The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

The afterglow of the setting sun shone, and the mottled light and shadow shone on the silver arrowheads scattered everywhere, emitting a little star-like light, which looked extraordinarily bleak and ridiculous.

A man in a dark blue dress, with black long hair flowing, under a half golden mask, a pair of deep eyes showed a cold light.

He was fooled once, so don't think about letting him suffer a second time.

He looked down at the remaining footprints on the ground, although they were different in appearance, they were enough for him to recognize them.

The man clenched the well-crafted Panlong bow, and without hesitation, he leaped out along the footprints.

The mountain village with green smoke curling up presents a peaceful scene.

Men don't need to look carefully, they can see the clues at a glance, and they can't find anything after passing one house after another.

Just when he was about to doubt himself, he saw his arrow in a yard.

In the courtyard, a slender and tall man was looking at the arrow and muttering to himself.

"The arrows in this era should all be made of iron. So many arrows can almost melt a small iron pot or a frying pan." Just now he deliberately weighed a large iron pot in the stove, and the weight is not what his body can handle now. To be in control, before the physical fitness improves, you still have to get a smaller and lighter iron pot.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of carrying, Huaxi would definitely bring back all the arrows.

So tomorrow I have to go to the mountains to get back the arrow he pulled out.

I hope that stupid hunter forgets the arrow feathers as well as the prey.

At this time, a slight sound came, and Hua Xi sensed a hint of danger with his intuition. He quickly stepped back two steps, raised the lantern, opened his eyes wide and looked into the darkness, and shouted in a bluffing manner.

"Who is over there, come out, I see you."

hiss!

what is this sound?

Before Huaxi could figure out what was making the noise, he heard a whistling sound, and a sharp wind brushed past his ears, followed by a bump, as if something had stuck into the wood.

As fast as lightning and thunder, Huaxi didn't turn around completely, his body was already frightened into a layer of cold sweat, and quickly stiffened.

In the shadow, something seemed to move. After a few moments, Huaxi saw a mask shining with golden light, and his posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

So just now, he made a target for the masked man in front of him!

When he remembered the thing that passed by his ear just now, which was an arrow, at this moment, Huaxi's lungs were about to explode.

"who are you?"

"Who are you from?"

The two spoke in unison, with completely different tones and tones. The former was filled with overwhelming anger, while the latter questioned coldly.

If it weren't for his body still in shock and unable to move independently, Huaxi could rush up and punch the opponent.

Huaxi took several long and rough breaths, trying to calm his beating heart, trying to make himself forget the shocking scene just now, but he found it very difficult.He didn't adjust at all, and asked directly: "Are you a hunter who hunts wild animals in the mountains but doesn't take them away?"

"Who are you?" The man asked without answering, the arrow was aimed at Huaxi's eyebrows, it seemed that as long as he didn't say anything, the next arrow would not miss.

Huaxi made a dark bulge (她盘哦), and quickly turned his head, but the direction of the opponent's arrow moved accordingly, but he just didn't leave his head.

He hurriedly opened his hand, "Wait, wait, I just went up the mountain to pick up herbs. I didn't expect to pick up your prey. It wouldn't kill me. You take the arrows, and I'll return all the prey to you, but there are two The pheasant is already in the pot, if you make a price, I will pay you money, okay?"

God really made a big joke on him, he thought that the thing he picked up was for him to hang up, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect it, it wasn't a hang up, it was a trap.

Huaxi's bloodless face was even paler at this time, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down his delicate facial features. Under the moonlight, it exuded a seductive brilliance. It doesn't affect the feeling this person gives him - clean!

This brother, the more he looked at it, the less he looked like someone else's hidden stake. May I ask, is there a dark guy who doesn't even hide, leaving traces waiting to be found?

So, what a coincidence?

The man hesitantly put down the bow and arrow, and immediately heard Huaxi let out a long breath, stepped back several steps, and leaned against the wall of the house seemingly in a state of collapse.

"I almost pissed because of your scare, isn't it just a few prey? It's all over there, tell me, how much should I pay you for those two pheasants." Huaxi didn't like to be procrastinated, and before he could calm himself down, Said directly.

"No need." The man sighed softly, somewhat discouraged in his tone.But he was unwilling, could it be that he couldn't get rid of it after all?

The rapid reversal of tone made Huaxi confused.

What's the matter, just a moment ago, they drew their swords and faced each other, but in this second, they changed their faces.

"It's really unnecessary?" Huaxi tentatively asked uncertainly.

Don't turn your head and turn your face away and shoot him with an arrow, it's not fun.

The man seemed to cast a glance at Huaxi, and then lightly jumped onto the top of the wall, as if he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, I'm not used to taking advantage of others, the food I cook can still be eaten, how about a meal that is worth one of your prey?"

The brow under the mask twitched slightly, staring at Huaxi below him.

Seeing that the man was silent, Huaxi went on to say: "I took a total of twelve prey from you, and I will give you an extra fifteen meals. If you come here to find me, I will cook it for you."

The man pondered for a moment, then whispered: "What's your name?"

"Huaxi."

The man read it silently, and disappeared into the night without leaving a single word.

Huaxi twitched a few times at the corner of his mouth, is this considered a deal or not?

The ancients are not happy at all!

After complaining, Huaxi completely slid to the ground, as long as he raised his head a little, he could see the arrow pierced deeply into the wood. At this moment, he felt a burst of fear.

