Rabbit smells fishy, so Feng Jiuyan added some rice wine and ginger to the pot to remove the fishy smell. After the soup boiled, she poured wild mushrooms into it and continued to stew.
The rough work of making fire was taken care of by Feng Jiuli.
The little guy used to be the young master of the Zhenbei General's Mansion. Although he lived in the hardship of the border, he also had people to serve him. He had never done such rough work as burning firewood.
But after his last experience of making a fire and roasting a chicken, and because the little guy was smart, he became more and more skilled at such small things as making fire.
Feng Jiuyan looked at the little guy who was busy making fire and cooking soup, and he couldn't help but sigh that the little guy's ability to adapt to the environment was really strong.
She accepted the change of her status without crying or making a fuss, and did some work within her ability to share the work of her and her mother.
Unlike those fourteen or fifteen-year-old giant babies in the second and third rooms, who don't recognize their current status and still think they are the eldest daughters and young masters, bossing others around. They cry out when they suffer a little.
All he can do is cry, not work.
It's just trash!
Taking advantage of her free time, Feng Jiuyan cut the rabbit's internal organs and wrapped them in oil paper. She also wrapped the remaining half of the rabbit meat in oil paper and pretended to put it in her bag, but actually put it in the space.
In this kind of hot weather, if the meat is not refrigerated to keep it fresh, it will easily become smelly.
During this period, some people wanted to spend a lot of money to buy the remaining wild rabbit meat and internal organs, but they were all rejected by Feng Jiuyan.
She has plenty of money!
She has plenty of meat!
However, it is very difficult to find a reason to eat it legitimately.
It's harder than spending money openly.
As for silver and banknotes, these things will not rot. No one will suspect anything if you find an excuse to hide them somewhere.
But who wouldn’t be suspicious if someone had a big rabbit or pheasant hidden on his body?
Therefore, Feng Jiuyan didn't have to think about it at all and directly refused to sell the rabbit meat.
Those people could only leave reluctantly. They wanted to scold Feng Jiuyan, but when they thought of the fate of the second and third branches of the Feng family, they swallowed the words that were about to come out of their mouths.
I can't beat him, and I dare not scold him.
So frustrating!
This road of exile is becoming increasingly boring.
Feng Jiuyan raised her eyebrows and smiled. She liked seeing how they couldn't stand her but couldn't get rid of her.
Seeing that the little guy was working hard to make fire, Feng Jiuyan was worried that he would be hungry, so he quietly took out a small piece of snack from his "sleeve" and stuffed it directly into the little guy's mouth to fill his stomach.
The little guy has now gotten used to his sister conjuring up some delicious food to feed him from time to time. There is only surprise in his eyes, without a trace of confusion. He just covers his mouth and chews carefully.
Feng Jiuyan did the same thing and stuffed a few pieces of snacks into Madam Feng's mouth.
Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli didn't ask too many questions. They just ate without looking or asking.
If I ask too many questions, I’m worried that it might be bad for Feng Jiuyan.
In this way, Feng Jiuyan fed her mother and brother four or five small snacks to fill their stomachs. She also ate some herself.
The soup in the pot was bubbling, and the unique aroma of rabbit mixed with the delicious smell of wild mushrooms drifted in the air.
This made everyone's eyes red, their mouths watering, and they stared at their pot of soup.
It was as if he wanted to poke a hole through the pot so that no one could eat.
Feng Jiuyan took off the lid of the pot and added some salt to it, despite everyone's jealous gazes. Then, he said to his mother and brother, "It will be ready to eat after another cup of tea."
Feng Jiuli jumped for joy, "That's great. I will be able to eat delicious rabbit soon."
A little kid next door immediately burst into tears, “Ahhh, I don’t want it, I don’t want it, I want to eat rabbit meat, wuwuwu, it smells so good, I want to eat it, I want to eat it! Mommy, go grab it for me, wuwuwu wuwuwu——”
Feng Jiuli looked in the direction of the voice and saw many people staring at them with eager eyes.
Some are envious, but almost everyone is jealous and envious.
His eyes were like those of a wild wolf that had been hungry for ten days or half a month. He stared at the pot of soup in their house with a green and sinister gaze.
His eyes were as fierce as those of a wolf and a tiger, as if they wanted to eat the entire family of three.
He sensed the danger emanating from it, the undercurrent was surging and the undercurrent was surging.
Feng Jiuli was frightened at once and her face turned pale.
At this moment, he vaguely understood something, and understood how the road of exile was different from his previous life. It seemed that not only was there a lack of supplies, he had to endure hunger and cold while traveling, and he also had to be wary of other people.
He immediately closed his mouth tightly and looked at his sister nervously, "Sister, did I do something wrong?"
Feng Jiuyan half-knelt down, reached out and touched his head, and simply took this opportunity to teach him a lesson to avoid any problems later.
So, she lowered her voice and said, "Ari, our family's situation is different from before. During the exile, supplies are scarce and conditions are difficult. We cannot show our money to others because we have no way of telling whether some of them are human or ghost."
After a pause, Feng Jiuyan glanced around with a ferocious gaze, and inadvertently saw Feng Zirou limping with an oil-paper bag in her hand. Feng Jiuyan curled the corners of his mouth, and understood what was going on.
With a sarcastic smile, Feng Jiuyan continued to say to his brother, "So, you must not show your eating habits to others."
Feng Jiuli nodded and drew inferences from one example, "Well, when Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and cousin saw that we had food at home, they wanted to come up and grab it. If they couldn't grab it, they wanted to harm our family."
"Yes! Ah Li is really smart!" Feng Jiuyan touched the little fellow's head, "So, from now on, no matter what you eat, whatever food Ah Jie and Ah Niang give you, you can only eat it quietly and not make it public. Don't show off, don't tell others, and don't give it to others. Otherwise, you will get into trouble. Do you understand?"
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