Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 407
No salt, rice porridge with mushrooms is delicious and sweet, and the beef is naturally only the original taste.

The old man had only made five bowls in a row more than half an hour ago, but now watching her barbecue, he was salivating again!
When the well-aged steak was delivered to him, he couldn't wait for a second.

Ding Xue raised her hand slightly, and said to each other in horror, but he began to savor the shit.

"...this level!"

After swallowing a mouthful of beef, he picked up another slice.

Compared with the delicious rice porridge, the beef obviously disappointed him.

"Everything I bake is better than this."

Ding Xue remained silent.

"Start again." The old man dropped his chopsticks.

"It doesn't matter how many times you come here." Ding Xuewei didn't look at his angry face at all.

I was afraid before, because I couldn't figure out the opponent's weakness.

Now, she wants to accept a useless apprentice like herself. If she is still afraid, she will have lived for more than 20 years in vain.

At least she no longer has to worry about the safety of her family until all the things about forging in her mind are emptied by the other party.

"Old Yang, you don't even have a grain of salt here, so you really can't make things delicious!"

The old man didn't say anything, but stared at her with no good intentions.

This is to blame her!

Fang Heng went out of the dense forest to buy supplies.

"I'll invite you to eat at Bazhen Building later."

"I can't afford it?"

The beef was thrown away, and the people walked away.

Ding Xuewei was speechless for three seconds, and the person who didn't intend to take a bite slowly started to eat until all the roasted beef was finished.

The old man was very angry and picky, so Ding Xuewei just wanted to carry two good pieces of meat and leave the rest alone.

Although the weather is hot at this time, it may not be possible to dry the meat successfully, but you can’t take it away without drying it!
The people who are busy dividing the meat don't know when the people who are working hard to organize will disappear, until a pile of seasonings are thrown around.

Raising her head, Ding Xue looked slightly at the old dark face that was on the ground.

"Do."

One word is enough to express what he means.

Ding Xue blinked a few times, looked out of the eaves, and when the crescent moon came into view, she moved silently to check what the seasonings were.

In addition to oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the old man also brought pepper, pepper, ginger, bay leaves and so on.

"Whose restaurant are you serving!"

With such a complete range of categories and such uniform bottles and cans, there is really no way for her to think in a good direction!
What seems to be a simple matter of picking a seasoning, foreshadows the old man's outstanding lightness skills.

This old man can come and go in such a short period of time, his martial arts are definitely not inferior to Fang Heng!

Ding Xuewei didn't quite accept it at first, but she suddenly wanted to try it because she wanted to be a blacksmith in the future.

Naturally, the aura displayed by the whole person is also different from before.

"Bazhen Tower." The old man was very generous.

Ding Xuewei paused when she was picking the seasoning.

Looking up again, she asked, "Isn't Mr. Yang afraid that Mr. Jin will find a place for Chen Yu?"

"Heh." The old man spat out a monosyllable contemptuously.

Ding Xuewei just tried, but the result somehow made her feel uncomfortable.

He didn't think whether Jin Lao was arrogant or really capable. Before she was sure, she shouldn't provoke at will.

Ding Xuewei, who considers herself to be a sense of current affairs, quickly entered into a crazy cooking mode.

It's already midnight, she's actually very sleepy, but a kidnapped person shouldn't have a good mental outlook.

For tomorrow, she must suffer today.

Ding Xuewei stayed up late to make delicious food, and Mr. Yang stayed up late to eat it. It took only an hour from the first whole delivery to the last taste.

"belch."

The old man hiccupped very indecently.

"Continue?" Ding Xue paused slightly.

The old man struggled for a few seconds: "Continue tomorrow."

At this time, Ding Xuewei didn't think about whether his sentence Ming'er specified one meal in the morning or three meals in the morning, so when the old man woke up and enjoyed the results of her overnight cooking, and left a sentence to eat in the afternoon, she Depressed.

"Old Yang, if you leave later, you won't be able to enter the city."

"Wouldn't it be better for you to go back tomorrow."

This is not a question, but an announcement.

Ding Xue was silent for a while, then turned and walked towards the door.

The old man looked at her lazily: "No one told you that the jungle is dangerous?"

"I'm going to pick some mushrooms." Ding Xue was slightly annoyed.

The old man really didn't expect her to be so receptive to changes, so he got up suddenly.

"Walking with you."

For the dense forest, Ding Xuewei sincerely yearned for someone to escort her, how could she let it go.

Looking back, I picked up two pieces of furoshiki and set off happily.

The old man is not a person who is good at words, and Ding Xuewei has no energy to talk too much, and the two of them didn't communicate much all afternoon.

Compared with the sparse words between the two, the harvest is gratifying.

Chicken fir, chanterelles, boletus, coral fungus, dried fungus and white fungus, etc. are harvested a lot. Ginger, green onion, peaches and plums are the best to choose from.

Ding Xuewei was very worried that the old man said after dinner that he would be leaving tomorrow, but seeing those mushrooms that were becoming perfect, she couldn't help it!
"Tomorrow..."

"I must leave tomorrow morning. If I don't leave, I will die."

When the old man was full and wiped his mouth, Ding Xuewei was the first to express his opinion.

"Old Yang, my family is really worried about me. My grandfather is already old. If something happens in a hurry, I won't be able to forgive myself for the rest of my life!"

"What does it have to do with me?" The old man shook his face.

Ding Xue stared slightly.

She has never met such a person before, and his face changes faster than the sky in March!

"It's none of your business." It's true.

As the saying goes, don't speculate, half a sentence is too much.

Ding Xuewei had nothing to say to this future master.

She doesn't have a serious face, and she doesn't seem to take the old man's malice at ease, but it's this attitude of not caring and not getting angry that makes people unacceptable.

She is only a ten-year-old child, even if she is not crying, she should be sad and angry at this time.

"How old are you?" the old man raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ding Xue raised her eyelids slightly: "Eighty."

The old man is silent.

Compared to before, Ding Xuewei now has no manners at all, with that face, if he asks again, she will talk nonsense again.

It was supposed to be an uncomfortable attitude, but the old man slowly got a smile on his face.

"It's a bit older than Lao Tzu."

"..." Ding Xuewei had black lines all over her head.

What kind of person is this, playing cards so unorganized!
For those who can't guess what the next sentence will say, she feels that she can't say much, so she turns around and cleans up.

The old man stared at her back for a long time, and suddenly said: "Tomorrow night, I will order some delicious food for me."

Ding Xue paused slightly.

Turning around, she looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't think I have a good heart, I just don't want to eat beef anymore."

As he spoke, he turned his head, as if he didn't want to see Ding Xuewei.

Ding Xuewei stared at him for a long time, and finally pulled the corner of her mouth a few times.

What kind of awkward personality the old man has, she has to slowly research, and she has to think about when to leave tomorrow.

After thinking for a while, Ding Xuewei walked up to the old man, poured him tea and said, "The village packed a lot of delicious food. I don't have any important things to do this time, so I can have a lot of time to fiddle with food."

"You think I'm delicious?" The old man was not very happy.

Ding Xue shrugged slightly, as if you didn't love her.

"Hey~" The old man pounced and sat up straight: "I've been evil all my life, and I haven't seen anyone more evil than me."

"You think too much." Ding Xuewei was speechless.

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