Farming Animals

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Wu Jiu's small stove attracted two uninvited guests on the sixth day.

It was noon, and Wu Jiu washed the fine grains as usual, put them in the pot to cook, and prepared the spices and side dishes aside early, and prepared to add them separately after the fine grain porridge boiled to a certain temperature.

After a few days of experimentation, Wu Jiu readjusted the ratio of the ingredients used in the porridge, removing the side dishes with bad taste and the spices with strong smell. After improvement, this pot of porridge can be called balanced and nutritious up.

The only regret is that the taste is a bit monotonous and there are no other side dishes, but today, Wu Jiu prepared something different.

While looking at the soup pot in front of him, he was thinking in his heart.

The cooking materials in the courtyard are very high-quality, the fire under the stove is very hot, and the rice porridge soon starts to gurgle and steam. After placing the porridge pot, Wu Jiu set up a separate stove , took out some vegetables that had been threaded with hard bamboo.

Putting the skewered vegetables next to the hot slate, Wu Jiu took out another small fruit from the past few days, a small can of rapeseed oil, saying that the can is a bit exaggerated, these slightly turbid oils will not fill the bamboo. At the bottom of the container, Wu Jiu brushed the slate with oil little by little, and then put the vegetables on it to roast.

Mingyou soon produced a huge smoke, and the mass was held in the small courtyard, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The green-haired boy who had been circling around in front of the small courtyard from time to time cast curious and disdainful eyes on Wu Jiu, seeing that Wu Jiu started acting like a demon again, immediately widened his eyes to the maximum, and looked at Wu Jiu without blinking. His eyes were originally thin and narrow, but the way they deliberately widened this time made his slightly feminine face suddenly feel joyful.

Not only the green-haired boy, but also the apprentices who had been sitting in the hall, heard the movement here, and turned their heads to look over from time to time. I have to say that Wu Jiu's every move has attracted everyone's attention. From his first day From the time he started making porridge outdoors, all kinds of eyes began to circle around him, because all his performances were too unusual, but that calm posture rationalized his series of out-of-place actions, which made people bear it. Can't help but look again.

The apprentices who were infested by the smoke began to whisper in twos and threes, and some people had already begun to protest quietly. Unfortunately, when Wu Jiu appeared on the stage on the first day, he was too fierce, leaving a strong psychological shadow on all the Yuzu. People dare to stand up and attack first.

Wu Jiu could only ignore the prying eyes, and even turned a deaf ear to the protests. He kept watching the heat of the vegetables. Seeing that the roasted food was half-cooked, he began to sprinkle seasonings. The salt was brought from outside the boundary, and Wu Jiu cherished it very much. , another gray grain-shaped spice, obtained from a small garden, and Wu Jiu didn't hesitate to sprinkle it. This spice has a cumin-like fragrance, which made Wu Jiu regain a bit of the past. To commemorate the past, Wu Jiu directly changed the awkward scientific name on the leaves of grass and called it cumin.

With the addition of salt and cumin, the aroma of roasted vegetables is immediately forced out. The aroma is no longer the soft and soft taste of vegetable porridge, but has a strong impact, which makes people feel salivary at the bottom of the tongue. The index finger moved, so far, the voice of dissatisfaction finally disappeared, replaced by an involuntary swallowing sound.

This time, Wu Jiu's food finally attracted two guys who were watching from afar to come closer.

"What are you eating?" Just as Wu Jiu was controlling the heat and constantly turning the grilled vegetables on the slate, a clear voice came in first.

Wu Jiu raised her head and saw those familiar round eyes. The red-haired boy named Ah Ran was looking at him with burning eyes. His elk-like pupils seemed to be able to speak.

Seeing Wu Jiu looking over, he immediately pointed to the vegetables on Wu Jiu's slate and repeated the question.

"Roasted vegetables, do you want to eat?" Wu Jiu had a good impression of him. Hearing his question, he answered in a very gentle tone. Seeing the other party waving his hands again and again, with a look of embarrassment, he generously picked up a bunch of them and put them in the other party's hand stuffed.

"There are still people here, how can we treat one more than another." The boy standing beside Ah Ran saw that Wu Jiu had been ignoring him, so he couldn't help but speak up.

