The general is wise and mighty

When the group reached the foot of the mountain, all the friends were basically gathered together, and they all looked at the big wild boar tied to the stick and clicked their tongues.

Xiang Ji and Xiang Zhuang put down their sticks and sat down on the ground with their chests heaving slightly.

The little wild boars in Longqie's arms also attracted the attention of many people, and many people wanted them. Longqie took care of two of them in a short while, and took the remaining one back to his home.

An Sheng suddenly saw Xiang Yu waving at him, and walked over.

Xiang Ji asked An Sheng, "Where do you want?"

"Ah?" An Sheng was puzzled, and turned his suspicious eyes to Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji pointed to the wild boar: "On the pig, where do you want it?"

"Still divided?" An Sheng thought they all belonged to Xiang Ji, because he was the one who caught them.

"Well, everyone has a share, it's somewhat different." Xiang Ji's eyes were dark, reflecting An Sheng's appearance.

An Sheng thought for a while, he wasn't particularly keen on meat, but he hadn't touched meat for almost a week: "Let's have pig's trotters."

Xiang Ji looked at him strangely, didn't they usually ask for pork chops? How could he think of dirty pig's trotters, but he agreed anyway, stood up and drew out a knife to divide the meat, but was pulled again clothes corner.

An Sheng smiled shyly at Xiang Ji: "Can you...can I have pork chops?"

Xiang Ji laughed: "If you don't want it, it's mine."

An Sheng was relieved, and stood a little further away to watch Xiang Ji divide the pigs. Because the scene was too bloody, he wandered around idly around. His eyes lit up, and he found peppercorns, and picked some, anyway, they can be used to cook pig's feet.

Sure enough, this was a very correct decision, because the friends who stood close were more or less splattered with blood, and the most hideous one on the clothes was Xiang Ji.

Someone had already brought the braided hemp ropes, put them on the pork one by one and distributed them to everyone, and those who got the distribution left happily.

"A Ji, where's mine?" Long Qi said.

An Sheng looked over and saw that Long Qie had a lot of dirt on his body, he was holding a little wild boar in his arms, and there were a lot of grass leaves on his hair ridiculously.

"Why did you go?" Xiang Yu wiped his face with his sleeve, and his face was stained.

"It ran away, so I chased after it... You finished dividing?!" Long Qie saw the wild boar with only wreckage left, his eyes widened.

Xiang Zhuang laughed at him: "Haha, I don't have yours anymore. Whoever made you absent just now will be headed."

Long Qi curled his lips, saw An Sheng standing aside, and came to pay attention: "A Ji, give me half of Xiao An's."

Xiang Ji frowned, without moving his hands: "Why?"

"I'm more involved than him." Long Que took it for granted.

"But if you have a small one, there is no pork for those who just took away the piglets." Xiang Zhuang explained.

An Sheng came over: "Long Qi, are you sure you want half of me?"

As soon as Long Qi heard that there was something interesting, he nodded immediately: "Of course." It's better than nothing.

An Sheng raised his eyebrows, and waved his hand coolly: "Little chicken, give him half."

Xiang Ji was unwilling at first, but thinking that what An Sheng wanted were four pig's trotters, it was useless, so he agreed, picked up two pig's trotters and handed them to Long Qie: "Here."

Long Qi was dumbfounded: "Hooves... Hooves? Xiao An, why do you want such a thing? How can you eat without meat?!"

An Sheng rolled his eyes at him: "Don't blame the pig if you don't know how to do it yourself."

"Then you will do it?" Long Ke said stiffly.

"meeting."

"Okay, I'll eat after you make it." Long Qi nodded, not convinced.

"Why?" An Sheng glanced at Long Qi, "Who are you?"

Long Qie's eyes drifted left and right, and he drifted to the little pig in his arms who was still arching his clothes: "If you can cook delicious food, I'll give you the little pig."

"Cut, I don't want it yet." An Sheng looked at the dragon and his face was flushed, and sighed, "All right, all right, I'll make it for you later."

Long Qi sniffled and agreed.

As soon as he entered the house, Long Qi yelled to eat pig's trotters.

An Sheng fetched a basin of water, put the four pig's trotters in and washed it, asked Xiang Yu to help boil the pot of hot water, and said to Long Qi, "What's the rush? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I can't get a flower girl in a hurry!"

"Uh, girl Hua?" Long Qie blinked.

It was only then that An Sheng realized that what he said was bald, and he quickly covered it up: "You put the small ones in your house first, make a nest before you come here, maybe you can eat them."

Long Qi looked at the one in his arms that was about to throw off his clothes, and felt that this was a serious matter, so he agreed to An Sheng's suggestion, ran home to let the piglets go, and took Xiang Zhuang away as a coolie.

After blanching off the pig hair, An Sheng rubbed his chin and thought: I brought back the peppercorns, tasted it, and it tasted like peppercorns, so what about the star anise and cinnamon?

