After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

"Wise man, what is this made of? It's so delicate."

"Wise man, doesn't this meat have to be sliced ​​before roasting?"

"Wise man, what is this snow-like thing? How do you put it in the meat?"

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From Feng Jiuyou's cooking, the priest and the witch doctor began to ask one question after another.

Looking at the two people's eagerness for talents, Feng Jiuyou said patiently.

"This is salt. I sprinkle some on the meat to enhance the flavor. This is a good thing, and it can also promote the body's metabolism."

"Wise man, what do you mean? Why can't I understand?" the witch doctor asked suspiciously.

"After dinner, I'm talking to you."

Feng Jiuyou had observed the people in the tribe before, although their bodies were strong and powerful, in fact, their insides had been destroyed long ago, so the people in this tribe could not live long.

"Aqiu... wise man, why did you put poison in it? Aqiu Aqiu..."

When Feng Jiuyou put the chili down and stir-fried, both the priest and the witch doctor were choked.

Even the clansmen not far from them have some influence.

It's just that they were not as exaggerated as the two of them, and they couldn't help salivating when they smelled the pungent smell.

"This is chili pepper, which is an ingredient. Those who like it love it, and those who don't like it hate it. This plant can not only dispel dampness, reduce blood circulation, but also resist cold when eaten in winter."

The priest and the witch doctor glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Does the wise man really say this?"

Or the priest couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I'll talk to you in detail tomorrow." Feng Jiuyou didn't intend to go on talking, as he would probably be hungry.

"It's so fragrant, it turns out that meat can also do this."

"A wise man deserves to be a wise man, it's too powerful."

Amid praises, Feng Jiuyou finally finished the dinner.

Jiang Huai also took the two cubs and Dongfang Yu, and under the light of the moonlight and the bonfire, they walked slowly towards the place where Feng Jiuyou was.

"Priest, witch doctor, sit down and eat."

Feng Jiuyou put all the dishes on the folding table, only to find that the priest and the witch doctor were still standing there in a daze.

"Okay...then thank you wise man."

The witch doctor is not very old, and he has long been fascinated by the delicious dishes on the table.

Seeing that the witch doctor had already sat down, the priest also sat down cheekily.

"It's delicious, this one is delicious, and this grass is also delicious." The witch doctor couldn't stop talking, and he didn't forget to praise Feng Jiu again.

"What have I been eating for so many years?"

The normally prudent priest also broke his defenses.

Fortunately, both of them have a sense of proportion, and they don't just care about eating for themselves.

Fortunately, Feng Jiuyou originally wanted to keep the two top figures in the tribe for dinner, so he did more.

Even so, a table of delicious dishes was still finished by several people.

The witch doctor rubbed his slightly protruding belly, while looking at Shen Han, he kept slandering him in his heart.

This man is always a bit old, but in order to be able to eat such delicacies, it is not unacceptable.

Shen who was sitting opposite the witch doctor shuddered suddenly.

An Yi was also afraid that the witch doctor would have his own ideas, so he kept staring at her out of the corner of his eye, but unexpectedly she changed her target and fell in love with Uncle Shen.

Seeing this, An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Uncle Shen who hadn't realized that he was being targeted, sympathized for a second, and then averted his gaze.

This made Shen Han feel baffled.