Chapter 1792
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He held the roasted chicken in his hand and looked at the youth who was rummaging through the basket of herbs. He vaguely saw that he seemed to have pulled open a net and grabbed a pheasant from within.
"Here, Big Brother Lu, I'll have to trouble you to let them handle it. You can roast it for Uncle to eat." Fengjiu handed the fluttering pheasant to Lu Jiming.
Lu Jiming glanced at Fengjiu, took the pheasant and handed it to the people behind him, instructing them to handle it.
A grey-robed elder came forward and looked into the basket before asking, "You put the pheasant in there. The herbs inside should have been trampled, right?"
He could vaguely see some messy herbs and a black net. Because it was dark at night, he couldn't tell what kind of herbs were inside. As for the black net, he treated it as an ordinary net and ignored it.
"It's alright, it's just some ordinary herbs. They can still be used after washing and drying. Moreover, I plan to sell them in the city. Even if they don't look very good, they'll still be worth some money." She smiled as she spoke, tidying up the things in the basket before placing it behind her.
"Uncle, just give it to me. I can still eat it after it's heated up." She pointed at the remaining roasted chicken.
"Here." Old Master Lu handed it to him. Seeing that he opened it and placed it over the fire, he said, "How about we don't need it? Let them roast it hot, it'll taste better."
Fengjiu flipped the stick with the roasted chicken in his hand and said, "No need, no need. I'll just eat this."
Seeing this, Old Master Lu didn't say anything else. However, when the roasted chicken in Fengjiu's hand was heated up, the aroma wafted out. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled it. "Your roasted chicken smells really good!"
"If you live in the mountains, you have to have this skill. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat good food." Fengjiu said with a smile. He looked at Old Master Lu beside him and said, "I've already eaten this, so I won't share it with you. When I'm done eating, I'll help you roast that pheasant!"
"Hehehe, alright." Old Master Lu nodded in response.
Therefore, after the Fengjiu finished eating, she took the processed pheasant and began to roast it. When she was about to add seasoning to the pheasant, a man shouted, "What are you adding?!" Then he vigilantly tried to snatch the seasoning bottle from her hand.
Fengjiu narrowed his eyes and swung the branch in his other hand at the man's outstretched hand. A swoosh was heard, followed by the man's gasp.
"Hiss!"
The man instinctively withdrew his hand and glared at Fengjiu. When he extended his hand again, he saw a red mark on the back of his hand. He became even angrier. "You brat, you dare to hit me!" He balled his hand into a fist and swung it at Fengjiu.
"How dare you!"
Master Lu, who was at the side, shouted in a deep voice. His voice carried the pressure of a superior, causing the man's heart to tremble and his eardrums to hurt. He involuntarily withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and took a step back.
Master Lu's stern gaze swept over and lectured, "You're really getting more and more out of hand! Hurry up and leave! "
"Yes." The man glared at Fengjiu angrily, then lowered his head and left.
"Little Brother Feng, don't take offense. They're just worried about my health." He said with a smile as he looked deeply at the young man beside him. He was a little surprised at how the young man had slapped his bodyguard.
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