: You can actually picky about food ()

"No, I'm a free man, so I don't eat such things, such things..."

When little John became stubborn, he was unacceptable.

On that night, they lived in Yulin Village. Zhao Xu, who followed Zhao Fubo and the others, was taken into the village by Wei Zhen and lived in the best house in the village.

As for Zhao Fubo, he had two big cars to sleep anyway, so he could arrange Shu Yuer and old man Martin, but he would rather sleep by the fire.

Therefore, when they had supper, they were as star-strewn as they did last night.

The difference is that today there is a long wooden table and two long wooden benches, which also has a bit of civilization.

The food was made by Wei Zhen's kitchen, and the hand-piggy rice with military flavor was really hard for John to accept, and Shu Yuer was also not satisfied.

"Hey, a man of such a big one is not going to be picky about food, right?"

Zhao Fubo said and squeezed to little John.

He is an honest man, but he doesn't have as much thought as Shu Yuer. Therefore, in his heart, if he wants to bet, he will naturally have to admit defeat. Martin is the teacher, and as for little John, he is the brother.

Having said that, he, who had never had a slave, would not really put on the airs of his master. Even when facing Muke, he was as intimate as a brother.

He reached out and put his hand on Little John's shoulder, and the latter naturally moved the place so that he would not give him a chance to be intimate. Zhao Fubo, who was distracted, grabbed a handful of hand-pickled rice from his plate with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth to taste it.

"Well, it's not as delicious as our family's food. John, what do you want to eat? If you want to eat barbecue, tell me, I'll cook something for us to bake."

A light flashed in Little John's blue eyes. She turned her eyes, and she looked a little reserved.

"If you want, it's better. I need a small slice of beef that is fried to 6 cents, and some... bread, butter... I also need a knife and fork, if there is one..."

Martin, who was about to translate for Little John, couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't believe that this little Western slave who was just released this morning would make so many requests when it was today.

He smacked his lips unreasonably, and translated it to Zhao Fubo.

"He...he needs..."

The more he said, Zhao Fubo's eyes widened, and as his eyes widened, his mouth became wider and wider. Finally, when he heard the knife and fork, he turned his head to ask little John with a surprised expression.

"What, are you Westerners so troublesome to eat? I see here... here... I'm afraid there is only knife and fork? You just use this to eat? No wonder you can't beat Salardin!"

When everyone followed his eyes, they found that Zhao Fubo's eyes had actually fallen on a weapon stand. There were many knives of different sizes and lengths on it, especially one three-stranded sky-holding fork.

"ha……"

Old Martin was the first to smile and leaned on the table. Shu Yuer squirted out a mouthful of fruit from her mouth, covering her mouth and shaking like a willow branch in the wind.

Even Muke, a person who never jokes, trembled like a squirting person.

Wei Zhen laughed that he stopped drinking and eating, and just leaned in his arms, and kept smashing the table with his fists.

Little John, who was not translated by Martin, looked at everyone strangely, but when his eyes looked at Zhao Fubo's gaze, he couldn't help but cry and mumbled and complained non-stop.

"What, only you barbarians can grab it with your hands when you eat. How do you use these two sticks? Knife and fork... you will know how to dance the gun and play the sword!"

The laughable little John looked at Zhao Fubo with full contempt. He couldn't figure out how a guy who didn't even know what the knife and fork was, could learn that good marksmanship. Not only did he compete with the six Mamluk cavalry, he even won the battle.

At the end of the day, little John himself couldn't help laughing.

But when he smiled, he would actually cover his mouth with his hands. Except for those who like male style, everyone else would feel a numbness on his back.

Zhao Fubo looked at everyone with an innocent look on his face. He still didn't understand why everyone was laughing?

Huanshou looked at everyone's expressions, guessing that there must be something that made everyone funny.

Subconsciously touched his face with his hands to see if there were rice grains on it. He looked down at his body and saw if his clothes and pants were torn and exposed.

After the inquiry failed, Zhao Fubo raised his head again with a confused look on his face.

“Ahhaha…”

Old Man Martin just raised his head from the table, and he saw the confusion on Zhao Fubo's face at a glance. He couldn't help but laugh and leaned back. Who knew that with this smile, his wheelchair made a big joke with him and turned over directly.

"Ha ha……"

Laughing is a contagious thing, and then everyone in the entire Yulin Village, which was reflected by the bonfire, burst into laughter.

