The village chief opened the red plastic bag, which was full of red meat.
Because of the bandages, Su Qingyu couldn't recognize the village chief's face.
The village chief said, "We have a small kitchen in our village committee. My mother is a good cook. Let her cook for you. You can stay in the village committee for dinner in the evening."
The old lady looked at them kindly and said, "You two forest rangers have worked hard. I will fry the crispy meat later to satisfy your cravings."
Su Qingyu waved her hand: "Grandma, no need, we are not hungry now."
"Don't be polite. If you are, grandma will be angry." After saying that, the old lady took the meat from the village chief's legs and walked towards a small door on the right side of the village committee.
After the old lady left, the village chief sat in a wheelchair, silent, and spoke less than yesterday.
Su Qingyu looked at the village chief and asked tentatively: "Village chief, what kind of meat is in that red plastic bag?"
“Good meat.”
"What animal is it from?"
The village chief chuckled twice, then said mysteriously: "You will know after you eat two bites."
This made me even more afraid to eat.
Bai Huo bowed and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I am a cultivator and do not eat meat."
The village chief then raised his eyelids and looked Bai Huo up and down: "You still have such rules."
Bai Huo replied politely: "This is what my master taught me."
Su Qingyu only remembered that Bai Huo would sometimes have a drink with Zhu Shanhai. He couldn't drink much, and the ones he drank were low-alcohol liquor brewed from grains.
He cannot get married but can drink alcohol, so his rules have nothing to do with the sect, but with the requirements of Zhixu Sanren.
I just don't know whether what he said about not eating meat was an excuse or a real teaching from Zhixu Sanren.
"Village chief, to be honest with you, I also have faith, and at the end of every year I bathe and change clothes, abstain from meat and drink, make myself clean from the inside out, and then kneel devoutly to worship the god I believe in."
That is her kind-looking and handsome God of Wealth.
The village chief shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's a shame. Neither of you can taste my mother's cooking."
The first rule states that the village chief will distribute food to the forest rangers at 9 o'clock in the evening.
Rule 8 states that they have patrol duties and should not accept food given by villagers.
The village chief is also one of the villagers.
These two rules want to be satisfied at the same time.
You have to wait until 9 o'clock in the evening.
When the village chief distributes food, it must be conditional before it can be accepted.
Direct gifts are a trap.
As for Su Qingyu, even if she had figured it out, there was no need to take the food given by the village chief. She could buy absolutely safe food at a high price from the Mingbao app, so there was no need to eat the food in the dungeon.
At the same time.
A group of people wearing the work uniforms of the Morning Star Group came to the [Monkey God Mountain] copy. They were wearing white clothes made of special materials and followed by strange contracts.
Several of the staff members came near the Monkey Tree.