The second before, Su Mintang and her best friend ordered eighteen male models at a nightclub. Before she could even get her hands on them, a bomb sent her to an unknown, fictional era. Upon openin...
This wilderness is indeed desolate.
The wild vegetables had already been picked clean!
No wonder no one has come here for so long, it turns out they know there is nothing here.
When the two thought they were going to return empty-handed, Song Yue, with her sharp eyes, spotted a pheasant!
Su Miantang raised her thumbs and told her bestie to be quiet. She then bent down, picked up a stone, took aim, and threw it—
"Bang~"
The pheasant's head is gone.
Oops, that was too strong.
“Pah.”
The pheasant's body fell to the ground, its legs still twitching.
Song Yuele's eyes narrowed into slits. There was chicken to eat!
"Oh, next time I'll use less strength, otherwise..."
What should I do if I accidentally hurt my husband?
After all, on their wedding night, she was really satisfied with her husband's performance.
"Don't be so Versailles. Come pick up some pheasants and look for the henhouse. Maybe there are pheasant eggs there."
Song Yue rolled her eyes at her best friend. She must be blind not to see her obvious amorous feelings!
"oh."
Su Miantang ran over to pick up the pheasant. Chicken blood is also a treasure. It tastes delicious when made into blood shake!
It’s worth mentioning that this pheasant weighs three pounds, which is a considerable weight at this time.
Song Yue did not disappoint, she found the chicken coop and picked up seven eggs.
"Hey, no more, no less, exactly seven. Do you think I should keep them in the space and eat them all by myself, or take them home and share them?"
"Don't forget your character."
Su Miantang put the pheasant into the bamboo basket, then covered it with some leaves. After thinking for a moment, he added some dry branches...