Then Wu Jiu turned to look at him, but it was the purple-haired boy who was knocked down by him a few days ago.

"It was my fault a few days ago, so I apologize to you." Facing Shang Wu Jiu's gaze, the purple-haired boy clasped his fists in a generous salute, and apologized first, but he was very sensible.

Wu Jiu couldn't help but look at him more, but saw that the other party's face was calm, there was no trace of reluctance in his brows when he apologized, but his gestures were quite sufficient.

Wu Jiu didn't suffer anyway, so she accepted the other party's apology very "magnanimously".

Seeing this, the latter showed joy, and immediately sat down next to Ah Ran consciously, looking at Wu Jiu expectantly, as if waiting to accept the reception.

Seeing him being so straightforward, Wu Jiu felt amused, but he was not stingy with the food in his hand, so he shared some with him.

"It's really delicious." The purple-haired boy ate a bunch and immediately praised it.

Afterwards, he began to stare at Wu Jiu's uncooked porridge.

Seeing his companion's gluttonous appearance, Ah Ran was very embarrassed, and took the initiative to start the conversation: "My name is Ran Ran, and I come from the Ran family of Yanyang County." He first introduced himself, and then pointed to the boy on the side and said : "This is Bauhinia, from Muyun Zishi, and is my good friend."

"Wu Jiu, my name." Wu Jiu introduced herself very concisely, then looked at the two boys in front of him with great interest and said, "Both of you pride yourself on your ethnicity, so you are both candidates for the next county lord. ?”

"You know quite a lot." The boy named Zijing finally moved his eyes away from the soup pot after hearing the sound, and looked at Wu Jiu with burning eyes.

"I've read a lot of miscellaneous books these days." Wu Jiu said indifferently. "I read in "Tianyuan Guangji" that besides the central capital of the imperial city, there are four counties above Zechuan, namely Heishui County in the northeast, Yanyang County in the northwest, and Muyang County in the southwest. The two counties of Yun and Firshan, these four counties jointly guard the royal family, and the princes of the county are all top-grade feather clans. These four feathers are the Mo family, the Ran family, the Zi family and the Bi family. Self-proclaimed."

Seeing what Wu Jiu said, Zijing couldn't help but nodded and said: "The four surnames have lasted for thousands of years. In a county capital, there may be half of the Yu clan with the same surname, but there are not many real descendants. However, the two of us are direct descendants. , I was born in the Junjun Zhengyuan, and you said that the two of us are candidates for the Junjun, and you are not wrong."

After saying that, he continued: "Speaking of which, this year the four surnames in the palace are all here, look at the guy sitting by the window, he is also a descendant, a descendant of the Mo family, named Mo Yi."

Wu Jiu looked in a blink of an eye, and it was the cold and arrogant black-haired boy who cut off all his words the day he first came.

Bauhinia, who just heard it, said rather dissatisfied on the side: "However, that branch of theirs is so beloved by the Emperor Yu, that they don't even want to be tied with us in rank, claiming to be the top rank. He ignored all the conversations, and only said a word on the day you showed up."

When Zijing said it, she looked very angry, thinking that she had never received such a cold reception.

After making some arrangements for Mo Yi, he pointed to the green-haired boy in the corner of the small garden and said, "There is also the descendant of Lengshan County, this is the one here." After saying that, he saw Looking at the green-haired boy, he said teasingly: "I said Biyu, we've been talking for a long time, and I haven't seen you coming to say hello, and I want to introduce you."

"Who, who wants you to talk too much! I, I don't want to talk to this lowly person." The green-haired boy whose name was called immediately choked.

In one sentence, the three people beside the stove were scolded together.

That Bauhinia was already out of temper and lost all good looks at the moment, pointing at the green-haired boy and said: "Small stammer, say it again!"

"No, rude people!" Seemingly afraid of their large number, the green-haired boy took a few steps on his hind legs in fear, and trotted away with the hem of his clothes on his back.

"People from the Fir Shanbi family have always had a weird temper, and so does Di Zhi." Zijing looked at Bi Yu's back and said, not knowing whether she was explaining to Wu Jiu or explaining herself.

