Chapter 167 Fried Buns



Although Shen Zhaozhao had a basket of cow dung, in order to avoid attracting too much attention, he asked the Zhan family to pull some grass back as a token of his appreciation.

When night fell today, the Zhan family's bonfire was successfully lit.

"Are you finally relieved?" Shen Zhaozhao looked at Zhan Xiaoyao with a smile.

Yesterday, the little girl was frightened and kept blaming herself. Today, she was guarding the cow dung and hay, and she turned her eyes away for a moment.

Everyone came back, but no one relaxed.

Hearing Shen Zhaozhao teasing her, Zhan Xiaoyao suddenly came back to her senses and suddenly relaxed, "Third sister-in-law, stop teasing me. I'm afraid something will happen again today."

"It was my third sister-in-law who was lucky enough to pick up the cow dung yesterday. If it had been destroyed, we would have been helpless today."

Zhan Xiaoyao was scared when she mentioned what happened yesterday.

It was her first time to spend the night on the grassland. It was pitch black all around. If it were a campfire like theirs, she would only be able to sense it when a wolf approached her.

Shen Zhaozhao smiled and roasted the dumplings by the campfire.

The further north we went, the lower the temperature became. Fortunately, my family had bought some thick clothes beforehand and put them on.

"Here, eat the last buns left in this bundle tonight," Guo took a bundle and opened it.

There were a few buns left in the end.

It’s okay to eat cold buns in the morning, but at night, it’s even colder around and I lose my appetite just looking at the cold buns.

"Wait a moment," Shen Zhaozhao rolled his eyes and arranged for Zhan Ping and Huang Ye to help build a simple stove with bricks.

He went to the donkey cart and rummaged through the pile of luggage.

Zhan Nanxing was leaning against his bag and turned his head to look curiously.

"Found it!" Shen Zhaozhao once again took out the big iron pot from the Zhan family kitchen.

"Miss Shen is still planning to cook?" Jiang Hu asked curiously.

"I want to cook, too, but there's no food?" Shen Zhaozhao replied with a smile, holding the iron pot and walking towards the Zhan family.

Jiang Hu was really curious. Although he was not hungry after eating dry food continuously, the glutton in his stomach was also making a fuss.

"Third Young Master, what kind of delicious food is your family going to make?"

Jiang Hu planned to shamelessly take advantage of the situation.

As long as Shen Zhaozhao makes something, it will definitely be delicious.

Jiang Hu recalled that Shen Zhaozhao had made barbecued meat before, and he was very greedy.

Zhan Nanxing curled his lips, his eyes gently following Shen Zhaozhao's back.

The food cooked by others is naturally delicious.

After all, holding a large iron pot, Shen Zhaozhao's movements quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"What delicious food is the third daughter-in-law of the Zhan family going to make?"

"Go and have a look later and see if you can let us have a taste."

"I'm going, if you want to go, you go."

"You are a thin-skinned guy with no meat to eat. The guy in front of you was making barbecue, and you were staring at it while wiping your saliva..."

The Cao family, the Chen family, and the Zhan family all knew Shen Zhaozhao's abilities. They were all chewing on their dry food and kept looking at them.

"Here we go!" Shen Zhaozhao put the iron pot on the simple earthen stove that Zhan Ping had already prepared, took out the oil bottle from his bag, and sprinkled a circle of oil.

"Put the buns in there."

Shen Zhaozhao spoke.

Guo Xiao understood it immediately, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put the buns neatly in the pot.

Shen Zhaozhao took a handful of hay to pad it, and held the edge of the pot to turn it so that the buns in the pot could be heated evenly.

The sizzling sound of the oil bounced around, and the burnt aroma wafted out, stimulating the noses and ears of everyone present.

The buns were fried on one side until they were golden and crispy, and Shen Zhaozhao turned them over again.

Wait until both sides have crispy crusts formed before taking the iron pan off the stove.

