Ning Jie was startled by the sudden voice. He turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see an old woman sitting and talking behind the counter.
The old woman had gray hair, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her complexion was haggard, as if she might die at any time.
Seeing Ning Jie and Mu Qingxue looking at her without saying anything, the old woman asked again:
"Young man, do you want to eat or stay in a hotel?"
Ning Jie finally reacted, calmed down and responded:
"So this place is occupied. Come grab some food and then book a room."
"Okay, wait a moment."
The old woman didn't say much and limped straight to the kitchen.
Ning Jie and Mu Qingxue looked at each other, then found a relatively clean place to sit down.
After a whole day's journey, even Ning Jie felt a little tired, especially when riding on horseback. He had to control the horse and hold the gun at the same time, which made his waist a little sore.
Mu Qingxue looked out the window, not knowing what she was thinking. Ning Jie looked at her and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"This woman is quite pretty even when she's quiet. She's worthy of being my woman."
After a while, the old woman came up with two plates.
"My two guests, please enjoy your meal."
When the plate was placed on the table, Ning Jie couldn't hide his surprise and asked in disbelief:
"Shopkeeper, are you sure this is for human consumption?"
The reason why Ning Jie was so surprised was that on the plate on the table was a dish of fried locusts and a plate of mashed potatoes. It was as simple as it could be.
The old woman had already left, but after hearing Ning Jie's words, she slowly turned around and asked:
"A stranger?"
Ning Jie nodded.
The old woman finally understood and looked at Ning Jie and slowly explained:
"No wonder. You've seen it too. The area within a few hundred miles has been hit by drought. Food is already running out. It's great to have something to fill our stomachs."
"drought?"
Ning Jie touched his chin and recalled the various phenomena he had seen before. The withered vegetation and cracked earth were indeed signs of drought.
"Old man, when did this drought start?"
Ning Jie asked.
"Ah, it was about three years ago. I still remember that our Taoyuan Town used to have good weather and picturesque scenery. It was a famous town within a hundred miles. But three years ago, for some reason, a drought suddenly struck, turning our Taoyuan Town into the horrible state it is today."
The old woman sighed, with endless sadness in her cloudy old eyes.
After listening to the old woman's narration, Ning Jie finally understood the reason behind it. He also understood the old woman very well. However, he looked at the fried locusts on the table, swallowed hard, and then frowned and said:
"In that case, bring another plate of mashed potatoes. As for the bug, let's get rid of it."
Although Ning Jie had seen people eating fried locusts when he was on Blue Star, he still felt a little resistant when he actually faced this situation.
Especially since he brought Mu Qingxue with him, he couldn't let the Saint eat bugs, right?
Ning Jie felt his scalp tingling when he thought of Mu Qingxue's tender red lips chewing locusts. He really didn't want to see such a scene.
"Eat some, it tastes pretty good."
Ning Jie said to Mu Qingxue while eating mashed potatoes.
Although his current cultivation level allows him to go on a fast without eating anything, Ning Jie still wants to maintain the pleasures of a mortal life. The joy of eating cannot be compared to relying on spiritual power to maintain life.
Mu Qingxue glanced at Ning Jie, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the mashed potatoes and put them into her mouth.
"How is it? Is it okay?"
"Um."
Mu Qingxue nodded and said softly.
This was not just a polite remark from her, but she originally lived in the Immortal Clan, which had been secluded from the world for less than tens of millions of years, so they were self-sufficient in basic food and drink, and the food they ate was so simple.
So she was not picky about this primitive mashed potato. Instead, it reminded her of the days in the sacred mountain of the Immortal Clan.
Seeing that Mu Qingxue was eating happily, Ning Jie smiled calmly and said:
"Actually, I have some knowledge in food, especially roast chicken. I'm quite good at cooking chicken. I'll definitely let you eat my chicken when I get the chance."
Ning Jie initially just wanted to show off his cooking skills, but after saying this, he realized that there was something wrong with this statement...
Like a double entendre?
But the simple Mu Qingxue naturally didn't know the deep meaning contained in Ning Jie's unintentional words. She was just a little curious.
You should know that among the Bu Lao people, it is generally men who work in the fields and they do not know how to cook. Cooking at home has always been the responsibility of women, continuing the traditional lifestyle of men farming and women weaving.
But now Ning Jie knows how to cook, and he is especially good at cooking chicken.
This couldn't help but make Mu Qingxue feel a little excited. She wanted to try Ning Jie's chicken and see how delicious it was.
Seeing that Mu Qingxue didn't say anything, Ning Jie asked:
"What? Don't you believe me?"
Mu Qingxue put down her chopsticks and shook her head.
"No, I..."
She subconsciously wanted to say that she believed in Ning Jie, but the moment the words came out of her mouth, she remembered the things that happened between her and Ning Jie in her previous life, which made her swallow the words that were already on the tip of her tongue.
Just when Mu Qingxue was feeling awkward and didn't know how to respond, the street outside suddenly became noisy.
The shouting mixed with the sound of pots and pans colliding made the originally empty and lonely street suddenly noisy.
“What’s going on?
Ning Jie couldn't help but stick his head out of the window and look outside.
At this moment, many half-closed doors on both sides of the street were opened, and people in tattered clothes were rushing to the other side of the street with bamboo baskets and basins.
At the same time, the old woman in the inn was hurriedly running out with a bamboo basket in her hand.
"Old man, what's going on?"
Ning Jie asked curiously.
"The Gao family is giving out food again. I have to go quickly to get some!"
The old woman limped out, fearing that she was too late.
Ning Jie saw this and slowly put down his chopsticks, looked at Mu Qingxue and asked:
"Shall we join in the fun?"
"what ever."
Mu Qingxue didn't have any objection. She had been relatively quiet along the way and basically listened to Ning Jie on everything.
After leaving the inn, he could see that there were already a lot of people on the street. Ning Jie then realized that it was not that there were no people in Taoyuan Town, but that everyone was hiding in their homes.
I followed the crowd to the town square, where several long queues had already formed.
At the front of the team, there were several tables, and next to them were piles of sacks like small mountains. The people standing in front of the tables were dressed in gorgeous clothes, forming a sharp contrast with the people of Taoyuan Town.
However, when Ning Jie looked at the young man among them, he couldn't help but frown.
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