I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Han Yi turned to look at Yan Zheng and asked, "Should we just run away first?"

It's true to blame the old man for being good at martial arts, but two fists are no match for four hands. What if he was caught and confessed the two of them?

Yan Zheng also obviously yearned for the strange old man's ability to come and go without a trace, and after looking in that direction for a long time, he said: "It's okay, he didn't really want to kill people."

"Huh?" Han Yi looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Zheng said: "He probably didn't believe us, so he wanted to verify it, but he didn't want to speak out, so he just made up an excuse."

Han Yi didn't doubt Yan Zheng's analysis, but he became more and more suspicious of this strange old man, and said: "Let's go after eating, his way of disappearing is really weird, and we have to sleep in the open. With his skills, there is no situation that he cannot enter the city, maybe he is also a fugitive, I think it is better not to get involved with each other."

The most important thing is that if there are pursuers, those who can be sent to chase this old man must be very skilled. Isn't it a piece of cake to catch him and Yan Zheng?

Let's go, let's go quickly, we don't need any masters, the two of them are the safest.

These are all trivial matters, of course Yan Zheng is following Han Yi's orders.

After the two of them walked a long way on the road, Han Yi was relieved.

At noon, the two found an open space, took out the charcoal and lit it.

These charcoals are the unburned firewood found before, and there will be such residues after the fire is extinguished, which is not as good as the charcoal of later generations, but because it is not always possible to pick up firewood, Han Yi also brought it with him. up.

Because I told Yan Zheng before that he wanted to make stewed rice for him, he started to mix some dried vegetables and meat, but there were only a few of them. The most important thing was that there were not many seasonings, and the airtightness of the earthen pot not too good.

Han Yi didn't know what it would taste like in the end, so he could only make do with it.

Yan Zheng looked at Han Yi's water and mud again and couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing? It's too cold, let me come."

Han Yi waved his hand: "No, no, what if your hands get frostbitten?"

This is the hand that will guide the country in the future, not to mention that there is a fire next to it, and it is not so cold.

Yan Zheng looked at him silently, feeling a strange feeling in his heart, but he suppressed it, watching Han Yi squeeze the mud into a strange-looking shape.

It looks like a stove, but it is round and very small.

Then he watched Han Yi squeeze another small disc.

After finishing these two things, Han Yi threw them aside to dry, raised his head and smiled at Yan Zheng and said, "It's a bit troublesome to stop and light the fire to cook every noon, so I just built a small stove, anyway. We have carbon firewood, so we can get something to eat in the car and take shelter from the wind, and we will cook something delicious for you when we find a place to stay at night."

Yan Zhengshun said, "Is there any bad food in your cooking?"

After hearing this, Han Yi was a little proud. He used to be an ordinary cook, but now he was praised by Yan Zheng. He wished he could cook all the delicious food he knew.

It's a pity that it doesn't work now. Without that condition, Han Yi must build a kitchen according to his own plan when he arrives in the state of Qin!

When Han Yi was thinking about what the future kitchen should look like, he felt a gust of wind blowing and the fire swayed.

Han Yi, who had experienced it once, suddenly froze there, his mind was full of: No way?Can you find them all?

Yan Zheng asked, "Why does the old man appear and disappear?"

The strange old man was a little unhappy and said: "The two little dolls turned back on their promises, didn't they say that they would wait for the old man to come back?"

Han Yi faintly smelled a smell of burnt smell, took down the crock pot and said, "If you say kill people, go kill them. We dare not go with you."

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the earthen jar, sniffled and felt that the smell was okay, and handed it to Yan Zheng.

Seeing that there were only two earthen jars in total, Han Yi was obviously only serving the two of them, so he was very greedy, so he said, "The old man just said it casually, how could he kill people casually?"

Han Yi took a mouthful of stewed rice, tasted it, raised his head and asked vaguely with puffy cheeks, "What did the old man do?"

The strange old man's thoughts of being attracted by the fragrance of rice came back immediately, he glanced at Han Yi strangely, shook his head and said, "I am indeed looking for that person, but that person has not lived in the post house, so he came back to escort you to the Yanzhao border .”

The strange old man said that his eyes fell on Han Yi's crock pot again, which meant that the meaning was quite obvious-the old man has come to protect you, and you don't even care about the meal?

Han Yi was helpless, and it happened that he had done too much for this job. He was worried that Yan Zheng would not have enough food to give him, but now it seems that Yan Zheng's job should be about the same.

Therefore, Han Yi divided his share in half, blamed the old man for his eyes lit up after taking the first bite, and said: "Little... little baby has the ability of Diya!"

Han Yi was immediately unhappy after hearing this: "Who are you calling a beast?"

The strange old man was dumbfounded by his question, and looked at Han Yi in a daze.

Han Yi then said: "Di Ya even killed his own son and made it into dishes to invite pets. What is it if it's not a beast?"

The strange old man scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "I don't understand these things, I just heard people say it, don't take it to heart, little baby."

Yan Zheng has been eating silently on the sidelines. He has been observing since Han Yi shared the food with the strange old man. However, the more he observes, the more he feels that something is wrong. The attitude of the strange old man towards Han Yi has changed slightly, even his eyes have become different. .

Yan Zheng put down the crock and asked, "Have you asked the old man Gao's name?"

