Farmhouse Fubao Has Space

Chapter 485: Get something in exchange

Tong Anyian’s movement of preparing to cut the meat suddenly stopped there. He turned to Mu Nanshu stiffly, his eyes full of questions. Mu Nanshu nodded seriously and confirmed to Tong Anyian.

Tong Anyian turned her head right, reacted for a moment, and with a wave of her hand, she threw away the frost flower in her hand. Mu Nanshu’s brows raised sharply.

Tong Anyian just threw away the sword that he had carefully cared for for a while? Mu Nanshu hurriedly ran over to pick it up, looked up and down to make sure it was not broken, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

“Xiaoxue.” Tong Anyian called softly, and Xiaoxue came over. Tong Anyian threw the freshly cut meat to it, and it swallowed it all in one gulp, and then ran under the tree to take a nap.

Banxia took a dagger from somewhere and handed it to Tong Anyian. After taking it, Tong Anyian continued to cut the meat. After cutting the large pieces of meat, she took the seasoning she prepared and marinated it for a while.

Both Banxia and Nan Xu already knew what to do next with the beggar chicken. Without Tong Anyian’s instructions, they each went their own way and wrapped the pheasant in thick mud and threw it into the fire.

Han Lang and Yu Wen Jinxuan had the same reaction as Tong Anqi and others when they saw the beggar’s chicken for the first time. They both felt that it was not cooking, but playing.

Tong Anian skewered the mutton with red willow branches, put it next to the fire and began to roast it. From time to time, he would sprinkle some things on it, and soon the smell of barbecue came.

Han Lang and Yu Wen Jinxuan, who were still a little suspicious at first, smelled the smell and moved closer. Mu Nanshu looked at them with disgust and added a piece of wood to the fire.

“It smells so good!” Han Lang couldn’t help but swallowed his saliva.

“Stay away to avoid drool dripping on it.” Mu Nanshu stepped forward and pulled him aside. Han Lang was not angry, but eagerly followed Tong Annian’s movements of turning the barbecue.

“Want to eat?” Mu Nanshu knew his senior brother very well. He didn’t have any particular hobbies. He just liked to eat, especially things he had never eaten before. He was definitely very interested in that.

“Of course, who wouldn’t want to eat something so delicious?” Han Lang pulled Mu Nanshu away from his sight. Mu Nanshu wasn’t angry either. He looked at Han Lang, then at Tong Anyian who was grilling meat, and finally his eyes fell on the blue frost sword in his hand.

“My apprentice has good skills and the food he cooks is absolutely delicious. After eating this meal, I still want another one. It’s no problem if I want to eat. How about giving me something in exchange? Otherwise, you can just watch us eat. ”

Mu Nanshu stretched out his hand and looked at Han Lang. Han Lang withdrew his eager gaze and looked at Mu Nanshu with disdain. He always felt that this guy was planning to take advantage of the situation!

But Tong Anian’s roasted meat was so delicious that she really wanted to try it!

“What do you want?” Han Lang looked at Mu Nanshu.

“I remember that you have a dagger here that can cut iron as well as clay. It’s quite good. My apprentice, your nephew, just needs something to handle ingredients.” Mu Nanshu looked at Han Lang with a smile, and Han Lang’s brows twitched sharply.

This guy is really taking advantage of the situation!

It’s just a meal, but you want his dagger. Isn’t it a bit too much?

“The barbecue should be ready soon. You can have a piece and taste it before making a decision. Anyway, we will be out for a long time this time, and my apprentice will prepare a lot of good things for us that we have never eaten before.”

Mu Nanshu was not in a hurry. He was bound to get Han Lang’s dagger. As long as Han Lang ate Tong Anyian’s roasted meat and beggar’s chicken, he would definitely give the dagger to Tong Anyian.

In this way, in the future, Tong Anyian will not be able to cut meat with the Blue Frost Sword, nor will he throw the Blue Frost Sword out in disgust, right?

“Master, you won’t be deceived by your uncle, right? You said that the dagger should be given to me.” Yu Wen Jinxuan looked at Han Lang’s hesitation and hurriedly pulled his sleeve.

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