Duan Hu received Zhang Lang's affirmative answer, and his eyes were red with excitement, "Brother, I'm going to practice martial arts!"

The unstable foundation building is a thorn in Duan Hu's heart that hurts the foundation.

I used to pretend to be the same as if I was fine, but I was afraid that my grandfather would be sad.

I know the pain in my heart.

Now that I can actually enter the dark energy period, how can I be unhappy?

At the age of 22, the genius of the hidden spirit period is not worse than the geniuses of other sects.

When Zhang Lang returned from his career, he had just entered the Dark Power Period not long. His current state was because he inherited the divine position and broke through from refining essence into qi to the stage of refining spirit and returning to the stage of refining spirit and returning to the emptiness.

This is not the result of his own cultivation, but the benefits brought by the inheritance of the divine position, and no one can compare to this.

Duan Hu went to practice hard and vigorously, while Zhang Lang began to prepare breakfast for the wolf guards.

Their breakfast is very simple. It is animal food refined by Tang Feifei, and animal food refined by crocodile meat and crocodile bones brought back by Zhang Lang from Xiangjiang and various precious medicinal materials.

Since refining the mountains and forests in the Shanshen Valley, Pheasant Back, Wild Boar Gully and other areas, Zhang Lang no longer lacks precious medicinal materials. Wherever the medicinal materials grew, they all clearly reacted in Zhang Lang's spiritual consciousness.

The animal food refined this time is more precious and has better results than the dog food refined by Zhang Lang's master Qingyuan last time.

After all, the original dog food was just made with wolf meat and wolf bones added with a small amount of tiger bones and ordinary strong muscles.

Zhang Lang entered the house, avoided Duan Hu's sight, took out a bag of steamed bun-shaped animal food from the storage ring, and threw it to the wolf guards, so that they could rush to eat.

Presbyterians followed the competition for animal food, and the instinct of animals made it know that it was a good thing, and even the Monkey King Golden Retriever joined the competition.

After feeding the wolf guards, Zhang Lang was not idle either. He looked at Duan Hu who was fascinated by practicing martial arts. He went back to the house and took a wooden barrel, got up and walked towards the swamp in the mountain god valley.

The swamps are covered with bubbles of all sizes. Because they are rarely visited, there are natural enemies. There are many wild fish in these bubbles of all sizes.

Although wild fish are not very large due to the bubble area, they are numerous and densely packed with fish ponds.

When you get to the edge of the bubble, you don’t have to cast a net or fish with a fishing rod. Just put the wooden barrel into the bubble and fill it with water and lift it up. The fish inside will be almost enough for three or four people to eat in one meal. This is what the situation is said about beating roe deer and scooping fish with a scoop.

With little effort, Zhang Lang left the swamp with a full bucket of wild fish.

I found a stream and started to clean up wild fish.

He is planning to make ground pot, wild fish and soaked buns for everyone at noon.

Such a dish is easy to eat and drink, which is simple and easy to deal with.

Put the wild fish that has been packed, and don’t distinguish between fish. Put it directly into the pot and add water, only onions, ginger and garlic, and don’t put any other ingredients, and simmer it on low heat.

Thousands of rolled tofu, thousands of rolled fish.

Fish are not afraid of stewing for a long time, and the longer the time, the better it is. When all the nutrients in the fish bones are integrated into the soup, then the pot of fish soup will be considered to be at the right time.

Soak the thick white soup with a scoop and burn it, and you can swallow your tongue into your stomach.

After stewing wild fish on it, Zhang Lang started to use another pot to make venison sauce.

Yesterday, the old men brought back one of the red deer, and the six people couldn't eat much at all. The rest was secretly put by Zhang Lang in the storage ring.

Take out a red deer hind legs from the storage ring, wash it by the stream, and cut it into fist-sized pieces. This is not like stewed fish, but put all the ingredients in it.

Finally, Zhang Lang took out Laoshan ginseng from the storage ring and cut it into two slices.

Put all the seasonings, plus Laoshan ginseng and venison together, pour white wine and stew it in a large pot over high heat, and put the red deer bones that just picked out were also put into the pot and stew it.

"Brother, it smells so good! What do you think I'm doing?" Zhang Lang had just put the deer bones into the pot. Duan Hu, who had finished practicing, walked in and asked for help.

"Can you cook the pot?"

"Yes! When I was a kid, I often cooked my milk and cooked the pot!"

"Okay, then you're responsible for cooking the pot! This pot is just about low heat, just watch the water inside. Don't dry it; wait until the pot is turned on, then change it to low heat, cook for another hour, and then turn off the heat." Zhang Lang handed over the work of cooking the pot to Duan Hu.

"Okay, brother, just leave this job to me!" Duan Hu took over the pot-burning work with his hands.

"Brother, what's the stew in this pot? It's so fragrant?" When Zhang Lang packed up the venison, the wild fish in the ground pot had already been boiled, and the rich fragrance filled the wooden house.

"Wild fish in the ground pot! Look at it, don't rely on drying the pot!" Zhang Lang said with a smile.

"knew!"

During the process of preparing lunch, Zhang Lang's spiritual sense always focused on the four old men. When he saw the four old men starting to walk back with their prey, Zhang Lang took out the bar head he brought, cut it into the size of a coin, put it in a wild fish pot, and continued to simmer it on low heat.

When Zhang Lang started cutting venison, the old men came back with their prey.

"Haha! Look at my harvest, four bullets and four rabbits, hit every shot!" Zhang Lang's grandfather showed his achievements.

"Hmph! Who is not trying every shot? You are just lucky! Although I only hit three hares, my rabbit is fatter than yours!" Secretary Su said dissatisfied.

"Wolf cub, you can't be careful! I only found two rabbits in the morning! This cannot be counted, I will compete again in the afternoon!" Duan Dehai was even more miserable and only hit two and a half-large rabbits.

"Haha! I said, "Old Duan, I'm so capable, I blame others for not having any ideas!" Zhang Lang's grandfather walked over with six rabbits with a smile.

Fighting rabbits is not only about marksmanship, but also about finding prey. It also has the element of luck.

No matter how good your shooting skills are, it will be useless if you don’t meet a rabbit.

"Old Master Duan, this can only be said that you are not lucky. There are few rabbits in the place you went to. It doesn't matter if you lose this time, but you can just recover it next time!" Zhang Lang smiled and comforted.

After comforting Duan Dehai, Zhang Lang smiled and greeted the four old men, "Grandpa, Grandpa Su, Grandpa Duan, you ran all morning and sat down and rest. I'll make tea for you, have some tea and rest for a while, and we'll start dinner!"

As he said that, he went into the house and took out four tea cups, made tea for the four old men, and put it on the stone table.

"Well! Not bad! Where did you come from, Langzi? Why do you feel better than my tea?" Duan Dehai sipped a sip of tea and asked in surprise.

"No way? Hu Zi bought them all."

"Little bastard, come out for me! I'm so old to raise you so big. If you have such a good tea, don't you think about giving it to me!" Duan Dehai was furious when he heard this.

Duan Hu walked out with aggrieved look on his face, "Grandpa, I've given it to you. There are eighteen tea trees in front of Hugong Temple at the foot of Shifeng Mountain. I produce such a little tea a year. I got one pound through my relationship and left half a pound for you. You know!"

"No! This is not the same as my tea! Are you fooling me with the tea before the rain? "

"Mr. Duan, this should be the same as yours! The taste of you drinking is different, it is because of the water! My water is much better than the water from Yuquan Mountain you drink in the capital! This is water from a small spring in the Monkey King Cave!
Chapter completed!