"I've seen all the candidates for the princes of the four counties, but Sansheng is lucky." Wu Jiu couldn't help saying after seeing Bauhinia's explanation.

There was an imperceptible compliment in his tone.

The Bauhinia was really useful when he heard it, and said with a smile: "In this palace, you only need to remember the four of us, and you don't need to pay attention to the others. Most of them are from the side branches of the four counties, and they have some talents, so what is the difference in their status? .” Said, quite a pity

Shaking his head, he said, "It's a pity that no royal descendant came in this year, otherwise, we could still take the limelight of that kid surnamed Mo."

"Prince Palace is weak and sick, I'm afraid I won't be able to come here." Ran Ran finally interjected at this point.

"It's difficult for the emperor's heir. I heard that the main holy tree in the imperial capital had only given birth to this fetal fruit in the past ten years. But today's sage followed Hu and gave birth to many children. It is not a lie that the Xuan family has many children." Zijing immediately heard the words It spread out, bringing out a lot of royal secrets.

"Be careful! This is something we can talk about." Ran Ran heard the words and wanted to gag him.

"It's fine to talk here, how dare I talk nonsense when I go out." Zijing said nonchalantly, but she was obedient and stopped talking.

The two changed the topic at the right time, leading Wu Jiu to talk, Wu Jiu exchanged a few sentences with them, and soon found that the two were trying to find out his depth through small talk.

Wu Jiu was not really an ignorant boy, how could her own Xin Mi be tricked by them, so she played Tai Chi with them with a smile.

After going back and forth, they became acquainted with each other a lot, and the two of them took advantage of the time of chatting to come over for a meal every day. The identities of the two of them were indeed special, and as they sat down in front of the stove, not only did no one dare to come over Funnily enough, even the voices criticizing Wu Jiu disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, the lunch time is limited every day, so Wu Jiu didn't get too much information from them after all.

Zijing looked carefree, but in fact she had a delicate mind. Seeing that Wu Jiu's words were impeccable, she stopped mentioning those spying words, and concentrated on making friends with Wu Jiu, and the friendship became a little more sincere.

With him and Ran Ran, Wu Jiu's lunch time was no longer lonely, and fourteen days passed in a blink of an eye. Wu Jiu followed others and packed up early, only in time to go to a separate place with Zijing Ran Ran. , and then back to God, people are no longer in the hall.

Wu Jiu looked at the unfamiliar surroundings vigilantly, and then put his eyes on the palm of his hand, a piece of purple beautiful jade was in his hand, which was given to him by Bauhinia before the barrier was closed. He sent out a recruitment invitation, wanting to recruit him as a doorman.

Wu Jiu glanced at it with great interest, put it away casually, and looked up again, he saw Rong Xiao.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but the young man's temperament has changed a lot. Wu Jiu looked at him steadily, only feeling that a sharp weapon with sharp edges was slowly walking towards him.

At the core of the sacred wood in the central capital, with the departure of a group of apprentices, the already empty hall became a bit lonely. A tall and healthy man came from outside the hall. He didn't stop at the front and walked straight to apse.

He walked all the way to the golden statue before stopping.

"Why did you stay in the sea of ​​souls for so long? The junior who fought against you caught your eyes." The man sitting on the pedestal was still sitting with one hand on his cheek, with a relaxed expression on his face. Seeing the man approaching, he spoke with a distinctive kind of affection in his tone.

"A dog descendant, don't panic when you meet me, it's interesting." The man replied concisely, his tone was sonorous, faintly carrying the sound of gold and stone.

"Come here soon." Seeing the man standing three steps away and answering, the golden god descendant couldn't help but patted the seat beside him.

The man walked over with a smile and turned into a beast. He had horns on his head, scales on his back, and long tail curled up on the ground. He was actually a majestic Qilin beast!

At this moment, the man could no longer see a trace of cruelty, and he prostrated himself at the feet of the descendants of the gods, obediently like a big dog.

The latter caressed the back of his neck dotingly, and said as if talking to him and talking to himself: "Grey Feather and Dogborn, the lowest and the weakest, this is interesting."