of three, a couple with a little girl of five or six years old.

With his ears, there were three more people in the house, and even outside the house, he could hear it, but he had been concentrating on his work just now and hadn't paid attention.

The three of them put down the dry firewood, Ding Jian lit a fire with his hand, and Xu Mo threw the flower chicken under the fire. All they picked up were pine branches, which were extremely flammable, and when they caught them, not only did they have no smoke, but they also smelled of pine oil.

The three of them sat down around the fire, and Han Ying and Ding Jian immediately felt warmth on their bodies.

"Husband!" the woman in the northwest corner suddenly screamed, and gently pushed the man next to her, glancing in the direction of Xu Mo and them.

The man's bones were crisped by what she called, and he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go and ask." ”

Walking to Xu Mo and them in a few steps, he glanced at the three of them, and felt that Han Ying had the best to speak, so he said with a smile: "Madam, can you borrow your fire to roast it?"

Before Han Ying could speak, Ding Jian glared at him and shouted directly, "Get out!"

The man's face was extremely thick-skinned, and he was not angry when he heard this, so he changed his words and said, "This old brother, I can pay for it, right? 1,000 yuan per person." ”

Na Ding Jian didn't look like a man who was short of money, and he didn't even bother to say anything to him when he heard the words, but just waved his hand like a fly and let him go away.

The man changed his words and said, "Okay, two thousand, two thousand each." ”

Ding Jian didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

When the man saw this, he thought that it would be useless to add more money, so he had to leave and return to the woman's side, causing her to complain a lot.

Ding Jian waited for the man to walk away, and couldn't help but say to Xu Mo: "Look! I'm not wrong, right? These sluts, this is this kind of virtue, when they work, they retreat farther than the other, and when others are done, they all want to come and enjoy it." ”

He spoke loudly, not at all worried about being heard by the man.

The two pairs of men and women in the northeast and southwest corners were still waiting and watching when the man in the northwest corner inquired about the past, but when they saw him touch his nose, they were still thinking: This person is more annoying, I went to ask, and the result may be different from him.

When he heard Ding Jian say this, he immediately gave up the thought in his heart.

The newlywed-couple, who had the idea of coming closer, stopped where they were. The little girl was not very sensible, but she leaned over and sat next to Han Ying to roast the fire.

Ding Jian glanced at her, but didn't say anything.

Xu Mo couldn't help but glance at the couple, but seeing that they were about thirty years old and gorgeously dressed, he knew that Lu Dao was very rich.

The man was wearing a trench coat, but there was nothing strange about it. The woman wore a mink coat, but the collar was turned up to protect her neck. I brought a mask, a pair of sunglasses, and a large-brimmed hat that covered most of my face, and I couldn't see what it looked like. Even he wore a pair of black gloves on his hands, barely exposed skin, and a strong smell of perfume emanated from his body.

But from the smell of perfume, Xu Mo smelled a rancid smell, the kind of stench emitted by the decomposition of corpses.

The stench was muffled by the strong smell of perfume, which he might not have been able to smell if it weren't for his strong sense of smell.

He muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but look at the woman a few more times, and the woman seemed to realize something, and turned her face to look at him, her face expressionless. But Xu Mo felt a strong sense of sadness and despair from his actions.

The little girl didn't seem to know that there was something wrong with her mother's body, and she sat next to Han Ying, but her eyes kept looking at Xu Mowang, with a curious look on her face.

Xu Mo looked at her, and when the little girl saw that he had discovered his actions, she was a little shy, turned her face away, and after a while, she turned around and secretly looked at Xu Mo again.

Xu Mo suddenly felt funny, this little girl reminded him of Xiao Man. But why she was so curious about herself, he couldn't guess.

The little girl was curious, but it was his eyes.

His five senses are powerful, but except for a pair of eyes, he looks like an ordinary person in other places, at least not on the surface.

Only these eyes, but they are too bright. When adults saw it, they just thought it was surprisingly bright, and although they were puzzled, they didn't pay much attention to it.

When a naïve child sees it, he can't help but be very curious.

Han Ying also noticed the little girl's actions, and couldn't help but smile at Xu Mo: "This kid likes you." ”

The little girl was even more shy when she mentioned herself, and couldn't help but bow her head.

Han Ying took the little girl's hand and asked softly, "Little guy, tell Auntie, what's your name?"

When the little girl heard this, she immediately raised her head and whispered to Han Ying, "My name is Mengmeng, Auntie, that uncle's eyes are so bright." ”