What I like the most is the way you look at me displeased but can do nothing about me. Susu is my woman, you don’t have to worry about how I treat her, you should just recuperate first." Yang Mu laughed, picked up Lu Su and turned around

Two laps.

Yi Xiaochuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"Come on, you should rest first. Lu Su and I will go out for a walk and buy some ingredients. You will recover faster after eating enough. By the way, you can come to me to avenge your wife after you recover." Yang

Mu couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and then said to Lu Su: "Let's go, Su Su, go shopping with me."

"But..." Lu Su stopped talking.

"Nothing but, this is the house of the dead, no one dares to come." Yang Mu said, and then he pulled Lu Su away without any explanation, leaving Yi Xiaochuan alone on the bed with an angry face.

"Gao Yao, just wait for me. When I get better, I have to let you know why the flowers are so red." Yi Xiaochuan thought bitterly.

Lu Su had no choice but to accompany Yang Mu around the market. At first, Yang Mu felt it was very fresh, but after walking around for a while, Yang Mu felt it was boring. The supplies in this era were too scarce, and it was common in later generations.

There was no food, vegetables or the like at all. Yang Mu also wanted to taste the special delicacies of this era, but when he saw what was sold in the market and the memory in his mind, Yang Mu gave up the idea.

It’s better to buy some things to make at home. There are a lot of modern daily necessities in Yang Mu’s storage space, but they are for emergencies. In daily life, you have to use local materials. Yang Mu bought a hundred kilograms of millet, which is

Millet, plus twenty pounds of wheat. Wheat was not a staple food in this era, and pasta had not yet appeared in the Qin Dynasty. Yang Mu had to find a stonemason, draw a sketch by himself, and ask the stonemason to make a stone roller so that he could grind the wheat.

Into noodles.

Lu Su is not a stupid person who is inexperienced in worldly affairs. He knows well that wealth should not be revealed. He first disguised himself and took Yang Mu to the gold shop, exchanged the gold bars for the money of this era, Qin Banliang, and then wrapped it with

Hold the wallet tightly, let Yang Mu carry it, and then go spend it.

"In Lu Su's opinion, Yang Mu is very strong, and it is okay to carry one hundred and twenty kilograms of grain and so many copper coins. Yang Mu is indeed okay, so he bought a large wooden can and a few small wooden barrels, and then carried

These things went straight back to the House of the Dead.

"Keep an eye on it." After Yang Mu said that, he took Lu Su out again. This time it was no longer to the market, but to the back mountain.

"What are we doing in the back mountain?" Lu Su asked in confusion.

"Want to fly?" Yang Mu suddenly asked.

"Fly? How can people fly...ah!" Before Lu Su could finish speaking, Yang Mu picked up Lu Su and used Qinggong to jump towards the top of the tree. Lu Su was so frightened that he screamed in panic. Maybe Yang Mu was too fast.

, Lu Su's mouth was filled with wind, and Lu Su quickly closed his mouth.

Yang Mu held Lu Su and jumped through the woods. Although it was not a real flight like flying in the clouds and mist, it also allowed Lu Su to experience the feeling of flying.

By the way, Yang Mu also killed four pheasants and a wild boar. Then, Yang Mu held the wild boar in his left hand and the four pheasants in his right hand. He still jumped up and down with Qinggong. Lu Su screamed and moved like eight

He hugged Yang Mu tightly like a clawed fish, his whole body pressed tightly against Yang Mu.

"Are you surprised? Is it exciting?" Yang Mu came outside the house of the dead, put Lu Su down and asked with a smile.

"Are you... an immortal?" Lu Su looked at Yang Mu and asked in confusion.

"Of course not. I am a warrior and can barely be classified as a practitioner. Come on, I will show you my skills today." After Yang Mu said that, he and Lu Su entered the room of the dead. In the room, Yi Xiaochuan was still lying on the bed resentfully.

, when he saw Yang Mu coming in, he stared at Yang Mu closely.

Yang Mu ignored Yi Xiaochuan at all. With a flip of his hand, pots and pans appeared. Yang Mu's stay in the last world was not in vain, especially after he had been hanging out with Sha Zhu for a while. Although his cooking skills were not as good as Sha Zhu's, they were still there.

Comparable to an average chef.