Did he mess up just now, and actually invited a person who almost killed him to dinner?Is principle important or life important?Well……

Ma Dadong, who was working in the city and returned late, saw Huaxi slumped on the ground as soon as he entered the door, and he couldn't help being stunned.He took a few steps closer, wanting to stretch out his hand to caress the person, but thinking of his different identities, he withdrew his outstretched hand.

"what happened to you?"

Ma Dadong usually leaves early and returns late, Huaxi has almost never met him, and this is the first time seeing him today.

He looks more upright and doesn't inherit any shadow from Mrs. Zhang. He looks like a loyal and honest type.

Huaxi came back to his senses and shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and stood up while supporting the ground.

Ma Dadong didn't intend to spend more time with Huaxi, seeing that the person really seemed to be fine, he turned around and went to the water tank, scooped up a gourd of water to clean his hands.

Huaxi also ignored Ma Dadong, wiped the sweat from his palms, and pulled out the arrow nailed into the wood. The wooden arrow didn't move at all when he tried hard the first time.Huaxi's expression froze slightly, and he pulled it out again in disbelief, but he still couldn't shake it a little bit.

The man with the bow and arrow immediately appeared in his mind. Although most of his face was covered, his jaw was sharp and angular, and his facial features must be quite three-dimensional, so his face should not be too bad.So wearing a mask is just for fear of being recognized by others?So is he a big shot?

wrong……

With such high skill, I'm afraid it's not some kind of killer!

Huaxi suddenly felt a bit of a headache, and gave up the idea of ​​pulling out the arrow. A rough hand held the body of the arrow in his sight, and the arrow was pulled out in the next second.

Huaxi: ...!

There has never been a moment when she hated her frail body so much.

"What's the matter? Where did you get the arrow?" Ma Dadong frowned and looked at the wooden arrow in his hand, but he didn't notice any difference. It was a very common ordinary wooden arrow.But it is very strange to have a wooden arrow nailed to the door frame of one's own house.

Huaxi didn't want to talk too much with Ma Dadong, so he took the wooden arrow from his hand, "It's all right now, can you peel it?"

Without an explanation, Ma Dadong's expression was a little displeased, but he still answered Huaxi's words with dignity, "Yes."

"Then after you eat, skin the wild rabbits in the yard, wash the meat and freeze it in water. I will sell it tomorrow." After giving the order, he opened the door first and walked into the kitchen.

Ma Dadong ground his molars, did he really think he was a young master?He took several deep breaths, suppressed the fire, and entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Liu were busy cooking. There was a door separating them. If they didn't speak loudly, they wouldn't be able to hear anything outside.

Mrs. Liu ignored Huaxi who came in first, and when she saw her man coming back, she immediately showed a smile on her face. After seeing his wife, Ma Dadong's face softened, "I'm back, eh, what did you do? I smell the smell of meat gone."

"Thanks to the young master, we will eat meat at home tonight." Mrs. Zhang's complexion was flushed, and the aftermath of happiness has not dissipated on her face so far.

Ma Dadong's expression froze for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced at Huaxi who was opening the lid of the pot, that glance was full of suspicion.

"There is pheasant stewed in the pot, it will be ready soon, brother Qing'er is chopping firewood in the backyard, you can ask him to come back for dinner." Liu Shi seemed not to see the suspicion in Ma Dadong's eyes, and pushed him.

Ma Dadong nodded and left.

Huaxi put the lid on the pot again, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face, thinking, if he doesn't treat his mouth badly, he has to do it himself.

He could tell if the stewed chicken was up to standard just by smelling it, but the seasoning was not enough, even a clever woman couldn't handle it.

There is still so much missing in this home.

He looked around and found only salt and oil, and no other seasonings.

It was also he who forgot carelessly. When he came out of the shower, the two pheasants had already been stewed, and it was too late to change it.

In the past two days of recuperating, he hadn't eaten a single bite of serious meat except porridge and eggs, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that it was because of the injury that he wanted to eat lightly.

In fact, it is not the case.

This dinner was the first time Huaxi came to this house to eat at the same table with everyone. Originally, Mrs. Zhang wanted to arrange it for him alone, but Huaxi rejected it.

But at the quiet dinner table, except for Zhang Shi and Xiang'er, everyone seemed a little uncomfortable.

Huaxi looked at the two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish on the table, he lost his appetite in appearance, and the movement of picking up the chopsticks seemed slow.

But now he wants to gain weight and exercise his physical fitness. How can he get strength if he doesn't eat enough?Just cram it!

Although Huaxi didn't speak, the look of disgust was still revealed on his face, and Ma Qing'er slammed the chopsticks on the table with a snap.

Mrs. Zhang stared, "If you don't eat well, what kind of chopsticks are you throwing?"

Ma Qing'er pursed her lips, as if she was angry with someone again, picked up the rice bowl in front of her, picked up the green vegetables in front of her, and started to gobble up the bowl of meat without moving her chopsticks.

After staring at her youngest son, Mrs. Zhang picked out a chicken thigh from the bowl and put it into Huaxi's bowl, "Master, eat more, you've lost weight these days."

With such a bright direction, the atmosphere became unusually quiet again.

Huaxi turned a blind eye, returned the chicken drumstick to Mrs. Zhang in an elegant manner, and said in a tone that did not allow her to refute: "You are thinner, eat it."

Seeing that Zhang's eye sockets were red again, he picked out the wings from the bowl, and said a few words silently, everything is for health, eat it!

Sure enough, a smell of chicken rushed into his nostrils, Huaxi didn't chew it carefully, and just swallowed it whole.