Xiang Ji was burning firewood next to him, seeing An Sheng distressed: "What's wrong?"

"Is there a plant with eight horns? And cinnamon?"

Xiang Ji squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "Cinnamon... medicine? I'll go to the doctor's to see. What else do you want?"

"Well, astragalus... and all kinds of things that taste numb." An Sheng didn't know what to put in the pig's trotters, but when he was a child, he saw the old man in his family cook it, and the pig's trotters he bought later would definitely not grow to the end. What is it used to cook, simply decided to smash the pot.

After a while, Xiang Ji brought all the things.

An Sheng vaguely remembered that it was necessary to wrap the raw materials with gauze, but he felt that there must be no gauze in this era.As for the clothes, each family is so precious, I don't think I will let myself ruin it. Forget it, I just put it in and put the lid on it.

Then moved a small stool, sat down and waited.

Xiang Ji also waited with him, adding more firewood to the stove from time to time.

"How long do you want to stay?" After waiting for half an hour, Xiang Ji finally couldn't help but speak.

"Uh, I don't know, let's see if it's done." An Sheng stood up and was about to open the pot to taste it. His eyes were dark and he almost fell into the pot when he lost his footing. Luckily, Xiang Yu gave him a hand.

Half a minute later, the scene in front of An Sheng's eyes recovered, and seeing Xiang Yu's slightly frowning face, he pulled his arm out of his hand in embarrassment.

"I'll ask the doctor to come and show you." Xiang Ji said as he was about to go out.

An Sheng quickly grabbed him: "I'm fine."

Xiang Ji said he didn't believe it, and it was okay to almost fall into the pot.

"I have postural hypotension, which means that the blood supply to the brain can't keep up when I go from a low place to a high place suddenly, so my eyes turn black... Well, I can tell you that you don't understand." An Sheng explained, thinking It was impossible for Xiang Ji to understand. He also had this problem in his previous life.

Xiang Ji: "Then how do you know?"

"I'm not from your place." An Sheng replied reflexively.

Xiang Ji frowned tightly: "Where are you from?"

"I'm... Oh, I'm really telling you that you don't know, and I don't understand what's going on." An Sheng explained his incompetence.

"Then do you still want to go?" Xiang Ji was concerned.

"Shouldn't be able to leave." An Sheng recalled the novels he had read. Didn't they all search around after arriving in another world and give up living a peaceful life after finding no entrance or exit?

Xiang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, pointing to the pot: "The water is almost dry."

"Ah?" An Sheng quickly turned his head to look at the pot, added two scoops of water into it, poked it with chopsticks, but it didn't move much, "Wait a minute, it seems it's not cooked yet."

Half an hour later, Long Qie ran back with Xiang Zhuang: "Is it all right, is it all right?"

An Sheng propped his chin, staring at the fire in a daze: "No——"

Long Qi's high emotions disappeared immediately: "It's too slow."

"Try cooking a pot of bones. It's only an hour...ah no, it's only half an hour. If you want to eat, just wait." An Sheng didn't sleep well at night, and woke up early in the morning. When he fell asleep, he was in a bad mood. His tone was very aggressive.

Xiang Ji brought a bowl of cold water to Long Qie and Xiang Zhuang, and said to An Sheng, "Why don't you sleep for a while, and I'll call you later."

"Well, good idea." An Sheng got up immediately, and when he walked halfway, his eyes became dark, and he quickly stood up holding the door, and continued to walk forward after listening for half a minute.

Xiang Ji saw it, and thought in his heart that since An Sheng didn't want to see the doctor, he would find time to help him ask, and he should take medicine.

When An Sheng was woken up by Xiang Ji, he could already smell the smell of meat, so he immediately sat up, put on his shoes and ran to the kitchen.Sure enough, the aroma is more obvious when the lid is lifted.

An Sheng waited for the heat to dissipate and poked a hole with his chopsticks, it should be cooked.Take it out and taste it, it melts in your mouth, it may be overcooked, but the taste is okay, just——

Why is the color so pale?

An Sheng thought about it again: It should be the problem that there is no soy sauce and it cannot be colored.Just put your mind at ease and put them on a plate one by one.

Long Qi felt a little greedy when he smelled it, and wanted to reach out to grab a piece, but was hit by An Sheng's chopsticks on his finger, and took it back in pain.

An Sheng stared at him: "Wait for Uncle Xiang to come back. Also, wash your hands before eating, or you won't be at the dinner table!"

Xiang Zhuang secretly laughed at Long Qi, he, Xiang Ji and even Xiang Liang had already been told by An Sheng that they were in the habit of washing their hands before meals and feet before going to bed. At this moment, someone could finally be laughed at by him, and of course they had to be arrested. Live the opportunity.

When the food was on the table, Xiang Liang just entered the door, and said with a smile: "I can smell the aroma before I enter the door. I heard that Xiao Ji caught a wild boar today."