Yang Mu first took a pot to cook millet porridge, and then plucked the pheasant feathers. Pheasant feathers are easy to pluck and can be removed by boiling water. Then it was Yang Mu's performance time. Lu Su never thought that a man would devote himself wholeheartedly to doing it.

The food is also so eye-catching.

Lu Su was not idle either. He first went to make a fire, and then prepared to light the fire. Yang Mu looked at the pheasant for a while while handling the pheasant, and found that Lu Su did not use drill wood to make fire, but used two stones to make fire. Unfortunately, the fire was not

It was so easy to light, Yang Mu casually handed Lu Su a lighter and taught Lu Su how to light it.

Lu Su could learn how to use a lighter as soon as he did it, and Lu Su was shocked again.

"Are you really not an immortal?" Lu Su asked in a low voice.

"It's really not the case. Also, don't keep it all yours, call me Xianggong." Yang Mu said with a smile.

Lu Su was silent, left silently, and then started to light the fire. Yang Mu didn't mind either, as time changes people's hearts. Yang Mu made two portions of chicken, one was braised chicken nuggets, and the other was beggar's chicken. There was no such thing in this era.

Begging for the chicken, it was already afternoon after Yang Mu prepared the chicken.

Yang Mu somewhat knew why there were two meals in ancient times. First, there was a lack of food, and second, cooking was too time-consuming, especially stews and the like.

"Here, have a taste." Yang Mu stuffed the chicken thigh into Lu Su's hand.

"It smells so good!" Lu Su closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the aroma and said. Can it not smell good? Salt is a problem in this era. Yang Mu used various seasonings, so it would be strange if it doesn't smell fragrant.

"If it's delicious, just eat more. I'm not bragging to you. This kind of food is the only one in the world. Even His Majesty the First Emperor can't eat such delicious food." Yang Mu patted his chest, looking like he was the best in the world.

He said with a very domineering look.

But this kind of domineering is the most attractive. Although there is civilization in this era, it is almost barbaric. Pretty boys are not popular in this era. Strong men can attract the admiration of women in this era. This may be the pressure of survival, not only for women, but also for men.

Men will subconsciously worship and follow the strong. Yang Mu is using his own strength to change Lu Su's heart bit by bit, but it will take time.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Give Mr. Yi some food too." Lu Su lowered his head and whispered.

"Call me sir and I'll give it to you." Yang Mu stroked Lu Su's hair and said with a smile.

"Ms. sir." Lu Su's voice was extremely low, so low that Yang Mu could barely hear it.

"Since the lady has spoken, I will give Yi Xiaochuan something to eat." Yang Mu filled a bowl of porridge for Yi Xiaochuan, then brought it to Yi Xiaochuan and said condescendingly: "Hey, come and eat!"

"A gentleman will not eat what he has been fed!" Yi Xiaochuan said angrily.

"A gentleman does not eat food that comes with a sigh, but are you a gentleman? What kind of gentleman are you? A gentleman who never tires of destroying others?" Yang Mu sneered twice, and then said: "You don't want to eat if you like it! If you don't eat enough, you won't be cured of your illness.

If you don’t recover, you won’t be able to seek revenge from me.”

"I'll eat!" Yi Xiaochuan struggled to get up, picked up the bowl and ate. Then, Yi Xiaochuan suddenly said angrily: "If you eat meat, just let me drink soup. You have to give me some meat too!"

"You are weak now and don't want to be replenished. First, drink some millet porridge to recuperate. Wait until your body is almost healed before eating meat. You don't have to graduate from a medical school to understand such a simple truth." After Yang Mu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Returning to Lu Su, Yi Xiaochuan was so angry that his face turned black while eating chicken.

After eating and drinking, Yang Mu looked at Lu Su with burning eyes. Lu Su understood Yang Mu's eyes and subconsciously wanted to hide, but unfortunately he couldn't hide at all. He was caught by Yang Mu and

Hug him up.

Yang Mu picked up Lu Su and carried him directly into the marching tent, and then started racing. Yang Mu was using the pleasure of the senses to treat Lu Su's inner trauma. Although Lu Su shouted no, his body was honest, and Lu Su was eating.

When the marrow was aware of the taste, not long after, a faint, suppressed sound came.

Veins popped out on Yi Xiaochuan's forehead, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug into his flesh without realizing it. Unfortunately, no matter how angry Yi Xiaochuan was, he could not change the established fact.
Chapter completed!