Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

No need for any seasoning at all, Zhao Ke used the big black beef stick bone and the broth from the stew as the base, and threw the slaughtered flying dragon into the pot.

The rest is completely handed over to fire and time to prepare this delicious dish.

The only thing Zhao Ke has to do is to keep an eye on the fire, and don't let the fire burn too much or too fiercely, which will easily destroy the nutrition in the soup.

"How's the sambar and the others doing? If it's over soon, they can keep up with the soup."

Zhao Ke thought about the time, and it was less than an hour before the underground river was diverted. Zhao Ke estimated that these guys should come out when the flying dragon is cooked.

Zhao Ke still missed the carp spirit in his heart.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Zhao Ke heard Jiayu's urging voice again, and when he saw this, Zhao Ke turned his head and put his hand on Jiayu's forehead and said with a smile, "Come on, wait a little longer, when the slow fire melts Xiaobai's cartilage, the taste will be even better." delicious."

Jiayu threw away the bone in her hand, and nodded half-understood. In her eyes, Zhao Ke's is dangerous.

Because the one eye on Zhao Ke's chest terrified her.

But at the same time Zhao Ke is magical.

Under Zhao Ke's hands, her senior brothers and uncles can always become delicacies that she has never eaten before.

But Jiayu was a little worried at this moment: "But such a pot of soup, I'm afraid it won't be enough later, there are a lot of people coming over there!"

"A lot of people?"

Zhao Ke looked in the direction Jiayu was pointing at, and it was pitch black from a distance, and he couldn't see anything.

"Well, there are many, and they are rushing over here." Jiayu said with certainty.

Zhao Ke and Fat Pig immediately looked at each other. What they couldn't see didn't mean Jiayu couldn't see it. Zhao Ke believed that Jiayu's ability would never be mistaken.

It's just that the distance should be too far for them to perceive.

"Is it human beings, or those little flowers and little whites?"

"Humans, the kind you can't eat."

Fat Pig was worried about the safety of Jiayu and Jasmine, and suggested, "Why don't they go back to Daxia Ding first."

But after thinking about it for a while, Zhao Ke shook his head and rejected Fat Pig's suggestion.

Jiayu is no longer that little guy who doesn't understand anything, excessive protection will only ruin her talent.

Besides, since they are all human beings, Zhao Ke probably knows who they are after thinking about them.

On the way Zhao Min set out, not to mention Zhao Ke, even the dwarf tiger could feel that someone was following him, and it should be aimed at Zhao Min.

Zhao Ke did not believe that Zhao Min would not know.

"Jiayu, Jasmine, go find Grandpa Sambar and the others, tell them that a stranger has come outside, and let them wait and see what happens."

Jiayu was stunned for a moment, staring intently at the boiling soup pot, and even her small nose smelled the fragrance of the soup.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke simply put the soup pot into the stamp album.

"Don't worry, we will have a drink together when we come back later, hurry up!"

At the end of Zhao Ke's speech, his eyes became serious. Although Jiayu was very angry, when he saw Zhao Ke's serious expression, he immediately became honest.

Pouting his mouth angrily, he dragged Jasmine, who was still eating the roast goose, into the cave.

Seeing that both Jiayu and Jasmine left.

Zhao Ke called the fat pig and threw the rest of the mess into the Daxia Ding. Like apes, the two jumped sideways and hid in the grass by the lake and waited.

I don't know if Jiayu's perception is too strong.

Or this pedestrian's concealment method is very clever.

After Zhao Ke and Fat Pig waited in the bushes for a while, they heard footsteps approaching.

Zhao Ke activated his arrogance, coupled with the bonus of being in the woods, his powerful perception formed a net, sweeping silently towards the direction of the footsteps.

ten?Twenty...hundreds!

The perception swept away, and the figures were exposed without hiding. To Zhao Ke's surprise, the number of people was far more than he expected.

No wonder Jiayu was worried about not having enough soup.

There are more than 300 people, which is completely a team.

"Masters! Probably almost at the peak of low-level postmen."

Fat Pig stuck his head to the ground, half of his face was buried in the soil, and he could roughly judge from the depth of these people's footsteps.

"They are all sons of the Han family. They should be well-trained soldiers."

In this era, the lives of Han people are the least valuable, but they are also the best slaves and cannon fodder, and they are the best candidates for dead soldiers.

No one can trace anything through their identities.

Because there are so many Han people everywhere, even some Semu people can afford to keep Han people in captivity.

And the results that cannot be traced will only become more harsh on the Han people from now on.

But for anyone at the top, it doesn't matter at all.

"They're all chasing and killing the third son? Is this bitch so attractive??" The fat pig wondered whether he should take advantage of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters and kill the third son by the way.

Anyway, these dead men are responsible afterwards.

But Zhao Ke's next words made Fat Pig lose his mind.

"This woman came out at this time to catch this big fish. You really thought she was going to patrol the camp!"

Zhao Ke rolled Fat Pig's eyes.

From the very beginning, Zhao Ke was very confused. The third young master knew that he was definitely involved in the Yancheng affairs, so he dragged himself along.

On the way here, when Zhao Ke noticed someone following him, he figured it out.

This woman is fishing.

She just picked her up by the way, not even an accident, maybe she will use this opportunity to test herself.

I'm afraid that if someone is curious about monsters, it's farting to be proficient.