Xiang Ji responded flatly: "Yes." Neither humble nor overbearing.

An Sheng smiled and said, "Uncle Xiang, I will eat wild pork and trotters for lunch."

"Pig trotters? How can you eat without meat?" Long Qi heard Xiang Liang's answer, and just as he was about to tell him what An Sheng had told him, someone stomped on his foot.

Long Qi stared at Xiang Zhuang who was sitting next to him - why?

Xiang Zhuang replied with his eyes - I want to die, that's my uncle.

Long Qi reluctantly lay down on the table, sniffing hard, greedily absorbing the smell of meat.

The five sat down at the table. An Sheng expressed his satisfaction with today's sumptuous table. There were special pork chops—of course, braised in soy sauce. People at this time don't know what stew is, and their own pig's trotters— —Although it doesn’t look good, it’s better than the taste.

Xiang Liang picked up a piece of pig's trotter, took a bite, and looked at the pig's trotter on his chopsticks in amazement: "It tastes good."

An Sheng smiled: "Uncle Xiang, pig's trotters can be eaten by hand."

Ever since, all five of them ate until their hands were fragrant and their mouths were full of oil.

From then on, Long Qie looked at the pig's trotters with admiration, and gave An Sheng his thumbs up: "Xiao An, when the little pig grows up, you will still cook this."

Seeing that he was eating happily, An Sheng didn't expose him - he didn't know how many years it would be when he grew up, so he threw a bone that was basically gnawed clean by the puppy on the ground excitedly wagging its tail.

The leaves are gradually turning yellow, and the original greenness of the mountain has been replaced by gold. An Sheng has also exercised enough to climb the small waterfall on the mountain without being too tired.

An Sheng went to the Xiang family's field to see it. It was a paddy field. It was the first time he saw such a large paddy field since he grew up in the north and hadn't traveled much.

Seeing Xiang Liang driving the buffalo with his whip, An Sheng tilted his head and asked Xiang Ji, "I've never seen Uncle Xiang bring a buffalo home."

"Several families bought it together, one family raised it, and the others helped collect the grain." Xiang Ji said, "It's time to collect it soon."

An Sheng looked at the big piece of Jin Cancan and nodded: "Well, can I help out in the field?" Looking at Xiang Ji at him, he quickly added, "Uh, I've never planted such a field, so I don't know what to do, I can Cook and bring them over for you."

Xiang Ji nodded: "OK."

After a while, he added: "I didn't intend to let you come to the field. Seeing your small body, you won't be tired and sick."

An Sheng pursed his lips in grief and anger, and protested silently in his heart—how could it be my fault, the child's bones were too weak, okay? I've tried my best to mend them, but I seldom had meat to eat, so I couldn't grow them.

Xiang Ji paused for a while, without looking at An Sheng, his eyes fell on the golden rice: "When the grain is harvested, there will be meat to eat."

An Sheng shuddered, could this person be able to read minds?But he couldn't help teasing, "I'll go to school when the food is harvested."

Xiang Ji choked for a moment, looked at An Sheng, An Sheng grinned at him, thinking in his heart that he couldn't beat you and should kill you.

Xiang Ji didn't respond much: "Go to school as soon as you go to school, and you have to run five miles every day."

"Well, isn't it just five miles...how many miles?!" An Sheng exclaimed.

Xiang Yu stretched out a slap to show him: "Count by yourself."

An Sheng patted it with one hand: "Get out!" Unexpectedly, he was caught by Xiang Ji, and he struggled for a long time to no avail.

"Let go and let go."

Xiang Ji let go of his hand casually. An Sheng was trying to pull back with all his strength, but suddenly there was no object to bear the force on, and he almost fell off his ass, so he quickly grabbed Xiang Yu's arm to keep his balance.

In the end, Xiang Ji said, "Don't you want to let go?"

An Sheng glared at Xiang Ji immediately after standing still: "Xiang Xiaoji, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you will treat me as a sick cat!"

Xiang Ji is now immune to An Sheng calling himself a nickname, so he can call it, anyway, he is the only one who dares to call him, and it sounds more like "Xiaoji".

"Even if you show your power, you are still a kitten, and even a little tiger is not a tiger."

"Xiang Xiaoji!" An Sheng hit him, but Xiang Yu didn't feel any force, and looked at An Sheng sideways and smiled.

"Hey, why don't you run away when I hit you." An Sheng hit him again, curled his lips, his body was too hard, it didn't feel good, and it hurt his palm.

"It doesn't hurt." Xiang Ji said calmly.

"Then you can't pretend!" An Sheng put his hips on his hips, "At least give me some face!"

"Okay." Xiang Ji nodded and started to run.

An Sheng didn't realize it for a while, and realized after two seconds that Xiang Ji had really given him "face", and immediately chased after him with a smile on his face.

"Xiang Xiaoji, don't run away if you have the ability!"

"Don't run away..."

"Damn, you have the ability to run slower!"