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This strong wind roared for most of the night, bringing not only wanton destruction but also a few dark rain clouds. However, the reality seemed to be lenient to a few travelers who had gone through all the hardships. There was no so-called heavy rain. Now, apart from the invisible sunrise, there were just a few more thin layers of mist filling the air.
The strong wind last night almost broke the carriage shaft from the middle. You must know that this is an important accessory connecting the horse and the carriage. Without this accessory, the carriage will definitely not be able to run.
Fortunately, Bai Feng and his team worked together and tried their best to control the horses that were frightened by the gusts of wind. They prevented the shaft yoke from being completely destroyed, and the subsequent repair work did not have to be too cumbersome, although it was still very time consuming. A lot of time.
Bai Feng and Su Qing came out of the carriage one after another. It was clear that they had not slept well all night, and they would start a new day's journey with an innocent heart. One of them stayed next to the carriage, observing the damage to the carriage, while the other knight in green drove Bai Feng's horse to explore the road conditions nearby.
Bai Feng claimed that he once learned carpentry from his father, so he was capable enough to completely repair the broken shaft in front of him. He patted his chest and returned to the carriage with confidence to preach to the other two girls.
"Yan'er, Miss Zichai, can you find a few kilograms of fat skin and meat from that pile of grain? I need you to steam them, mash them, and then make them into a sticky paste..."
The two women obeyed and immediately got up and rummaged through the cabinets and found a big piece of fat meat with skin on it. They went outside and found an iron pot that had been overturned by the strong wind. Then they prepared hay and water, and threw the meat into the pot to steam it until it was tender.
Murong Yan always carries grinding tools. In her luggage, except for her precious mirror and a few pieces of clothing, the rest were all things related to treating illnesses and saving lives. Then, they began to take turns playing with the soft meat.
Due to the invasion of rain and mist, the unique fragrance on the grassland becomes more intense. The originally boring air seems to have been given a mysterious seasoning, delicate and gentle, spreading from the sky to the earth, and then feeding back a scent from the earth to the sky. Warm breath.
The mist will blow towards people's faces with the wind, often making their skin wet and moist. At the same time, it will take away the unique breath of each person and present it to another person with the wind.
In such a climate, Bai Feng looked for any damage on the carriage while paying attention to them who were working hard.
"Ah! How come there is the smell of yarrow flowers on the grassland?" The young swordsman sighed in his heart, his eyes constantly glancing over there.
Murong Yan was seen shaking her hands that were holding stones to relieve the numbness and bitterness caused by continuous pounding of meat paste for a long time. Zichai on the side is also doing things selflessly. Even though she doesn't know the use of doing so, it seems that as long as she can help others, she will feel extremely comfortable.
The continuous rain could not hide their smiles, but made their aura even more charming. Although Bai Feng was not drunk, she was fascinated by such a small beauty. He was stunned for a while before he remembered what he wanted to do. He walked over, smiled as brightly as the two women, and greeted them.
"You two, I thought you would complain that Mr. Su and I failed to protect you. Unexpectedly, you are much happier than the two of us!"
Murong Yan said: "Such natural disasters are not your or my responsibility. If you want to blame anyone harshly, you can't blame God for not giving us a good way to go, right?"
"Sister Murong is right. Actually, I think this kind of thing is quite interesting! This is my first time making this kind of paste. I wonder what Mr. Bai is doing with it?"
Before Zichai finished speaking, Su Qing rode up slowly from the high slope of the road ahead. His voice came from a distance and said, "Hey! You guys are making delicious food while I'm not around!"
After hearing what Su Qing said, Bai Feng smiled and waved to the other side, as if she really cooked the meat while he was away. Then she answered Zi Chai's question and said, "This kind of meat paste can glue the gaps in the wood." , so that it doesn’t have to be too fragile, just enough to repair the damage on our carriage!”
As he spoke, Bai Feng secretly took away the only grinding tool and started kneading the meat paste. After Murong Yan and Zichai found out, the two women naturally had a dispute.
"Brother Feng, please feel free to leave this simple job to us!"
"Yes! Mr. Bai, your face is covered with dust every day. You don't even have time to get close to Miss Murong. It's too hard!"
"Zichai! What are you talking about!"
Bai Feng couldn't help but put down what she was doing, held her forehead and smiled reluctantly: "Since you have said so, I will wait for you to make these pastes and bring them to me."
After saying that, the young swordsman stood up and left. Su Qing followed closely, smelling the aroma of meat, and hurried back.
"Leave some meat for me. I was hungry all night last night!"
"Brother Su, this meat is not for people to eat."
"Brother Bai, this is unethical. You are clearly cursing me in a roundabout way for not being a human being!"
Murong Yan and Zi Chai both laughed from ear to ear after hearing this, but no one was willing to explain.
"Hey, don't waste the good food!" Su Qing saw the girls pounding the meat, and his anger arose again, and said: "If you don't give it to me, don't waste the food! You people have never been hungry. , can this kind of thing still be eaten?”
After a short while, the ridiculous thing happened, Bai Feng stood up and explained: "Brother Su, this is the paste used to repair the carriage, not for eating. As for hunger, everyone is hungry! If you want to eat, you have to wait until at least noon. Otherwise we wouldn’t have enough food to waste like this.”
After hearing this, Su Qing knew that he had made a joke. Unexpectedly, he did not feel ashamed. Instead, he replied arrogantly: "I wanted to tell you some good news, but unfortunately, I don't have the energy to speak now. I'm going to rest first." Just give it a try..."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Su, there are still a few taels of fine meat here!" Murong Yan stood up from the lawn, presented the few taels of meat leftover for making paste, and then sneered: "We all know that Mr. Su is not in good health. One day It doesn’t matter if you don’t eat meat or drink alcohol. If you’re hungry, how can we endure the rest of the journey?”
"My master is in very good health!" Su Qing retorted resolutely: "As for drinking, I think Brother Bai seems to be quite good at it. A well-behaved person like him should be very interesting after getting drunk. Bar?"
After finishing speaking, Su Qing cast her eyes greedily on Murong Yan, observing her interesting reaction. For Murong Yan, "Drunk Bai Feng" meant the sweet and painful memory of that day at Yuyi Zhao's Trading Company, which made her a little embarrassed.
However, Murong Yan would not admit defeat. She bit her lip and looked sideways at the young swordsman. She quickly withdrew her love and Ying replied to Su Qing angrily: "Tell me, what good news is there!"
"There was a shepherd in front of me and told me that this place is the junction of Wuchuan and Huaishuo, which means that Woye Town is right in front of us. It is estimated that we can reach Woye Town in two days at most. Unexpectedly, the strong wind last night was actually a good omen! "
After Su Qing finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar. No one thought that they could really cross seven towns in ten days, from Yuyi to Fertile Fields, without losing a single soldier.
