Song Que guessed that the little hunter still wanted to kill him, so he pondered for a moment and said he wanted a wild boar. Song took his bow and dagger and asked, "Do you use this to kill wild boars?"
Wild boars are not fake pigs. They are very ferocious. It is impossible for a little hunter to catch a wild boar without even taking a knife.
Most of the little Orion's face was covered by his beard, but Song could not clearly see the guilty emotion on his face. However, after being stared at by Song like this, the little Orion spoke: "My wild boar makes the most delicious food. You If you don’t want to kill the wild boar, you can kill something else.”
Seeing that the little hunter gave up, Song did not mean to be aggressive and just said: "Since your wild boar is delicious, let's catch the wild boar."
The little Orion was forced to form a team with Song Que and had to go to the mountains to hunt wild boars. The idea of catching wild boars was actually a test. The little Orion had been training in winter and summer since he was young. It would be difficult for a person to hunt wild boars by himself and escape unscathed. However, Song agreed so readily. His skills were probably even higher than he thought. Some.
The little hunter wanted to persuade Song Que to give up this idea, but the wild boar that usually rarely appeared suddenly appeared and rushed towards the two of them with its fangs straight out.
The little Orion became anxious and turned around to run away. He didn't have any weapons on him. It was absolutely stupid to fight a wild boar with bare hands. He couldn't die here.
Song said sadly to the system: "I feel very sorry for this wild boar."
Then the wild boar was chopped with a palm and was left with only one breath left. Unfortunately, it didn't even have time to squawk, and only a weak grunt was left.
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While the little hunter was busy climbing up the tree to ensure safety, Song took a few steps back, opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and fired three arrows at once, all of which were deeply pierced into the wild boar's body. Then he stepped forward and struck the capital with a long dagger or a short dagger. Plunging upwards, trying to create a scene of normal death.
Then he said to the little hunter who had just climbed up the tree over there: "Young man, come down. Will you resist the pig?"
The little hunter didn't believe his ears, looked back suspiciously, and settled on the tree in surprise. It wasn't until Song Que urged him again that he got down from the tree quickly.
Although Song Que's identity is still unclear, the little Orion can basically determine that he is not the person sent by the imperial court to arrest him. The little hunter blushed a little, knowing that his behavior of running away just now was too dishonest and could not be called a gentleman. It went against the family tradition of the Mu family. But now that the Mu family is gone, if he stays here, Sister Wan and Sister Qing will have no choice but to wait for death. Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang's mood sank again. What capital does he have now to talk about family tradition and family training, and what ability does he have to be a gentleman
Because of his unkind behavior just now, Mu Wushuang did not refute Song Que's instructions and silently stepped forward to pick up the wild boar's body.
This wild boar was much heavier than an adult man. Although Mu Wushuang was tall, he was not yet in his prime. He gritted his teeth and lifted the wild boar up, taking each step deeply.
Song Qing was tapping behind him and waving his hand gently, and Mu Wushuang's clenched teeth relaxed a little. He stopped hesitantly and put the wild boar on the ground. Not noticing that there was no piece of meat missing, he picked up the pig again with a frown on his face, but the relief was genuine.
Mu Wushuang couldn't figure it out, but the strange things that happened today were not just one or two, so he didn't force himself to think about it. It was getting late, and the two sisters would be worried if they didn't go back.
Mu Wushuang said to Song Que: "I don't know how to call you young hero?"
The skill of killing wild boar made Mu Wushuang believe that Song Qi was a martial arts person.
Song Que didn't correct him, and said generously: "My surname is Song, and my name only has the word "que". How should I call my little friend?"
Mu Wushuang paused and said, "Brother Song calls me Xiao Wu. I still have sisters at home. It's late tonight, so I have to hurry up and trouble Brother Song to keep up with me."
Song Que nodded: "Of course, Xiao Wu, you don't need to worry about me, just follow your footsteps as soon as possible."
After hearing this, Mu Wushuang knew what was going on, and knew that Song Que meant for him to leave openly, so he gathered his energy and strode forward. As expected, Song Que fell behind him not far away, looking elegant and carefree, with a calm expression on his face.
Mu Wushuang lived in a wooden house with a courtyard at the foot of the mountain. The fence around the courtyard was very strong, and the top was filled with sharp branches.
Standing at the door, he could vaguely see the light inside, and Mu Wushuang blew a long whistle at the door. After a while, the door opened slightly and a little head popped out. It was a girl of eight or nine years old. She was pretty and cute, but her thin eyes were a little protruding, which made her look pitiful.
The girl ran over and opened the door for the two of them. As soon as she saw Song Que, she hid behind her brother and was startled by the arrow stuck in the big wild boar.
Mu Wushuang burst out laughing and said, "Jiu'er, go in and ask Xiao Qi to clean up, and then heat up the hot water. We have guests tonight."
Jiuer pursed her lips when her brother laughed. When she heard him say treat, she looked at Mu Wushuang hesitantly, as if she didn't know why he made such a decision.
Mu Wushuang said: "Brother Song shot this. We cooked it tonight and had a good meal."
Only then did Jiu'er start to move, turned around and ran towards the house.
Mu Wushuang wanted to cook the wild boar in the courtyard first, but Song did not rush into the house. Instead, he followed Mu Wushuang to see how he handled the wild boar.
Mu Wushuang's movements were not smooth. He had never handled such a big wild boar before. He had mostly hunted smaller wild animals before. This was his first time handling such a big one, but he still had some basic attempts.
