If you want to eat the rabbit, you can’t buy recipes in the mall now.

Gu Xiang found that after his cooking skills have been improved, he naturally has his own ideas about food. The dishes he made have their own characteristics, and the taste is not inferior to the chef.

Of course, he had never eaten any private dishes from famous chefs.

Wash the rabbits with one knife and one blade after another. The rabbit meat fell into the pottery pot with rolls, both thin and thick, with a transparent fresh texture. Once the sauce was poured into the sauce, the rabbit meat was dyed with a little red sauce. Although it had not yet been cooked, the old dog had swallowed several saliva.

I began to think a lot in my mind.

After it is cooked, it will definitely be very fragrant.

This morning he only drank a bowl of porridge. Before he could wait for the buns to be cooked, the poor buns didn't know which beasts they had entered.

After rushing through the mountain road for so long, I was nervous all the way, afraid of poisonous insects and pursuing soldiers in the future, so I was tired and hungry.

The old dog unconsciously chased Gu Chu with his eyes, watching Gu Chu patting the garlic cloves and chopping the peppers without any onions. He turned out a pile of wild garlic sprouts from the hillside, which was also very useful.

The collected mushrooms were not cut very small, just wash them in half.

Finally, the oil was heated. The rabbit meat slipped into the pot and stir-fryed quickly. The meat color turned brown little by little. The rabbit meat had not much fat, but it curled slightly in the pot and made a sizzling sound, which was enough to arouse his strong appetite.

Gu Xiang smelled it and dug out a small spoonful of sauce and put it into the pot.

The fragrance exploded instantly, and the rich fragrance could simply attract people's souls.

The old dog stared at the stove with his eyes wide open.

Gu Xiang added garlic cloves, stir-fryed the peppers, and put the mushrooms in. Without hesitation, he picked up the wooden pot lid and covered the pot tightly.

The old dog sighed regretfully.

It's not that he is so greedy.

Really hungry.

I am so hungry that my heart is close to my heart, my stomach is empty, and I feel sore and sore. Even if I smell a little fragrance at this time, it can still help to quench my thirst.

Wait and wait.

"alright."

Gu Xiang laughed at the pitiful look of the old dog, and quickly got up the pot and baked the pancakes in a hot steam before dividing the rabbit meat into two large bowls.

The cooked cake was neither soft nor hard, and it was dipped in gravy. The gravy was not falling, and the color was full and bright. The old dog bit it down fiercely and sighed with satisfaction.

His eyes stared at the rabbit meat for a moment, and he quickly took the chopsticks - just as the chopsticks touched the meat, he heard a whoosh and his eyes turned black.

The old dog came to his senses and had no flesh in his hand.

there is none left!?

He suddenly looked up, his heart trembled with shock. Some heads appeared in the grass beside him at some point. One of them was standing in front of him, looking like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a green short-skinned body, dark skin, and his hair was combed very neatly and cleanly.

The boy was holding his rabbit meat in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Gu Xiang, opening his mouth and spitting out a strange country slang that he couldn't quite understand.

Gu Xiang: "..."

The boy paused and spoke again, but this time he was a more stumbling official saying: "This is the territory of our Ningwa Village. Every grass and tree in the field belongs to us. You people at the foot of the mountain are not allowed to eat it."

Gu Xiang smiled: "Please."

The boy's eyes flashed, and he immediately picked up the chopsticks and buried his head in the hard work.

Not only him, but more than a dozen people suddenly appeared in the grass, all of whom were young men, carrying baskets, bows and arrows, colorful clothes, barefoot. Everyone rushed to the pot and divided the big pot of rabbit meat in just a few seconds.

Old Dog: His meat! Why!

Gu Xiang was shocked and suspicious.

Unexpectedly, there were such seemingly uncivilized ethnic groups living on the Central Plains.

However, the teenager can speak official language and should often contact outsiders.

After his thoughts turned around, Gu Xiang put a bowl of cooked mushroom soup for them. The boy ate the meat while eating cakes, and did not forget to drink two sips of the soup. As soon as the soup was in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "It's detoxifying, good soup."

Gu Xiang blinked and said a few words without any trace to cook mushroom soup, then said: "We two accidentally entered the mountains and forests, hungry and cold, and didn't know that this was the place for the nobles, so we caught the rabbit, sorry."

He snored and snored, his expression softened: "...It's okay, eat."

The boy generously signaled that the people around him divided a small bowl for Gu Xiang and the old dog, and there were three or two pieces of rabbit meat and a few pieces of mushrooms in it.

Old dog: "…"

It was clearly the rabbit he caught and the dishes that Gu Chu cooked.

While speaking, Gu Xiang had already spoken a lot from the boy. The boy said that the old clan in their village had become seriously ill, and many clan members were sick. Some people angered the gods and had to sacrifice to the gods outside to relieve the difficulties.

"You, go down the mountain, otherwise, sacrifice to the gods."

The old dog's heart trembled.

Gu Chu is young and has never seen such things before. However, he has seen them many times. A few years ago, the village suffered a drought for two consecutive years. The villagers all said that the River God was angry and wanted to marry the River God. That year, the unmarried woman in the village suffered a hardship. She sent three brides of the River God in a row, and then she stopped after the rain.

Such things are all done by the clan themselves, and the families who have lost their daughter dare not report them. Even if the government knows, there is no way.

The old dog lives in the countryside. He knows so much how barbaric and pious the villagers are in the face of the gods.

Gu Xiang's eyes flashed, and he paused word by word, and asked slowly: "Who is the sacrifice now?"

"The foreigner, at the beginning, there was an old man named Tiemi, Iron-faced Censor. The witch said, "No, it's changed to other women, but the patriarch said, it's not enough."

Old Dog: "…The Inspector?"

Gu Xiang looked at the system interface and it was now in a state of "shipping has been shipped, please wait patiently", but looking at this progress bar, you have to wait at least one or two days.

She thought for a while and said to the old dog in a low voice: "Let's go down the mountain first."

Before he finished speaking, he saw countless arrows flying from a distance. They instantly surrounded countless people, and the black pruning branches hit their faces.

Gu Xiang sighed, not much fear in her heart. There were probably too many incidents one after another, and she was already numb.

The boy walked over with a bowl and muttered for a while, then came over and said helplessly: "You guys, follow the mountain, the witches want to choose a sacrifice."

The old dog stared at the dead fish's eyes and had completely lie down.

Gu Xiang blinked and pointed to the pot on the stove.

The pot was very big. When he was made in the Huotou Camp, Gu Xiang was used to using a big pot. The old dog's strength is now different from the past. The big pot he brought with him was still not too full after cooking eight fat rabbits.

The low heat has not yet been put out, and the soup in the pot is gushing with a hot air, and the fragrance is scent.

"It's a pity if you eat it."

The surrounding mountain people looked at each other and swallowed unconsciously.
Chapter completed!