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The two walked in the direction of the tribe's cave, but they didn't find a few pairs of dark green eyes lurking around the she wolf behind them.

They withdrew their original sharp claws, watched them silently, and gradually moved away.

Coincidentally, I don't know if the two of them were lucky, or because the rabbits in the forest were raised too wildly, but they ran into another one when they took the road back.Without saying a word, Ning Luo drew the bow and shot the arrow in one go, and said while holding the rabbit ears, "I can't scare you away."

After returning to the cave, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Sokel waiting for him at the entrance of the cave with a dark face.The knot in Cheng Yuan's heart hadn't been untied yet, and he wasn't in the mood to treat him warmly, so he forced a smile and said, "We'll have dinner later."

The meat should be given to the orcs first, but Ning Luo has a special status as a witch doctor. He didn’t want to and didn’t like to be special before, and he never asked for anything. I sipped once.

"Leave a small piece of that skin for me." Ning Luo said it generously, but he hid the rabbit and cleaned it quietly by himself.

The smell of meat filled the entire cave, and many females were drooling, and several cooks even stepped up their actions. With the permission of the patriarch, they cut a small piece of meat, chopped it and mixed it with mashed potatoes.

Cheng Yuan was very satisfied eating mashed potatoes.Although there are too few condiments, the taste is not as good as that carefully prepared by himself in modern times, but he also misses this taste too much, and for a while he ate it extremely sweet, and it was better than eating more than usual.

Cheng Yuan sneaked in to borrow the kitchen stove while the clansmen were eating outside.He scraped off the skin of the meat and cooked it in a small pot.

Ning Luo has been paying attention to his movements, and followed when everyone was not paying attention.

"doing what?"

"Skin jelly, make soup dumplings at night." Cheng Yuan replied, and the work in his hands didn't stop.

"Use skin jelly?" Ning Luo raised his eyebrows, suspicious.

"Well, my mother taught me." Cheng Yuan paused, and before Ning Luo could say anything, he got busy again.

A topic that neither of them wants to mention.

Ning Luo's identity is a mystery, Cheng Yuan doesn't know, and he doesn't have the curiosity to pry into other people's privacy.Cheng Yuan's family is very simple and nothing special. There is no story about the death of both parents and twists and turns.

Ning Luo didn't want to go home a long time ago, but he knew that Cheng Yuan still did.

"Okay." Cheng Yuan turned off the fire and put the pot aside to dry.No matter how warm it is in the cave, it can't rise above zero, and it can be completely frozen without going into the night.

"What else are you doing?" Ning Luo leaned over to take a look.

"Do you still want to help with the kitchen?" Cheng Yuan bent his eyes and teased as if deliberately diluting the sadness in the air.

Naturally, Ning Luo couldn't reach out his hand, he yawned lazily and said, "I can call Ling Rou."

It's a big loss for Ling Rou, an apprentice, not only to be a student, but also to be a nanny, and Ning Luo is really a pro-student when he asks him when he has nothing to do.

As soon as she heard that she was going to make something new, Ling Rou's icy eyes lit up.After all, he was a half-grown child in his teens, full of playfulness, and quietly entered the kitchen after hearing Ning Luo's words.

Life in the tribe is rough, and the pasta on weekdays is also simple things such as steamed buns and cakes.Lingrou really has more than enough energy for "rolling the skin". After kneading the dough, she can only stir the meat stuffing on the side.

Cheng Yuan has no confidence in this stuffed rabbit meat, but there is no place to find pork and beef at this time, and some are good to eat.

It is not easy for the whole family to know about the small stove, and several people went to Cheng Yuan's room like thieves with the prepared ingredients.

When I opened the door, there was already someone sitting inside, none other than Yellen who had returned in triumph.

Yellen stared blankly at the three of them. Even Ning Luo came in with a pot in his hands, wondering, "What are you guys doing?"

"Soup dumpling." Cheng Yuan swept out a table with great effort, and put the things side by side, "Come on, give me a hand."

In order to finish it quickly, Ning Luo stretched out his hand after all—Cheng Yuan rolled the leather buns by himself, but he couldn't keep up with his work.

"Put the skin in the palm of your hand and put the stuffing in it, not too much, or it will leak easily. Put a piece of skin jelly..." Cheng Yuan is already used to being a teacher, and he can't help teaching even a bun.

Such was the scene when Thorkel came.There were four people crammed into the small room, and they couldn't turn around. The four chatted a few words from time to time, and it was extremely harmonious.

It seemed that he was an outsider.

When Cheng Yuan saw Suokeer coming in, he didn't act pretentiously and pretended not to see him, he just nodded and left him aside.Ning Luo glanced at Cheng Yuan, and calmly gave up his position, bringing Suo Keer into Cheng Yuan's field of vision.

"I'll do it." Sokel went over and reached out to take the basin.

"No need." Cheng Yuan said softly, moved his arm away, and avoided it.

Soker stood with his lips pursed, refusing to leave, just looking at Cheng Yuan, his eyes were silent, but seemed to contain a thousand words.

The two students were also reluctant to open their mouths, so they just stood beside them dryly, pretending they didn't know anything.

Finally, Cheng Yuan spoke first.

"Take the buns and steam them for 15 minutes." Cheng Yuan sighed and said as if compromising.

Soker didn't know what 15 minutes was, and he hesitated while holding the pot.He was afraid that if he smashed the steamed bun again, it would make Cheng Yuan unhappy.

Still Ning Luo couldn't stand it, and reminded, "Just check the nine hundred numbers."

After tidying up the house, Cheng Yuan ran to have a look worriedly.As soon as he passed by, he saw Sokel looking at the pot on the stove with a serious face, and he was still muttering something, and Cheng Yuan didn't even notice when he came in.

"...810 three, 810 four..."

It was only when Cheng Yuan got closer that he heard what he was muttering, and burst out laughing.One side is funny, one side is sad.

"Why are you here?" Sokel realized that someone was coming when he heard the sound. He asked a question and was afraid of the wrong time, so he hurriedly counted again.

"Counting can be fast or slow, and it's not accurate." Cheng Yuan lifted the lid of the pot and looked inside. "I still keep an eye on the safety."

Sokel didn't dare to say anything, he took a step back to give way, but he refused to leave.

Cheng Yuan knew that Sokel felt wronged now.I am 11 years older than this person, almost doubled. In terms of emotion and reason, I should take care of him, not him.

Cheng Yuan brought the pot down, raised his head and said, "Come and eat after packing."

This soup dumpling was not perfect, but it was enough to be a surprise.Even a person like Sokel, who usually doesn't pay much attention to appetite, widened his eyes in surprise after biting down.

Thirty or so small buns are definitely not enough for five people.Sokel only took one bite and refused to eat anyway, but Ning Luo was not polite. Although he was picky about "the meat is too old" and "the skin is not thin enough", he ate more than a dozen of them by himself. buns.

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