Zhao Guang was standing by to smooth things over: "My sister likes to make jokes on weekdays. Brother, please don't mind."
Why do I mind? Can I still have a fight with her?
Even though I call myself the little white dragon in the waves, I still can’t beat this tiger girl from the Huang family!
"But the snacks I ate just now are quite delicious. From what Erlang said, this was also done by Feng Langjun. I wonder if I can get some reward? I usually feel that my mouth is light, but I didn't expect this snack to be so delicious.
It is very suitable to my taste."
The corner of Feng Yong's mouth twitched. Although this thing is not as good as the compressed biscuits of later generations, ordinary people can already feel full after eating one piece. Even if a martial artist has a bigger belly, he can still be hungry after eating two or three pieces. She didn't expect that
It is actually used as a snack.
However, this dry food has salt, eggs, and cheese added to it. For people who lack a variety of food, even if their mouth is not bland, they will still feel bland after eating it.
Because when I first started eating this thing, it was indeed a delicious meal.
What about the rich woman? Does she have more knowledge than me?
Thinking of this, some of the sighs when facing Huang Wudie, a wealthy woman, suddenly disappeared.
"Madam Huang has done me such a great favor, how can this little food be worth the favor? It's just fine in the capital, but when I get to Hanzhong, I'm missing some things, and I won't be able to get them all for a while.
Can’t do it.”
Flour is available in Feng Yong, and you can also find cheese, but where can you find so many eggs? Yesterday, Amei asked someone from the posthouse to help buy a chicken. It took a lot of effort to buy some eggs. You can imagine that this place
How poor?
"It doesn't matter, as long as Feng Langjun writes it down. The food like last night is also very delicious. If you are lucky enough to eat some from time to time, the food I gave you will be considered an expense."
Do you think this is still a foodie?
"That's totally fine."
Feng Yong was overjoyed, I am good at eating and drinking!
"That's it."
Huang Diewu stood up and said, "When Mr. Feng needs food, just call Erlang to come over and tell me. I have something to do, so I won't stay any longer."
Feng Yong nodded: "Ms. Huang is really cheerful. In this case, I will leave first."
However, Zhao Guang was a little reluctant to give up. When he went out, he asked Huang Wudie: "Sister, what's going on?"
"Of course something happens."
Huang Wudie waved her hand and laughed ferociously: "In the past, when the stone girl was in the capital, I couldn't find any trouble with her. Now that she has come to Hanzhong without knowing what's going on, don't blame me for being rude."
When Feng Yong heard this, his heart trembled, and he quickly winked at Zhao Guang, signaling him to dissuade him.
Zhao Guang glanced back and said with a smile: "Sister, we just had a fight last night. Why not take a day off today and come back tomorrow?"
"Why come back tomorrow? I rested for half a day today and have recovered more than half. Now I can't wait to have a good fight with that stone girl right away!"
Huang Wudie said and glared at Zhao Guang again: "I finally took advantage of it yesterday, but you ruined it unexpectedly. If you keep doing this, don't blame me for using you to practice boxing."
Zhao Guang became impotent immediately.
When Feng Yong saw it, he secretly cursed it as a piece of trash.
But he was not familiar with Huang Ji, so he could only watch as she walked towards Guan Ji's room in full force.
Feng Yong and Zhao Guang tried to dissuade them, but they didn't dare to dissuade them. However, they were worried about turning a blind eye, so they had no choice but to follow them from a distance. At the same time, they prayed in their hearts that the two women would not demolish the post house.
Although the two women's rooms were not close to each other, Huang Wudie arrived at the door of Guan Ji's room after walking for a while. He immediately kicked over and kicked the door open with a "bang" sound, shouting,
"Guan Family Stone Girl, let's see where you run this time!" The man rushed in.
"How did she know Guan Ji's room?"
Feng Yong, who had been following her, gritted his teeth and asked Zhao Guang.
Zhao Guang shrank his neck again and whispered: "Yesterday, I took my sister to this post house first..."
He doesn't have much ability to solve problems, but he has a lot of ability to cause trouble.
Feng Yong let out a long sigh.
Unexpectedly, after a long time, there was silence in the room.
Just when he was feeling strange, he saw Huang Wudie suddenly walking out with a confused look on his face. Seeing the two people who had no time to hide, he said, "There is no one in the room."
No one? The two looked at each other, feeling a little strange.
But Feng Yong thought of the scene yesterday on the city wall, where Guan Jijing immediately wrote words and stood facing the wind, and thought to himself, he didn't go there again, did he?
But it’s better if there’s no one, it’s better if there’s no one!
Since no war broke out, Feng Yong pulled Zhao Guang to withdraw. There was still a lot of things to do.
"Go and ask someone to collect more firewood from the mountains nearby."
In the Qiang camp, Feng Yong said to Mu Wuzhe.
"My lord, there is enough firewood for these two days."
Mu Wuzhe, who had changed into coarse cloth clothes, said humbly.
"Where does all this nonsense come from? Just do what your brother tells you to do!"
As a Han native, Zhao Guang was not as easy to talk to as Feng Yong. He yelled and cursed on the spot, and at some point he took a riding crop in his hand and whipped it with a "bang" sound, which was quite a bitch.
Muwuzhe didn't dare to dodge, so he was whipped alive. He was so frightened that he knelt down and said, "I know I was wrong."
Feng Yong didn't bother to care. Mu Wuzhe still didn't put himself in the right position. Since you have already planned to be a slave, just do whatever the master wants you to do. Why are you talking too much?
He looked at the Qiang people behind him, but they all had indifferent expressions, as if it was normal for Han nobles to hit their heads.
"Separate thirty more women and follow me."
This time Muwuzhe did not dare to say anything anymore. He quickly got up and returned to his tribe. Following Feng Yong's instructions, he rushed the youngest woman in the tribe in front of him as quickly as possible.
"Brother, are you going to choose a good seedling?"
Zhao Guang came close to Feng Yong's ear and asked in a slightly obscene manner, looking at the thirty women as he spoke.
"Amei is so good-looking because her parents are Han. From my perspective, these Qiang girls are unbearable just because of their fishy smell. How can they be so good?"
What do you mean?
Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang strangely, you are only fifteen years old!
Besides, Amei belongs to my family, what does it have to do with you?
But when Feng Yong looked at those Qiang people, he suddenly felt bad.
Forget it, there are all kinds of complex looks in the man's eyes.
What's the matter with the longing and hopeful look in a woman's eyes?
"Go! Go to the river over there and pick up stones for me!"
If you don't explain the situation, the nickname "Devil in Pervert" will not go away.
If you are still a normal lustful demon when it comes to a Han woman, especially when you are facing a group of Qiang women who can barely tell the difference between men and women...
Just look at Erha’s expression and you’ll know!
"No stones that are too small, and no stones that are too big, just this big." Feng Yong picked up a pebble the size of a fist and said to a group of Ziqiang girls.
"Brother, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Guang stood on the riverside under Guancheng, watching the Qiang girls picking up pebbles in the river, and asked in surprise.
"You don't understand, you will understand in two days."
Feng Yong was too lazy to explain.
"oh."
Zhao Guang didn't even get to the bottom of it.
Feng Yong glanced at this guy in surprise, feeling a little strange. This was not like his character.
