Chapter 222: Really delicious

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This young samurai is not one of the caravan guards. The guard warriors don't like him very much, but they don't dare to provoke him easily. Because the other party's identity is very ordinary, even if he dislikes the other's usual arrogance, he can only Patience swallowed.
On the strength of repair, only Zhao Hong was able to steadily overtake him in the caravan guards, but Zhao Hong was also very respectful and polite when facing the young samurai.
Just when I saw the other party towards Nie Feng, everyone thought that Nie Feng was going to suffer. I didn't expect that the young warrior was backed up by Nie Feng's scream and shouted, and there was a big ugly on the spot!
The guard warriors were unbelievable at first, and then secretly snickered for joy.
Everyone is not a fool, of course, know that this unlovable guy kicked the iron plate!
A top black iron star warrior will never be scared into this look by an ordinary person.
The young warrior also realized that he had looked away, and Nie Feng was not the kind of man who could knead at will, so even though his face turned red and embarrassed to the extreme, he did not anger.
Such prestige and coercion, he has only seen in a few strong men, shot that is tantamount to death!
However, if he left in such a bleak manner, the young warrior would be extremely unwilling and would stand on the spot for a while.
Nie Feng ignored him and sat down to continue slicing the barbecue.
The young warrior pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sabre, tightened it a few times, and released it. Perhaps he felt that he continued to embarrass his face even further, so he stared resentfully at Nie Feng and returned to the temporary camp gloomily. .
About a moment later, Zhao Hong rushed over.
He sat down opposite Nie Feng, rubbed his hands and said, "Little brother, I'm so sorry ..."
Nie Feng raised his hand and said, "You needn't say anything, I will leave tomorrow tomorrow."
The arrogant young samurai just now is obviously not an ordinary person. He was a great offend to the other party, so when he saw Zhao Hong's embarrassment, he simply offered to leave the caravan, so as not to make it difficult for the other party.
Zhao Hong is a good person, and Nie Feng doesn't have to join the caravan, naturally it doesn't matter.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hong smiled bitterly: "No, no, you misunderstood."
It turned out that there was an important guest in this caravan brought by Zhao Hong. The young samurai was her follower samurai, and the other party asked Nie Feng for barbecue for the purpose of pleasing the Lord.
Now the young warrior has been reprimanded by his master, and has called Zhao Hong to apologize to Nie Feng instead of her.
Zhao Hong said apologetically, "You have a lot of adults, don't care about him."
Nie Feng thought for a while, raised a dagger, cut a yellow sheep's foreleg, which had been roasted, and handed it to Zhao Hong: "Brother Zhao, please help me send it over, it's ... my little respect."
Going out with friends, if not necessary, Nie Feng doesn't want to blame people. Since the other party's attitude is very sincere, it is not a big deal.
He couldn't finish a roast lamb, and sending two legs was considered human, no matter who the other party was, the matter passed.
Nie Feng does not cause trouble or is afraid of it. People respect me for three points, and I am one foot!
Zhao Hong took the fragrant leg of lamb, with a bit of admiration in his eyes. He had seen more people walking south and north. He had never seen Nie Feng so secretive, sophisticated and sociable.
Therefore, he did not feel that it was any good to run a leg for Nie Feng, but went back to life with relief.
Back at the temporary camp surrounded by the car array, the caravan's leader came to the front of a wagon and said respectfully, "Miss, the man asked me to send me two lamb legs and said it was him Little respect. "
The young warrior was standing next to the carriage just now, his face was ugly.
The next moment, the carriage door was gently pushed open, and a woman sitting inside could be seen faintly across the bead curtain. She asked softly, "Head Zhao, it's hard for you."
Zhao Hong laughed: "It's no hard work. It's my honor to serve the young lady. These two leg of lamb are roasted just right. How about the taste of the slice?"
The woman in the car smiled sweetly: "It's okay."
Zhao Hong immediately took the dinner plate, quickly sliced ​​the lamb leg with a clean dagger, and then presented it to the car, which was picked up by the other's maid.
Zhao Hong took a step back and said, "Please enjoy it slowly, and retreat."
After speaking, he saluted to the woman in the car and backed away.
The young samurai guarding next to the carriage said suddenly, "Miss, I don't know the origin of the man. Don't eat the food he sent, lest ..."
"You go down ..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman in the car: "It's good or bad, Xiaolian has her own."
The young warrior's complexion turned red again, but he did not dare to disobey, turned his head and walked away.
"Miss, this guy is getting too much!"
The maid who was sitting in the car holding the dinner plate complained: "Just as you can tolerate him, sooner or later he will bring us disasters. Don't always be so soft-hearted."
The woman called "Miss" sighed sighingly, "I know, but after all, he has been in our family for many years, and he can't just drive away, right? That would be chilling."
"Ugh!"
The waitress was helpless and had to change the subject: "This barbecue is really good. It smells good just now. I don't know what to add. I'll try it first."
She took out the silver chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecue, sent it to her mouth and chewed it a few times, and her pretty eyebrows bent immediately.
"Well, it's so delicious!"
Then, the maid couldn't wait to clip the second movie: "I'll try it again!"
She said to try, she ate four or five slices of chopsticks, Rufei, and ate with a smile: "It's so delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious barbecue!"
"Ahem!"
The young lady next to her could not help crying and laughing when she saw the maid, and she could not help coughing twice.
The maid awakened, and her face turned red, and she quickly offered a dish like a treasure: "Miss, slavery is okay, you try it."
Although the young lady didn't pout and didn't like barbecued food very much, she couldn't help curiosity at this moment. She picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat carefully into her mouth.
One side of the meat was browned, the flour was tender, and the gravy was lightly bitten. The taste of the seasoning spread instantly in the mouth. This wonderful taste that had never been tasted made her brows uncontrollably stretch.
It ’s really delicious!
The waitress said, "It's delicious, isn't he right?"
As she spoke, she stared at the barbecue on the plate.
The young lady smiled.
But in her heart was wondering who Nie Feng was. Was it a coincidence that he came across this caravan or something else ...
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