The strange old man, who was working hard, paused slightly after hearing this, and then said: "My surname is Nie, and you all call me Old Nie."

After hearing this, Han Yi began to wonder if there was a master named Nie in this article.

After all, as a historical book that mainly talks about political games and wars, there are very few people with strong martial arts throughout the book, and everyone is a legendary figure.

However, Han Yi thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out. There are only two possibilities, either there are many people in this world who are better than Mr. Nie, or this old man is lying!

Han Yi is more inclined to the latter. In the original text, Wei Wu's force value is not low, but she may not be able to beat Yan Zheng.

Taking Yan Zheng as the benchmark, Nie Lao's force value is indeed very high.

Thinking of this, Han Yi gave Yan Zheng a look.

It happened that Yan Zheng also wanted to remind him that the two of them looked at each other and saw that they knew each other well.

When he was on his way after dinner, Mr. Nie threw Han Yi and Yan Zheng in, and said, "You two are too slow, no, no, let me do it."

Han Yi and Yan Zheng were a little bit sorry at first, after all, this one looked too old.

As a result, when the two of them were thrown into the car one by one by Mr. Nie, there was only speechlessness left.

Yan Zheng silently took out the notebook Han Yi used to draw the geography along the way and wrote two words: Be careful.

Han Yi understood immediately, nodded, and then... began to think about what to eat for Yan Zheng at night.

Old Nie's driving skills may be true to them, Yan Zhenghao to be exact, after all, the two of them have only passed two cities after walking for so many days, and they are not far from the border of Yanzhao this night.

In the evening, Han Yi offered Yan Zheng barbecue with a new baking tray, but Mr. Nie turned his head and left after asking what it was.

When he came back, he was carrying a bunch of pheasants in his hand.

It's really a bunch. It is conservatively estimated that there are two or three adult chickens, and there are a few chickens.

Is this a direct copy of the whole family of pheasants?

Yan Zheng was only beating one, compared to this one, he was really ruthless.

Mr. Nie directly threw the bundled pheasant in front of him and said, "Come on, since you've done it, let's do more."

Han Yi said in a daze: "Chicken... let's let it go?"

It would be too tragic to directly exterminate the family.

It doesn't matter to Mr. Nie, anyway, he just waits to eat.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but said, "How can I bake it before I clean it?"

Han Yi said: "I'm sure I can't finish eating so much, get a beggar chicken and save it for tomorrow's journey."

Old Nie said casually, "We will probably be able to reach the border tomorrow. If you travel fast enough, you should be able to settle down in Daochun tomorrow night."

Daochun is the closest Yan State city to Zhao State, and it can be regarded as a border city. Han Yi was immediately elated after hearing this.

This road trip, eating and sleeping in the open can be regarded as over, he can only rely on hot water to wipe his body for the past two days, and he feels that he is about to stink!

When he is in a good mood, he can perform better. The grill pan is open, so when the pheasant fat is cooked, Mr. Nie can't sit still.

He just stared at Han Yi as he fried the decomposed chicken until it was golden brown. Han Yi also mixed yellow rice noodles and soybean flour to fry the pancake, then carefully cut it open, sandwiched the chicken in, and added a little Cooked dried vegetables.

He abruptly made an ancient version of a simple sandwich for Yan Zheng.

Or it is more appropriate to call it simple Roujiamo.

Yan Zheng had never seen this kind of eating method before. After taking it, he took a bite and was immediately attracted by the rich taste.

Originally, the cake made of yellow rice noodles and soybean flour was relatively dry, but because of the fried chicken sandwiched in it, the fat soaked into the cake, and the addition of dried vegetables could somewhat remove some of the overly greasy taste, which made him quite fond of it.

Seeing the way Han Yi made Yan Zheng eat, Mr. Nie muttered, "Little baby is biased."

But he didn't say much, but he made one according to his method, and his face was flushed immediately after eating.

Until the next day, the old man was still thinking about Roujiamo.

Even a little worried: "Hey, it's only a day's work, do you want to cook more food today?"

Han Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes. If it wasn't for Yan Zheng's nutrition, he really thought he liked cooking in the wilderness?

troublesome!If the person traveling with me is replaced by Mr. Nie, I'm sorry, let's eat dry food!

It was only after they arrived at the border that they discovered that martial law had begun across the Yanzhao border.

Han Yi and Yan Zheng were caught off guard. Yan Zheng turned to look at Mr. Nie and asked, "Mr. Nie must be very familiar with the situation here. I don't know where I can go around?"

Mr. Nie immediately shook his head and said: "That place is very dangerous, you two will die if you go there, alas, this old man will help you one last time, go and see if anyone can take you there."

Han Yi immediately said: "If it works, I will make a new dish tonight to thank Mr. Nie."

When Mr. Nie heard this, he was very motivated, and said quickly, "I have an old friend here, so follow me."

Han Yi and Yan Zheng followed immediately, and after finding the old friend's house that Mr. Nie had mentioned, Mr. Nie turned around and walked out as soon as he pushed the courtyard door.

Han Yi and Yan Zheng were stunned for a moment, and then saw a tall and heroic young man rushing out from inside and shouting, "Teacher!"

Then there was a person behind him who shouted: "Gong Zichuan, stop!"

Han Yi immediately pricked up his ears: Huh?Gongzichuan?