"The fried buns are out of the oven!" Shen Zhaozhao took out a golden and fragrant fried bun and handed it to the Zhan family elder with a smile.

The old man had eaten cold steamed buns in the morning, so he felt uncomfortable in his stomach all day. He took the still hot fried bun and took a small bite.

The oil in the meat filling melts when heated, creating a fragrant aroma, while the outer shell becomes crispy and makes a crunchy sound when bitten.

"It's delicious. I've never eaten such delicious buns in my entire life!" The old man was unsparing in his praise.

Shen Zhaozhao let the Zhan family take whatever they wanted. She took a few and gave them to the servants to send to Zhan Nanxing on the donkey cart.

As soon as Zhao Jiusan got it, he couldn't help but take a big bite. His mouth was so hot that he was breathing heavily. He also forgot to praise Shen Zhaozhao:

“It’s delicious!”

"I've had pancakes before, but this is my first time eating fried buns."

“So crispy.”

Shen Zhaozhao distributed the candies to the servants and gave two more to Zhan Nanxing. "Drink more water after eating. The weather is dry in autumn. Be careful not to get angry."

They haven't encountered any rain since they entered Youyun County.

I’m afraid of getting a sore throat if I eat too many fried buns.

It doesn’t matter to others, but Zhan Nanxing is a wounded person.

"I know," Zhan Nanxing said with gentle eyes. He broke the fried bun in half and handed one half to Shen Zhaozhao.

Shen Zhaozhao was about to say that she could go back to eat, but she met Zhan Nanxing's expectant gaze, smiled, took it, sat on the donkey cart, and ate with him leaning against him.

"It becomes more fragrant after frying." Zhan Nanxing praised in a low voice.

"Should we fry it in the morning and let Zhan Ping and the others show off?"

"It's too late now."

The young couple were talking to each other.

On the donkey cart, Jiang Hu silently turned around, turned his back to them, and took a big bite of the fried bun.

Try to reduce your presence as much as possible.

"What do you think they will do tonight..." Shen Zhaozhao had just said half of his words when he heard a woman's scream from the volunteers.

Then, noisy shouting suddenly arose.

Zhan Nanxing raised his hand and held Shen Zhaozhao's hand, and they looked at each other.

"Wait a minute." Zhan Nanxing glanced over there with a cold gaze, "They thought of a way, and they came here right now?"

"Uncle?" Huaer half-knelt beside the middle-aged man, calling him.

"What's wrong?" Wang Tou hurried over to show concern.

"My uncle was just warming himself by the fire here, and then he fainted!" Hua'er said softly, her face full of fear and shock, which made me feel pity for him.

"What's wrong with him? Let me take a look." Wang stepped forward. After all, he was just a bodyguard and didn't know how to treat illness. He just pinched the man's philtrum.

"It's all my fault..." Hua'er suddenly burst into tears, "I didn't have enough to eat at night, so my uncle gave me his share of dry food..."

"He must have starved to death!"

The man's immediate family members gathered around and blamed Hua'er.

"My son, Hua'er, you are usually sensible, why are you so confused today?"

"꽬郎! Wake up 꽬郎!"

"Hua'er, take out your share of dry food for tomorrow and give it to your uncle. Otherwise, I, an old woman, will not let you go today!"

"Great aunt, I meant to harm my uncle," Hua'er cried until her eyes turned red. "Okay, I'll take out my share for tomorrow, and I'll eat everything tomorrow..."

"Okay." Wang Tou felt very distressed.

"We have to walk all day tomorrow. You only eat a small bite of bread on weekdays. How can you bear to eat tomorrow?"

"Then my uncle..." Hua'er looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground unconscious, crying and catching her breath, "How can I harm him..."

Wang Tou licked his back teeth, stood up, and said in a rough voice:

"What are you afraid of?"

"There are so many fried buns at the Zhan family. I'll go get two for him!"

“Human life is at stake!”

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