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There were several long things placed on an exquisite plate. Judging from the weight of the plate, it was quite light.

"Why not roast chicken?"

"Hehehe, um...the chicken is burnt. You eat this first today, and I will make you roasted chicken tomorrow."

Ren Yuanyuan had already thought of this reason, but under Mu Jiao's pressure, she became a little timid.

She pushed the plate towards Mu Jiao and said, "Try it quickly. It won't taste good after it gets cold."

"Are you sure the chicken was burnt and not eaten by you?"

"Hahaha, how could it be possible? It's burnt and spoiled. It's inedible."

"Oh? Then why do your hands smell like roast chicken?"

"Ah? Ah... I grabbed the roasted chicken with my hands, wondering if the inside was not burnt. Hahaha."

"Oh? Then why do you smell like roast chicken?"

"Ah? Ah? On your body?" Ren Yuanyuan picked up the skirt of her clothes and smelled hard, "No, haha, you smelled it wrong, you smelled it wrong."

Mu Jiao raised his arm slightly and pointed at Ren with his fingertips, "There is a strong smell of roast chicken on the left shoulder."

Oh my goodness.

What kind of nose is this?

How could it work so well!

Ren Yuanyuan then remembered that the moment she fell from the tree, the little guard threw away the roast chicken in his hand to save him, and then directly grabbed her shoulders.

It was at this moment that the clothes on the shoulders were tainted with the smell of roasted chicken on the little guard's hands!

With the current darkness of the room, the other party should not be able to see the oily fingerprints, which means they can really smell it!

so smart!

"Hahaha..." Ren Yuanyuan took half a step back with a guilty conscience.

"That's the smell left when I wiped my hands with my clothes. I wiped my hands clean before I could make food for you. Hahaha. I can smell it. You're so awesome." Anyway, I definitely can't admit that they are eating chicken. Got it!

"Is that so?" Mu Jiao was quite unhappy when he didn't wait for the roast chicken that he had been longing for. He originally wanted to get angry at Ren, but Ren smiled playfully. No matter how he forced and asked, the other party was cheerful, like a punch on cotton, very boring.

In the past, Mu Jiao only had to fill his stomach. Why did he have to worry about his chicken now? Mu Jiao's stomach growled fiercely.

Mujiao:......

"Go down."

Ren Yuanyuan's brows were too high. Did she pass the test? Not daring to delay any longer, he said, "Okay, okay. You have a good meal. I'll go to the kitchen."

Ren Yuanyuan ran out as if fleeing and stumbled back to the kitchen.

Shi Hao was still bending over, smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes. He didn't know how long he had maintained this posture. Anyway, this was what Ren Yuanyuan saw when she rushed in.

"Phew, you scared me to death!"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Are you martial arts practitioners not only sharp with sharp ears and eyes, but also with a keen sense of smell?"

"Yes. The five senses are amplified, and the sense of smell is also a few percent more sensitive."

"Ah, so that's it! Then we have to be more careful when opening a small stove in the future! Just now, your master almost caught us eating chicken. Fortunately, I was smart and said that the chicken was burnt, so I got away." Ren whispered in Shi Hao's ear and patted her chest with her small hands.

"Oh." Shi Hao wanted to remember that the chicken was burnt! When the master asks him in the future, he will say the same thing, otherwise the master will definitely not be able to spare him.

"No, no, eat more sweet potatoes to calm down the shock." Ren Yuanyuan raised a sweet potato and shined it under the light.

I don’t know if it’s the variety of sweet potatoes or the reason why they’re roasted over an open fire, but why are these roasted sweet potatoes so delicious?

If it weren't for the fact that sweet potatoes are considered pig food in this era, she would have wanted to sell roasted sweet potatoes at the entrance of the village.

correct!

Instead of selling baked sweet potatoes, she can sell sweet potato slices!

The crispy sweet potato slices are crispy, sweet and delicious!

Give it a nice name, and as long as she doesn’t say it’s made of sweet potatoes, no one will be able to eat it!

Ho ho ho, isn’t this a great idea for survival and making a living in another world!

"Little guard, let's go up the mountain tomorrow! Get him a few hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes!"

"Yeah." With such delicious food, of course I have to get more.

"I'll do something nice for you!"

"Thank you, mistress!"

If you don’t say it any more, you might lose half a sweet potato!

Mu Jiao in the main room: OK, one or two, and I still don’t remember to refill his oil lamp!

He had no choice but to make do with the faint moonlight in front of the bed.

Mu Jiaoshen picked up a piece of food placed in the middle of the plate. It was dry to the touch and a little soft when pinched. He didn't know what it was.

I was so hungry that I took a bite of the skin and flesh!

"en..." Not to mention, Ren's craftsmanship is really good!

It's fragrant, sweet, soft, cottony, and quite delicious!

I ate one in three or five mouthfuls.

He picked up another one with the same appearance and continued to eat it. This sweet potato may have been stained with ashes, and his teeth were a bit rough.

When I continued to eat later, I didn't eat the skin anymore, only the sweet potato flesh.

Well, I guess you can't eat the skin...

After Mu met him, he realized that it was just a two-person meal, and instead of giving him a roast chicken, it was fine to fool him with other food.

Don’t eat the skin and don’t tell him!

If you are fooling around with others, let them touch the ground and eat it.

How low is the status of the young general in this family?

"Huh, let's start cleaning up tomorrow!"

Picking up the teapot on the table, there was already no tea in the pot.

"Shi Hao! Come here!"

This time the little guard heard the master's exchange and rushed over quickly.

"master!"

Mu Jiao raised the teapot and said, "Add more water!"

"The fire hasn't been lit in the stove yet, and there's no hot water. I'm going to boil it now!" He took the teapot and turned around immediately.

Mu Jiao was furious: "First a bowl of water, cold water is fine! A big bowl!"

He hadn't drank water for several hours.

Do you want to thirst him to death?

"Subordinate, go immediately!"

Shi Hao flew out of the window.

He was so derelict in his duties. In the past, he always refilled the master's teapot as soon as it ran out of water.

Recently, he has been thinking about eating chicken, and his thoughts are obviously off track!

That's okay.

Today I went out to roast and eat chicken for a long time. The master must be thirsty.

Shi Hao rushed into the kitchen and filled two large bowls of ice water from the water tank to Mu Jiao.

Then he returned to the kitchen and started a fire to boil water.

He finished it in one go, and when he boiled the water and let it cool again until the temperature was suitable for drinking, Mu Jiao had already eaten and went to bed.

The little guard could only drink the water and let the aunt share it with her.

You can't just throw it away, it's a pity.

With roasted sweet potatoes, roasted corn, and half a roast chicken in her stomach, Ren Yuanyuan slept soundly that night.

In the main room, Shi Hao had a few sweet potatoes, a few corns, and two bowls of cold water fermenting in his belly.

The little guard reflects on his responsibilities, and he must correct himself.

"Ding!"

"when!"

what sound?

Shi Hao rushed out from the side room, and the courtyard was very quiet.

He tried to sense the surrounding area, but there was no one there?

Where did that sound come from!

After a while he returned to the room.

"Ding!"

"when!"

"who!"

Rushed out again!

......

Alert, he heard strange noises that kept him awake all night.