Mu Wushuang took off the bow and arrows from the wild boar. He had already put away the dagger, and now the wild boar was clean. Mu Wushuang wanted to tie the four hooves of the wild boar to a stick, but Song Que rolled up his sleeves and came to help. One second he looked like an immortal from heaven, but this moment he was like a mortal cook.
The two of them worked together to hang the wild boar on a stick with its hooves facing up and its back. Mu Wushuang took a basin to bleed the pig, and the blood flowed into the basin. Song Que glanced at the basin and thought about how to make it more delicious, but Mu Wushuang misunderstood.
Mu Wushuang seemed to feel a little embarrassed and explained: "Pig blood can also be made into food. Maybe this way of eating is a bit cheap..."
He didn't know that pig blood and pig offal could be cooked into food before, but he found out after he was too hungry.
Song Que's eyes were slightly bent, as if with a smile, and he said: "There are only good and bad food, so how can there be so many distinctions between high and low?"
Mu Wushuang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You're right, I'm too persistent."
After collecting the pig's blood, Mu Wushuang took the basin in and carried a large bucket of boiled hot water out. The hot water was scalding hot. Mu Wushuang used a ladle to scoop up the water and scalded the wild boar from head to tail. Plucked. Song Que didn't just stand there the whole time. Seeing that he had extra tools, he unceremoniously pulled out the pig hairs with him.
Song Que said: "I don't have a big appetite, but I am somewhat interested in cooking. If you don't mind the trouble, you don't have to cook many portions for me. You just want to cook a few more dishes to open my eyes. The rest are The meat is a thank you gift, you can do whatever you like with it."
Mu Wushuang was stunned and nodded towards him.
Song Que seemed to have remembered something, and untied the baggage from his back, handed it to Mu Wushuang, and said, "Let's use these for cooking today."
Here are all the condiments he brought back when he moved randomly before.
Mu Wushuang frowned slightly and wanted to refuse, but Song said: "I just want to have a delicious meal. I don't want to give these darlings to you. You have to return them to me after you use them."
Only then did Mu Wushuang respond. As if he suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and said to Song Que with some embarrassment: "My cooking skills are average, I just need to cook them well."
Song Que said: "I'm not good at cooking, I only know a few things. If you don't care, we'll make a fool of ourselves. Anyway, this game is born with a special character, so there's no need for us to show off."
Mu Wushuang smiled, chopped off the pig's head, and said to Song Que: "In that case, I'll do it. I don't know anything else, but I guess this stewed pig's head is something Brother Song has never seen before."
Stewed pig head is not very elegant. It was not a dish that was served on the table in the past. It was made by people who could not afford the meat. But with Song Que's previous words, Mu Wushuang no longer cared whether the dish was "cheap" or not.
Song Que was really interested.
Mu Wushuang was happy when she saw that Song was interested. He could feel that Song Que had a vague intention to help them, which made him want to do something more to repay.
Mu Wushuang washed the pig's head first, and then carried the pig's head into the house. Jiu'er was startled again, and he ran straight in front of Song Que and knocked him down.
Song Que lowered his head to look at the little girl, and heard another girl's voice coming from the side: "Brother Song, I'm sorry, Jiu'er moved a little bit and bumped into you."
Song Que looked for a voice and saw a very frail girl. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Judging from her facial features, she should have a very outstanding appearance. However, because she was too thin, she looked jagged and lost her appearance. Xiao Qi in Mu Wushuang's mouth.
Song Qi nodded to Miss Qi and said, "Miss Qi, don't worry about it."
When he turned and walked towards the kitchen, he heard the seventh girl coughing a few times. Although she quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, she could still hear it faintly.
When Song Que went in, Mu Wushuang had just put the pig's head into the pot, picked up a jar of wine and poured it in. Song Que could smell the aroma of the wine from a few meters away.
Song Que asked: "What kind of wine is this?"
Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "Would you like some home-brewed wine?"
Song smiled and said nothing.
Mu Wushuang accepted his acquiescence, picked up an unopened jar of Chao Song from the ground and threw it away. Song Que took it casually, and Mu Wushuang didn't even see how he opened it. He raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth without touching his lips. The clear liquid went into Song Que's throat, and not a drop went down. The chin dropped.
Song Que knew it well, so he only drank some and then dropped the wine jar, not drinking much liquid. This wine does not seem to have a high alcohol content. In addition to the irritation of the alcohol itself, the sweet taste accounts for most of it.
Song Qing covered the jar and threw it back to Mu Wushuang, reminding him: "Go on."
Mu Wushuang didn't have enough wine in one jar, so he poured it into the jar that Song Que had opened. He didn't forget to ask Song Que how the wine tasted.
Song Que was naturally full of praise. He noticed that Mu Wushuang's kitchen had limited condiments, so he scattered the baggage on the table on one side.
While Mu Wushuang was adding green onions to the pot, Song opened the spice package, brought it to Mu Wushuang, and asked, "Do you recognize these?"
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Mu Wushuang's eyes lit up and he said one by one: "Star anise, cinnamon and fragrant leaves."
Song Que nodded and said: "These are the three top-quality stews."
After that, Song bought three coins and eight anise, some fragrant leaves, and a few pieces of hard cinnamon bark. The wine mixed with spices and green onions is heated, gradually bubbling, making a gurgling sound, and simmering the pig head in the pot.