Feng Jiuyan divided the yam he dug into three parts, and she only took one of them. Unexpectedly, the brother and sister objected, and they suggested that Feng Jiuyan take half.
Feng Jiuyan refused, "This is the result of the joint efforts of the three of us, so of course everyone should have a share. If you don't accept it, how can I dare to ask you to help next time?"
After hearing this, the brother and sister had no choice but to accept it and sincerely thanked Feng Jiuyan.
If Feng Jiuyan hadn't called them, they wouldn't have had any food.
The brother and sister are very clear about this.
The three men walked back carrying yams and hoes.
Song Ning held the yam in her arms and said happily, "Sister Feng, can I call you Sister Feng?"
Feng Jiuyan: "......"
This kid has already called out, why is he still asking questions?
She nodded and smiled, "Okay."
"Hehe, that's great. Sister Feng, what is this yam? How can I eat it? This is the first time I've seen it."
“It can be steamed, boiled, roasted, or used in soup.”
Song Ning exclaimed, "Isn't this too convenient? Hehe, I'm going to cook it when I get home later."
As they were talking, the three of them were preparing to step through the side door and into the courtyard.
Feng Jiuyan looked at the yam in Song Ning's hand and called the two of them to stop. He took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve and handed it to Song Chen. "It's too eye-catching if you take it in like this. Put the yam in the bag."
The brother and sister were not as good as her. If they brought so many yams in, they would probably be hated by others. But she was not afraid. If there was a thief, she would kill him.
Song Chen and Song Ning gratefully took the cloth, broke the yam into pieces, and put them into their bundles, only holding the two pieces that they were going to cook later.
The brother and sister thanked Feng Jiuyan, took their bags, and quietly walked in.
After the two of them had been inside for a while, Feng Jiuyan finally walked into the courtyard carrying two hoes and holding yam in his hands.
As soon as she walked in, she attracted a lot of attention.
Everyone looked at the yam in her hand and their eyes lit up.
"Hey, can those yellow tree roots be eaten? Why is Miss Feng holding a bunch of them? This is the first time I've seen this!"
"Nonsense, that's Feng Jiuyan, she must be..." The person who spoke originally had a loud voice, but as he spoke, his voice became lower and lower. They looked at each other and suddenly stood up from the ground.
Although they didn't know what this thing was, as long as it appeared in Feng Jiuyan's hands, it would be edible.
So, the one who was quick-witted immediately stood up and ran out through the side door.
Seeing some people rushing out, a bunch of people, not knowing why, also rushed out.
Feng Jiuyan: "......"
Has she become the weathervane of the exile team?
The people in the ruined temple rushed out, and the officers were worried that the prisoners would escape, so they ran out as well.
For a moment, the dilapidated temple was as quiet as a chicken, with only a few people inside.
Feng Jiuyan quickly rinsed the yam with the water from the water bag, peeled a few yams, cut them into pieces and threw them into the pot of stewing chicken soup.
Then, Feng Jiuyan entered the donkey cart and took out a handful of cleaned wild vegetables from the space.
Heat the pan and stir-fry some wild vegetables.
The wild vegetables were fried and the soup in the pot was ready. Madam Feng set up a table in the open space. Feng Jiuli was responsible for arranging the chairs and Feng Jiuyan was responsible for serving the soup. The family drank the delicious pheasant soup and fresh wild vegetables in a lively atmosphere.
After the family of three finished dinner, cleaned up the pots and pans, fed Arrogant Donkey and Huahua, and washed up, the prisoner who went out to dig yams came back happily with one or two yams in his arms, with his hands and face covered in mud.
They looked at the yams in their arms, then cast their gazes on Feng Jiuyan, feeling secretly delighted.
Sure enough, there is food to eat if you follow Feng Jiuyan!
Hehe, fortunately they were quick-witted and rushed out early in the morning to seize the opportunity.
"Too many monks and too little meat", of course some prisoners have nothing in their hands.
The prisoners who couldn't dig yams were more resentful than the ghosts. They hung their heads and looked at the people who dug yams with jealous eyes.
Damn it, don’t be too proud, tonight, humph!
There was another commotion, and the families who had dug up yam began to cook it, while those who had nothing could only gnaw on the astringent and hard black long steamed bread.
Madam Feng took Feng Jiuli to the donkey cart to rest, while Feng Jiuyan went to help Meng Liang feel his pulse and give him acupuncture.
She continued to give Meng Liang acupuncture in revenge. Meng Liang cried out in pain, but still asked Feng Jiuyan to be more severe. What a typical pervert!
After the acupuncture was over, Feng Jiuyan got another pound of rice from Meng Liang.
She took the cloth bag in her hand and leisurely returned to the donkey cart. The family of three fell asleep amid the noisy sounds of the dilapidated temple.
In the middle of the night, she heard a slight noise in the dilapidated temple, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching the donkey cart.
Feng Jiuyan slowly opened her eyes, they were clear and bright without a trace of sleepiness.
The man approached the donkey cart and inserted a sharp dagger into the gap of the carriage door.
Feng Jiuyan took out a dagger from the space, pulled it out of the scabbard, and stared quietly at the knife inserted into the gap of the carriage door.
If the other party really dared to pry the door, she would get rid of them quietly!
At this time, another footstep was heard. The person lowered his voice and asked, "Second Brother, what are you doing?"
After that, the knife inserted in the crack of the door was pulled out.
"Stealing! Didn't you see that she came back with a lot of sticks tonight? Look, those are edible things, and they are eating them with such relish!"
The other person was incredulous. "What? How dare you target Feng Jiuyan? I'm afraid we'll die if we steal! Look at how cruel and vicious she is! What gives you the courage to target her family?"
"Brother, I...I've had enough steamed bread! If I eat any more, I'll go crazy!"
"Second brother, you are confused! We can steal from others! Even if we steal from Meng Liang, we can't steal from this evil god! Go, steal from others."
"But,"
"No buts!"
After saying that, the two of them walked away.
Feng Jiuyan waited for another quarter of an hour, and after making sure that no one was thinking about her donkey cart anymore, she took out a miniature alarm from the space and attached it to the door of the donkey cart.
The tiny alarm is connected to a high-tech watch.
As long as someone pried the door from the outside, the watch would send out a red warning accompanied by a piercing alarm. She placed the watch in the most conspicuous position on the first floor of the space.
In fact, there was already an alarm the size of a thumbnail installed in the carriage. Once pressed, it would sound an alarm. She had already told Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli that if they were in danger, they could press the alarm and she would come in time.
These high-tech gadgets were all stolen from the villas of wealthy people during the apocalypse.
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