In the next few days, Su Zimu fully integrated into the team and became an indispensable member. Braised pork also became the most popular dish.
Not only do they have two meals in the morning and evening, many people also save some and eat them in dry biscuits on the way.
Su Zimu thought about making something else. After all, no matter how delicious the braised pork is, you can't eat it every time, right?
But before his idea could be put into practice, it was directly rejected by Wan Xiong. Then, he would take out the cut meat and wait for him to cook it.
And I remind you again and again that everyone is happy with this, so don’t mess around.
After going back and forth, Su Zimu wanted to leave Wan Xiong alone and go it alone, but he just thought about it because all the kitchen utensils were magic weapons, Wan Xiong used magic to cut the dishes, and the pots were heated using magic circles, so leaving Wan Xiong's
With help, he simply can't do it on his own.
Wan Xiong had the idea of doing it himself, but although he thoroughly enjoyed this dish, he couldn't get Su's secret seasoning, so he just couldn't help it.
In fact, he knew very well that even the braised pork without the secret seasoning was much better than the boiled pork in the past, but after trying Su Zimu's cooking, he couldn't bear to look back on his past self.
There was no other way. Su Zimu single-handedly managed to make the entire caravan talk. At least half of them told them that from now on, they would only recognize braised pork and everything else was trash.
Wan Xiong is just a microcosm of everyone.
Su Zimu discovered that as long as he completed the day's journey as planned, he would definitely encounter an open space when setting up camp.
If you walk quickly and arrive at the campsite early, Ji Gongming will also arrange for guards to clean up the vegetation that invades the open space.
And this is a behavior agreed upon by all caravans.
On the fifth day after leaving Xianfang, dark clouds suddenly came over late at night, and there was lightning and thunder.
Su Zimu, who was sleeping soundly, bounced up on the floor, the hairs all over his body bursting with sweat, and his heart was trembling.
The next second, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck a nearby big tree. The trunk of the tree where the three people were hugging split open, and then the flames rose and engulfed the big tree in an instant.
The creepy feeling in his heart disappeared.
Su Zimu suddenly had an idea. Could his chance be struck by lightning?
But he immediately threw this thought out of his mind. Are you kidding? If he is struck by lightning again, will he still have such good luck?
Before the rain fell, the wind picked up first, and the sound of blowing through the treetops was like the whine of an evil ghost.
Others were also awakened, and Ji Gongming shouted loudly and arranged for more guards to be on duty.
Su Zimu was confused and asked curiously: "Is this necessary?"
"Of course!" Wan Xiong rubbed his face, feeling energetic instantly, and his expression was more solemn than ever before, "Long Congyun and Tiger Congfeng, if it's a monster, we'll be in trouble."
Su Zimu's heart skipped a beat: "No way?"
It's not that his mental quality is poor, but that Ji Gongming, who has the highest level of cultivation in the caravan, is only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi training.
Based on his observation and understanding, monks in the Qi training period are still human beings and must eat, sleep, poop and pee.
To fly with a sword, you must at least have foundation building skills.
In other words, unless it is a bird, any flying monster can defeat the entire caravan.
It's outrageous. How could such a mature trade route encounter monsters at the foundation level?
Now, I can't sleep no matter what I say.
There are unforeseen circumstances, but unforeseen circumstances in the spiritual world seem to have many different meanings.
The howling wind continued until dawn, and Su Zimu stared until dawn... He was particularly worried about a lightning strike on the magic circle during thunder.
Fortunately, it's not that unlucky.
Ji Gongming reluctantly announced a day off, and everyone cheered loudly.
This commercial road is the most ordinary dirt road. When it rains, it turns into a quagmire. The wind and rain will blow the road, and the speed is not fast enough. It is also a huge blow to morale. It is better to stay for another day.
But after a day, the road was still in bad condition, so we could only continue to wait.
In the afternoon, the clouds closed and the rain stopped, and Su Zimu's depressed mood improved.
However, the accident was not over yet. Around eight o'clock in the evening, a tired caravan suddenly appeared on the dark and muddy road.
The guard on guard immediately issued a warning. Regardless of whether they were guards or not, everyone immediately took out their swords and talismans to prepare for the unexpected.
Oops, is this going to start a fight if we just disagree?
Su Zimu's heart beat wildly.
He had known that this world was much wilder than in his previous life, but this was the first time he felt up close how tense the relationship between people was.
Can there be more trust and less suspicion?
Stop making trouble, you are so naive, sooner or later you will die without any trace left.
Su Zimu didn't know how to use a sword or a sword, so he simply pulled out a magic talisman. Several of his companions rolled their eyes at the same time.
Wan Xiong slapped him on the face: "No, what do you mean by taking a magical talisman? Are you thinking of running away before the fight starts?"
Su Zimu looked innocent: "Is this a magical talisman?"
Everyone's expressions became even weirder: "You don't know about your own magic talisman?"
This thing is one of the few talismans that ordinary people can use without using real energy to activate it.
Su Zimu hurriedly retrieved the magic talisman, but he had no weapons on him, so he simply put on a military fist stance.
It doesn't matter whether you have weapons or not. What's important is that even if it's funny, you still have to show your attitude!
The positive kind.
Others are ready to work hard, just like leaving it idle, the goodwill accumulated during this period will at least be discounted.
Finding someone at the campsite, the team in the darkness stopped, and then a man walked out and shouted something loudly.
Ji Gongming also came forward to shout defeat, and the two started talking, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Su Zimu asked curiously: "Is everything okay?"
Wan Xiong put away a wide-bodied long knife: "It's the Mo family's caravan, and we have a good relationship. They forced themselves on the road to seize time, and they didn't get there until this time."
I see!
I don’t know what the two sides discussed. After Ji Gongming returned, he closed up his formation and made way for the other party to have a clear and dry space.
The relationship between the two families is not bad, so they must help each other.
The leader of the other team was very grateful and even sent some supplies.
Ji Gongming accepted the order without being polite at all.
Seeing this, Su Zimu breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, Wan Xiong came over and reminded in a low voice: "We won't be making braised pork tomorrow morning."
Su Zimu glanced towards the opposite side: "Because of them?"
"Being on guard against others is essential." Wan Xiong nodded, "This is also what it means to be in charge."
Su Zimu couldn't figure out what the unclear relationship was here, so he thought for a while and said, "Then let's do something else."
Soon after, a dozen watermelon-sized mud balls were thrown into the bonfire, burned for a while, and then buried with soil.
Wan Xiong looked puzzled: "Is it possible to do this?"
"Don't worry." Su Zimu was confident, "No matter how bad it is, it's still better than boiling meat in plain water!"
Wan Xiong was speechless: This matter will never go through, right?