At the end of the natural disaster, I have a capsule house

"Village Chief! What should we do? We definitely can't defeat them!"

"But this cow... we can't just give it to them!"

These villagers had the same thought as Village Chief Wang. How could they give up the yaks they had finally recovered to these bandits?

So Village Chief Wang bravely stepped forward and said to Zuo Zhi, "Our whole village depends on this yak for our livelihood, so we can't give it to you!"

"Yes! Yes! We yaks can't give you anything!" Other villagers also followed suit.

"Then don't blame us for using force to solve it!"

Zuo Zhi winked at the people behind him, and the boys immediately put down their things.

They jogged a few steps and rushed to the villagers.

"You...what are you going to do!" The village chief panicked, turned around and ran away with the villagers.

Now they don't have time to care whether this is the way back, as long as they can get rid of these Sakura people.

In reality, there are no village leaders who think it is as simple as they imagined.

It was raining heavily at the moment, and the villagers were carrying a particularly heavy yak. ​​After only a few steps, they were overtaken by the Sakura people behind them.

Zuo Zhi was not in a hurry at all. He folded his hands on his chest and stood in the pouring rain like a wise man, watching the villagers running around like little white mice.

At this moment, he was actually full of excitement!

He can be loyal to Nakano Qing, pity Chen Jie, and care about his younger brothers, but he is especially cruel to these Chinese people who have nothing to do with him.

He felt that these Chinese people were giving a toast and they were fined with wine. He had clearly told them so politely.

Since he is so ignorant, don't blame him for being rude!

The Sakura countryman who caught up with the villagers jumped up and kicked him hard without saying a word.

"Ouch! Ah...ah..."

The villager carrying the yak was kicked hard in the waist. Several people groaned, and their feet slipped. The four people and the yak they were carrying were kicked into the trees on the roadside.

"Ah! You bandits! You stole my yak and beat my people! Is there any justice in this world? I...I will fight with you!"

Seeing that his villagers were being beaten, the village chief lost his mind. He rolled up his sleeves and shook off the rain hat on his head, and rammed directly into the Sakura countrymen like a cannonball.

Who would have thought...the village chief was kicked out before he even got close to these Sakura countrymen.

"Ah... ah ah..."

The village chief felt pain in his abdomen, and a strong force pushed him backwards.

He screamed several times in succession and completely lost control of his body, until there was a loud bang and the village chief's head hit the big tree on the roadside.

"Village Chief... Village Chief, how are you doing?"

Several villagers who had just been kicked into the grass on the roadside held their waists and endured the pain to see the village chief.

At this time, blood was bleeding from the village chief's forehead and he was unconscious.

Several other young people ran over and took a look, thinking that the village chief had just been thrown to death!

"Ah... they killed our village chief, and we fought with them!"

The villagers called the village chief several times to no avail. Everyone thought that the village chief was really in trouble.

Everyone's blood surged up, and they grabbed tree trunks in the bushes and rushed towards the Sakura countrymen without hesitation.

The people from the Sakura country opposite didn't take these villagers seriously at all.

Just now I just kicked them a few times to tease them. Since these villagers were so disrespectful, they were too lazy to play the trick of catching chickens with them in the rain.

If you have this time, wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the cave early and eat grilled steak?

Sure enough, the people of Sakura Country started to take things seriously, and the villagers were undoubtedly struggling.

More than a dozen people suddenly struggled together like this. The villagers who had never learned martial arts were fighting in a disorganized manner and had no strength at all in their punches.

Click, click, click! Several sounds of broken bones sounded among the melee crowd.

"Ah...my hand! Ahhh..."

The villagers screamed one after another, but these Sakura people became more and more excited as they fought.

Several villagers had their necks broken by them.

The rest had either broken bones all over the body or broken hands and feet. In short, no one could still walk.

After beating the man, Zuo Zhi didn't even raise his eyelids and asked several of his men to carry the yak and prepare to go back to the cave.

There was no trace of guilt for the villagers who were lying on the road and beaten to death by them.

As they walked away, they even kicked the villager who was lying in the middle of the road.

……

On the grassland on the top of the mountain, the golden capsule house shines in the rain.

Su Keke and Grandma Qiao moved a large solid wood table to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. They will eat hot pot here at noon while watching the pouring rain.

What kind of taste is this? I guess no one understands it!

The two of them had put all the ingredients for hot pot on the table, and a large plate full of Su Keke, the various hot pot meatballs that Grandma Qiao liked, was placed on the table.

Grandma Qiao also prepared a lot of her favorite shrimps, swimming crabs, and squid rolls.

Beef rolls, mutton rolls, shredded pork belly, and tenderloin are all must-have dishes for hot pot.

Finally, it’s time to go into the space and gather vegetables!

Su Keke's space has been planted with various seasonal vegetables by Grandma Qiao. She went in and picked some spinach, lettuce, and enoki mushrooms. She took them to the kitchen and washed them before eating.

While Su Keke was washing the vegetables, Grandma Qiao had already boiled the bottom of the pot first.

There is a small hotpot in front of the two people, which is steaming right now.

Su Keke's dish is the bottom of the pork ribs soup pot, and Grandma Qiao specially sprinkled some wolfberries for her, which looks delicious and healthy.

Grandma Qiao’s is spicy hotpot.

She feels that hot pot must have this spicy heat, so that it will be enjoyable.

"Grandma Qiao, come here, let's make meatballs!"

Su Keke put the more difficult-to-cook meatballs into the bottom of the pot for the two of them first, then various seafood and finally the vegetables, filling the small hot pot in front of the two of them.

Grandma Qiao leaned on the table and propped her chin up, looking at the heavy rain outside the window in a daze.

When Su Keke called her, she didn't respond. After a while, she said quietly, "Oh! Okay!"

It wasn't until the bottom of Grandma Qiao's pot started bubbling and the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the table were tightly covered with a layer of mist that Grandma Qiao came back to her senses.

"Grandma Qiao! What are you thinking about?"

Su Keke grabbed a cooked shrimp with both hands and asked while peeling the shell.

"Coco! You said it's raining so hard! Will the villagers hiding in the cave have anything to eat? Should we give them some?"

Grandma Qiao suddenly felt that while she was leisurely eating hot pot here, the villagers in the cave might be hungry, and she felt a little unbearable.

"That's not easy. Once we have lunch, we'll go give them food!"

Su Keke finished peeling the shrimp in her hand, and she ate it in one bite as she spoke.

"Keke, aren't you afraid of exposing your space? Why should we send so many things there?"