Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 130 Eating Noodles (Second Update Sent!)

"Tang Yazi, I heard from the villagers that you have been hunting since you were ten years old. But your uncle is a blacksmith, and no one taught you. How did you learn to hunt?"

Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

In Changping Village, the young hunter Luo Fengtang is a myth in the eyes of men!

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang thought about it seriously, and said: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I watched my uncle forge irons from childhood, and I like to carry a gun and dance with a stick. Hunting is my own blindness!"

"Ah, so you are self-taught? Tang Yazi, you are awesome!"

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes were shining.

Luo Fengtang was taken aback when he saw the light in her eyes.

Qing'er is complimenting him?

Only Yang Ruoqing continued: "Tang Yazi, can you tell me about your hunting?"

Luo Fengtang stopped, and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.

"Qing'er, why do you want to listen to those?" He asked.

Like a savage, drilling around in the mountains.Some beasts are cautious by nature, in order to squat, sometimes lie down near the beast's lair for a whole day...

"Don't listen to it, it's boring, I'm afraid it will scare you!"

He laughed at himself, shook his head, and walked forward.

Yang Ruoqing trotted after him, walking side by side with him.

"Hey, you kid underestimated me, didn't you? Just say it, pick up those exciting things, and I promise I won't be scared! How about it?"

"Really want to listen?" He turned his head and asked her.

She nodded vigorously, looking forward to it.

He sighed secretly, "Okay, let me think about it..."

"That was when I was ten years old. I learned blacksmithing from my uncle and begged my uncle to make me the first bow and arrow..."

Yang Ruoqing discovered that Luo Fengtang, a boy, usually strikes up a conversation with people, and he can't make a boring fart with three sticks.

However, when he talked about hunting, it was like a different person with a different mouth!

The articulation is clear and well-organized, one link after another.

When talking about one thing, describing the environment at that time, and the disparity in strength between the two sides, they all said it very concisely and straightforwardly.

Yang Ruoqing felt that pictures of hunting were slowly unfolding in front of her eyes...

His deep and calm voice took her into another world.

It also made her re-acquainted with the undulating mountains behind the village.

Hundreds of miles of Mianniu Mountain, layer upon layer.

The range of activities of the villagers is only at the foot of the mountain and the surrounding area.

In the deep mountains and old forests, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

Even the toughest and most experienced hunters from ten miles and eight villages have to go with a companion if they want to go hunting in the depths of Mianniu Mountain.

And the big boy in front of him, since he was ten years old, has been setting rabbit traps around the mountains, catching pheasants and so on.

Later, at the age of 13, he went into the mountains for the first time and slaughtered a wolf alone with a dagger.

At the age of 14, he fought with a black bear and successfully killed it.

At the age of 15, he met a herd of wild boars...

At the age of 16, that is, three months ago, he met the white-haired wolf king in Mianniu Mountain again.

A life-and-death struggle with the cunning and ferocious white-haired wolf king was fought, and the wolf king fled wounded, so he got rich spoils of war...

"Tang Yazi, if your experience is written into a book, let the storyteller go to the teahouse to talk about it, it will really take three days and three nights to talk about it!"

Hearing the exciting moment, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help clapping her hands and sighed.

Luo Fengtang lowered his gaze and smiled faintly.

"For the sake of making ends meet, I have to do it. There's no such thing as what you said, Qing'er!"

"Hey, don't be humble, I really admire you!"

"What?" He raised his eyes, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Qing'er, are you really not afraid?" He asked again.

Since one time, he carried a bloody little wild boar back to the village with his face covered in blood.

It frightened several women and female dolls I met on the road.

After that, the girls in the village dared not talk to him.

Qing'er, not only is she not afraid, but also admires him?

Luo Fengtang was dumbfounded!

Yang Ruoqing seemed to be able to see what was going on in his mind, more like she was amused by his stupid look at the moment.

She chuckled, raised her hand and patted his shoulder: "Silly boy, in this world, the thing that makes my sister fear me hasn't been born yet!"

Luo Fengtang: "..."

"That's it. Let's find a free time later and go to the deep mountains. You hunt and I gather herbs. It's such a happy decision. Let's go!"

"Okay!" Luo Fengtang came back to his senses, carried the bucket, and followed Yang Ruoqing's pace.

The afternoon sun shone from the west, casting the figures of the two figures on the ground.

The two walked side by side, one tall and the other short, and when turning a corner, the two shadows occasionally overlapped.

How harmonious it looks!

When she was about to leave the town, Yang Ruoqing saw the steamed stuffed bun shop on the side of the road again.

The fragrant smell wafted over, and Yang Ruoqing remembered that after a busy day, both of them still had an empty stomach.

"Tang Yazi, it's already noon, let's go home after lunch!" she suggested.

Luo Fengtang originally didn't want to waste that money, since there is still overnight porridge at home!

But seeing the girl, he nodded: "Okay!"

Two people entered the shop.

"What do you eat?"

After finding two seats to sit down, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang.

"I can eat anything, order it!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing asked the clerk briefly, and said to Luo Fengtang: "To celebrate that we have made a big deal today, let's have a good lunch!"

"Success, Qing'er, you can eat whatever you say!"

"En!" Yang Ruoqing beckoned to the guy over there: "Two bowls of shredded pork noodles!"

……

After a while, two bowls of hot shredded pork noodles were served in front of them.

The noodles are placed one by one in an open bowl, and the thick soup is poured on the temple.

A few stalks of cabbage, a spoonful of peanuts, and a few stalks of green onion.

On top, there is a pinch of shredded pork.

The skill of placing it, at first glance, it looks like the whole bowl is filled with shredded pork.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the chopsticks and pulled the shredded pork to the side, only to find that there were only a dozen pieces at most!

A bowl of shredded pork noodles for Bawenqian is just ten pieces of shredded pork. Hey, Bawenqian can weigh half a catty of meat!

"Well, it smells delicious, Tang Yazi, move your chopsticks!"

Yang Ruoqing greeted, holding the bowl with one hand and chopsticks with the other.

I picked up the noodles and blew a mouthful of the hot air on them, and then sent them to my mouth, just gobbled them all up...

On the opposite side, Luo Fengtang also picked up the chopsticks.

He picked up the shredded pork in his bowl with chopsticks one by one.

Then, put it all into a spoon, and put it together with the spoon into the bowl of the girl opposite.

Yang Ruoqing was really hungry, she was concentrating on the noodles in the bowl with her head depressed.

Suddenly a spoonful of shredded pork covered her bowl.

"Tang Yazi, why are you giving me all the meat? Eat it yourself!"

She picked up the spoon and wanted to return the shredded meat to him, but his wrist was held down by him.

"Qing'er, you can eat, I don't like meat!" He smiled and said.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Meat is a good thing, especially in this day and age, no fool would like to eat meat!

"Tang Yazi, I also have meat in my bowl, you can eat your portion by yourself!" she said.

"Qing'er, just eat more, your face has lost weight!"

After Luo Fengtang finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, picked up the noodle bowl in front of him, and pulled it...

(End of this chapter)