The man who was brushing the horse stopped and smiled. Even the guards with cold expressions appeared in their eyes at this time.

Zhao Xu, who stayed in the best house in Yulin Village, opened the door in confusion.

From the open door, some of the Zhao maids inside were also dressed up according to the water snake waist.

They all had a short belly exposed, and various shiny decorations hung on their bodies. Their faces were covered with charming veils, covering their young and beautiful faces.

However, the "water snake waist" could only twist her waist from a certain angle close to the room, showing off her delicate body, but it could no longer attract Zhao Xu's gaze and body.

Zhao Xu listened carefully to the laughter coming with the already cooler wind, feeling the fire that reflected half of the sky red, and for some reason he felt a hint of jealousy in his heart.

But in an instant, he seemed to think of something again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have fun...Tomorrow..."

Tomorrow...what will happen tomorrow? Forget it, in this night full of laughter, I'm afraid no one will think about what will happen tomorrow.

Zhao Fubo, who finally figured out the situation, really got some food for Little John, which he agreed with.

A small piece of well-fried beef, although there was nothing else, he got the most important thing for Little John - a set of knife and fork.

He took a set of silver tableware in his hand, including knife and fork, spoon and other commonly used tableware, and threw the pockets of this valuable set of tableware into Little John's hands.

"I got this from a caravan outside. I heard that they planned to melt this thing to exchange porcelain with the Song people, so it's not worth much!"

Although Zhao Fubo said that this thing was not worth much, little John was obviously a person who knew the goods.

Just look at the glittering silver tableware and you will determine that this must be the private property of the British or French knights.

"This...this is too expensive!"

For some reason, when little John spoke at this time, he felt more feminine. Even when he accepted this set of tableware at Zhao Fubo's request, he turned red.

After careful cleaning, the cheeks, which were as white as ivory, had some wonderful blush. Of course, the premise was that if he was a girl, the blush would be normal.

It was precisely because of his reaction that Shu Yuer, who was sitting on the other side of the bonfire, glanced at the corner of her mouth disapproved, and even subconsciously reached out and pulled the long cloak draped on her body, as if she had already felt the cold at night.

Then he stroked his little hand, as if he was complaining about his ignorance.

"Hmph, Xiao Mixing, what is he so easy to do to a man? If he hadn't been familiar with him, he would still think that kind of person!"

Yanxia was obviously quite disdainful of that kind of person. His pair of wonderful eyes that were implicitly complaining were just following the ignorant Zhao Fubo through the swaying flames.

He stroked his hands on his narrow hair, and cursed in a low voice.

"Hmph, stinky, stinky, stinky..."

At this point, she narrowed her legs and could only scream with resentment.

Fortunately, Zhao Fubo took good care of the people around him. After giving little John the knife and fork, he arranged for Teacher Martin, who was in poor spirits to go to bed, and he returned to the bonfire again.

What he said below probably shows why Shu Yuer put all the hearts of her little daughter's family on him.

Holding a fire stick in your hand, pulling out the fire so that everyone around you can feel warm during this cold night.

He quietly touched Shu Yuer beside Mai with his elbow and started to speak in a low voice.

"Well, I'm so happy to come out this time, but it's a pity that it's a little short. I can't be so happy when I get home in two days!"

Because I had been waiting for a long time, I still wanted to look at Shu Yuer, who was staring in front of me, who was frightened and angry.

When you have to go home, not to say so close to each other, even if you say something bold, you have to be careful of being heard by others.

"Who said no, I feel so happy these days..."

When he said these words, his bright eyes looked at Zhao Fubo, but he saw him looking at him.

The cold night wind blew from Shu Yu'er's back, and several black hairs flew gently in the night wind. Some fragrance also moved Zhao Fubo's face with some unprecedented colors.

His eyes became a little warm, and even made Shu Yuer extend his hand with joy and shock.

"Hey...you..."

Shu Yuer, who has always been fierce and capable, did not even say that he would get angry with Zhao Fubo at this time, but his nervous body was not as powerful as he could not even block his hand.

I had to chew my eyelids and my tender face turned red, and it looked like I could pick it up.

But what she didn't expect was that Zhao Fubo just dusted off the sand brought by the night wind on her shoulders.

"Hey, you're so stupid that you're so stupid that you're glaring!"

The frustrated Shu Yuer was angry and had to let her glare in her arms. Zhao Fubo added another sentence next to her.
Chapter completed!