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Chapter 503

When Charles first knew that he was going to eat wild boar tonight, he refused.

Because no matter which wild boar it was, it did not bleed when it was killed, and the reason for the wild boar itself made him not satisfied with the taste of the meat.

However, the boss said he would eat this tonight, so Charles had to admit it. Fortunately, he made some preparations on the way to prevent this situation from happening, but he didn't expect to use it, so he took on the task of preparing for today's supper.

There are several lemon trees on the side of the road in the village. These lemon trees blooming in autumn are now when the lemons are ripe, so Charles picked a lot and prepared to make tea.

The conversation between Pitland and the three girls over there and then went to the kitchen next to the house.

The conditions at the village chief’s house are pretty good, the kitchen is separated from the house and there is no need to be smoked and fired. Other villagers have a fire pit in the middle of the house, where cooking and heating in winter are all there, so they don’t have to think about the fireplace.

When Charles first asked them if they would use chopsticks, Charles received a bunch of rolling eyes, and then he knew what to do with today's wild boar meat.

Pitland looked at Charles frozen the piece of meat, and then used the dagger that could release the "icy impact" to cut the meat into parchment-like slices.

If Auston I knew that the dagger he sent to Charles would become a kitchen tool, he wouldn't have been surprised.

But Peterland was quite curious about Charles's approach. He asked from the side: "Charles, can I do something?"

Charles pointed to the few lemons and a pot on the side and said, "Please help me squeeze the lemon juice into the pot and then put half of the water."

Pitland skillfully cut the bottom of the lemon with the menu in the kitchen, then slowly squeezed the lemon with one hand, and the lemon juice was squeezed into the pot.

He said while squeezing lemon juice: "A few days ago, a family of bears came from outside the village. The two adult bears are extremely strong, and they are probably of the level of the bear king."

"The village chief reported this to the lord, and the lord sent a knight and five soldiers."

"That half-baked knight took people out to fight those bears just after noon today, but was beaten back."

"They plan to use the wild boar as a trap tonight and see if they can catch them."

"When you set out tomorrow, please be careful on the road. We will block those bears outside the convoy and take the opportunity to run away. The three little girls will stay in the inside."

Charles didn't care about Wo Xiong and so on. Instead, he was a little surprised that Pitland was very skillful in squeezing juice, so he said, "I can't tell that the Baron Master is quite skillful in squeezing juice?"

Pitland continued to squeeze lemon juice and said, "I went to be a knight attendant when I was a child. I have received all the training I should receive, including serving the knight master. I will still be able to get some juice."

Charles looked at Pitland's fat body, looking disbelief.

Peterland had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "This is the power of blood."

After the meat was cut, Charles poured all the slices into the diluted lemon juice and stirred them with a spoon from time to time.

Peterland asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Charles explained: "The wild boar did not bleed when it was killed, so it tasted bad."

"Lemon juice can prevent blood from coagulating and dissolve coagulated blood, so I rely on it to remove the blood inside and it can also taste it."

Peterland looked around for a while, then asked, "Charles, are you the kid of the Knight?"

Charles shook his head.

"Where is the Baron?"

Charles continued to shake his head.

"Vissoc?"

Charles shook his head.

Peterland then asked, "Where did your dagger come from?"

Charles was stunned. Magic weapons were not cheap. It seemed that Pitland suspected that his dagger was not from the right place. He replied: "This dagger was given to me by someone who pursued my sister."

Peterland was relieved. From Charles' appearance, he could reasonably think that his sister must be a beauty. If anyone who pursues his sister is nothing unexpected, it is either a big businessman or a nobleman. Then it is not surprising that he will give him a magic weapon. The baron master has seen many such things.

Then Pitland said to Charles: "Charles, how about you be the knight of my family?"

?( ̄(ィ(ェ) ̄)?:Ao!

Charles was stunned for a moment, then looked at Pitland in a daze.

But he saw that Pitland's expression was serious and serious, not like a joke.

Peterland continued: "Although my territory is not rich, there are two villages, and I can give you one of them as a fief."

Charles asked, "We have only known each other for a day. Do you think I can be your knight?"

?(`?′)?: Ao!

Peterland said seriously: "I appreciate the qualities you showed in today's day. You are smart, strong and kind."

Charles nodded and said, "I think you're right."

Peterland ignored Charles' cheekyness and asked expectantly: "What about your answer?"

?(╬◣(エ)◢)?:Ao ah!!!

In Pitland's anticipated gaze, Charles shook his head and said, "Sorry, I refuse."

At this time, a girl's slightly angry voice came from the kitchen door: "A man with no ambition!"

Charles and Pitland looked out the kitchen door and saw only Billie's back as she turned around and left.

Pitland's eyes lit up suddenly. He rubbed his three-layer chin with his hands and said to Charles: "That Belie seems interesting to you?"

Charles rolled his eyes at him.

Peterland ignored Charles' rolling eyes and continued to say to himself: "You saved her at noon today..."

?(≧(ェ)≦)?:Ao?!

"She wanted to find you just now, but you went to help Maria."

"Then she kept watching you seem to have something to worry about..."

"That Bili is pretty. It looks pretty, but he looks like accent, and he should be the daughter of a poor noble family in the north. You are still very proud of your identity."

?(′?m): Aoao~ao!!

"Tsk tsk...will I see a love story about a hero saving beauty and falling in love at first sight?"

Charles said to him helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's time to have a meal."

At this time, Charles had already processed all the slices of meat and put them in a large bowl. After washing the pot, it added water and a little salt, a few slices of ginger, a few carrots, a few pieces of corn and a few scallions.

With limited conditions, Charles could only make such a clear soup pot.

The village chief lit the carbon stove for heating in winter and placed it on a wooden stake as a table. Charles placed the soup pot on the carbon stove, and then said to everyone: "When the water boils, you will put the meat slices in and boil it. Once it is cooked, you can eat it."

"When I finish eating the meat, I will pour rice in and cook porridge. This is what I will be for today's supper..."

?(〼(ェ)▼)?:Ao~!Ao~!

The roar of bears outside the village came again, and Charles was furious.

"Can you let someone live?" Charles yelled and lifted the knife magazine placed beside the wall and rushed out of the room.

In a minute, the knight who had been injured in his head rushed into the room and said, "Master Pitland, it's not good! Your guard rushed outside the village, and those bears are now eating corn in the field."

Peterland stood up in shock. He thought Charles was just throwing a flying knife on the wall.

Bili and the others were also shocked by the news. Bili hurriedly stood up and said, "Let's go out and save him!"

Instead, Maria sat there with a normal face. She said, "Sit down, he's fine."

Suddenly, everyone heard the roar outside the village, and shouted loudly, like the sky destroying the earth, the mountain shaking the mountain collapsed, and everyone was shocked.

Just as he was about to find out, he suddenly heard that Ju Village was in an uproar. When he reached the house, he said to the knight, "All bears can be killed, and someone can be sent to retrieve them."

The soup base is not opened.

Later generations praised it by poems:

Weizhen Jiangnan's first achievement,

The pace of reporting the news is fast.

Shi Yingyong, a certain person stopped the pot,

The clear soup was not warm and the bear was killed.
Chapter completed!
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