Traveling with Indra

Indra finished teaching and handed the remaining supervision work to his younger brother. He could not go out anyway so he just stayed quiet. Ashura, worried about Mingluo, also took the job obediently. Anyway, he just had to watch.

Indra walked into the grove behind the mountain, but found no trace of the shadow, so he walked to the river. He heard a sound from the bamboo forest, and when he went up, he saw a fat and strong wild boar.

"Huh~huh~"

The wild boar saw the man and ran towards him as if he had seen food. How could plants be as delicious as meat? As it ran, it realized that the man was gone. Then it felt a sharp pain in its head and fell to the ground with a whine.

Indra killed the wild boar and dragged it to the river to clean it. Although the boar was innocent now, he remembered that his younger brother was almost killed by it when he was young.

He bled the pig, took out its internal organs, and buried it all at once. Then he dragged the pig to the rope Mingluo had set up, hoisted it up, and pushed it over.

Gala, galah!

Sliding down the valley with hundreds of kilograms of wild boar meat, Indra also slid along and soon reached the other side, grabbed the thick hemp rope, unfastened the buckle and jumped down. Then he carried the big wild boar and headed towards where Mingluo was.

This thing is really useful, it should be useful in many places.

Indra carried the pig to Mingluo's yard, and seeing her surprised look, he calmly put the pig down and went to the kitchen to get a large kitchen knife. He first peeled off the outer skin of the pig, and then asked her how to cut it.

"Cut off the ribs, cut a pig's knuckle, separate the belly belly, tenderloin, and the remaining fat. I will use the fat to extract oil, and the lean meat... to make sausages." Ming Luo took out a small notebook, drew a simple outline of a pig, and explained the simple classification of meat.

Indra looked at the abstract fat pig, blinked his eyes and buried his head in his work. It turns out that there are so many ways to eat pigs?

"Mingluo, please teach me how to make rice noodles. Asura loves it." Indra thought that his younger brother stopped being upset after eating rice noodles last night, and he felt that it was indeed quite simple to coax his younger brother.

"Okay." So this pig, besides being a side dish, is also more of a tuition fee?

On the first day of work started by Indra, Mingluo felt the speed of an elder brother. Compared with him, Asura was indeed a younger brother. Whether it was the processing of wood or the grooving, it was done very accurately in a few steps, and there was rarely any need for repair or rework.

The precise use of chakra and strength increased his speed by multiples. It only took one day to surround the stove she built and make the kitchen take shape.

Mingluo looked at the beams on the roof. The wooden boards were all laid, and only straw was left. She hung the sausages she had made today on the beams and watched over two steaming pots, one stewing pig heads and pig trotters, and the other stewing bone soup.

After Indra finished his last bite of rice, he went to get half a pot of rice water left over from cooking, heated it up, and began to wash the greasy bowls. The dishes Mingluo ate were greasy, so this was the only way to wash them clean.

The alluring aroma hit my nose, it was the smell of roasted meat, the fat was spiced with cumin and spiciness, it looked so appetizing. The small bamboo skewers pierced the meat and gradually cooked it on the baking tray.

Indra pursed his lips subconsciously. He had eaten barbecue at noon today, and the taste was particularly addictive. Normally, he shouldn't indulge in food, but... it was too delicious.

"Take these back to Asura. These are the pigs his brother killed...you have to taste them." Ming Luo put the skewers into the lunch box and placed it on the stone table.

"Sorry for the trouble." Indra put away the dishes and chopsticks, nodded, and left with the lunch box.

Ashura will definitely be happy!

Indra returned to the Ninja Clan. There was still a ray of setting sun in the sky. His younger brother and a few others were squatting in the yard, mumbling about something, as if they were troubled by something.

"Brother! How is Mingluo?" Asura's eyes brightened when he saw the lunch box in his brother's hand.

"Very good." Indra handed the still hot wooden lunch box to his younger brother. Seeing him open the lunch box greedily, a hint of helplessness appeared between his brows.

Asura hadn't eaten yet, but when he saw the pile of kebabs, his mouth was watering. When he saw his brother leave, several kebabs were snatched away before he could even shout.

"Delicious--" The long-faced Jiangkou ate a piece, his eyes full of happiness.

"Really?" The round-faced Dang Ma also reached out and took the meat into his mouth, feeling the touch and taste.

"Hey, you guys." The lazy Tai Zang scratched his hair. Seeing that his two friends were eating so happily, he couldn't help but take one.

Asura just smiled and ate two skewers of delicious food. He felt that he had no appetite for dinner. He wanted to go to Mingluo tonight and continue eating barbecue at her place.

"It's delicious. Did Lord Indra buy it in town?"

"It's so delicious, we'll go there some other day."

"This was made by Mingluo." Asura mentioned his new friend and played it without stopping.

Mingluo is amazing, her cooking skills are super super good, everything is delicious. This barbecue is just one of them, there are many more delicious ones.

The three of them couldn't stand hearing this. This guy was eating alone! "Asura... you have something good to do, but you didn't call us!"

"Huh? But...Alas, Mingluo doesn't like strangers." Ashura was pounced on by his three companions and kept struggling. "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Ashura kept begging for mercy, and finally got the forgiveness of his three companions. But he really couldn't take anyone with him. Mingluo didn't want to move to the Ninja Clan. She was very resistant to communicating with people, especially strangers.

"So you really want her to move in with the Shinobi clan?"

"Father brought it up yesterday, and she refused."

"Is she so shy? Does she feel insecure?" Jiangkou lay with his hands under his head. The skewers tasted delicious but he finished them quickly.

"I don't know. My brother told me not to ask." Asura wanted to ask, but his brother told him to shut up.

"Yes, for a girl to leave her hometown, there must be a reason." Tai Zang thought it was not a good idea to delve into it in order to avoid touching people's wounds.

"Asura, do you like her very much?" Dang Ma saw that Asura looked melancholy. He had been going there these days, and he looked so miserable because he couldn't go today.

"It's not like that!" Ashura's cheeks turned red. It's really not like that.

"But, Ashura...actually...if you want that girl to move to the Ninja Clan, just marry her." Taizang put his arm around Ashura's shoulders ambiguously. If they could marry a girl who was so good at cooking, they could also go and have free meals.

"Yes, yes. If she becomes your wife, she will be with you." Jiangkou also spoke excitedly. He hoped that Ashura would not be unhappy every day.

Asura looked at the three expectant friends, and imagined Mingluo being with him. His cheeks suddenly became hot, and when he heard his brother calling him to eat, he immediately ran away.

“I’m going to eat.” Ahhhh… Taizo and the others are idiots! I’m only 16 years old.

Asura shyly covered his face and left, not noticing the three friends behind him. He shook his head with a dazed look, and a black mass left from under his feet.

The black green eyes moved, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Yuyi was out today, and Indra was out of the village for most of the day, so it was a good time to sow discord.

Be sure to seize this opportunity!