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Chapter Thirty-One

"What's your purpose?" Meihong looked at Wu Feng coldly.

"Nothing, I just want to prove what you said."

"?"

"The ugly and unbearable human nature"

...When hearing what Wu Feng said, Meihong was confused. She didn't understand why the other party did that. She was neither trying to eat her nor having any extravagant demands. She simply came to help? 500 years of life made it difficult for her to believe.

The scene became cold, and neither of them looked at each other.

A crisp knock on the door sounded.

"Why, is anyone here?" An old voice came from outside the door.

Wu Feng turned his head and signaled Meihong to open the door. Meihong hesitated for a moment or walked over and opened the door.

A slightly old figure pushed a small car and parked in front of the door. There were some quilts and other utensils on the car, and another one had some vegetables and meat.

"The two are new travelers. I heard from Ishida that I sent some clothes and some food later." The old man smiled kindly.

Meihong was stunned for a moment. When was it time for the last time that she had talked to someone normally? Meihong thought.

Wu Feng walked out appropriately and took the thing over and thanked him.

"Insiders are more afraid of having sex, don't mind. Just tell me what kind of clothing is, we can go there by ourselves. Please come here specifically."

"The weather is about to get cold, so be careful to catch a cold at night." The old man nodded in understanding, then left after giving instructing him.

After the old man left, the girl blushed and became cold again, with sparks of anger in her eyes. The little bit of good feelings she had just accumulated had been lost in a moment.

"What does an insider mean!"

"It's the wife's meaning," Wu Feng explained as if he was unknown.

"I asked you, why...what...this...this said"

"A man and a woman need a reasonable identity when traveling, otherwise she will easily be suspected."

"No matter how others think, do you believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Wu Feng could only nod helplessly. The girl, the swear words of later generations have been exposed in advance.

"My girl, what do you eat for dinner?"

"I won't eat," Meihong was stunned and then said.

"Then I'll do it casually." After saying that, Wu Feng walked to the kitchen with the ingredients in his arms, and Meihong became confused again. Ghost wanted to eat too?

Ghosts need food? When they don't need it, but foodies need it...

Eating is one aspect. On the other hand, Wu Feng wanted to experiment with the previous abilities and mastery of cooking. He has been cooking with Yao Ji for a hundred years. He knows the level of his own. He cannot say it is good, but he is definitely not bad. Wu Feng is curious about how proficient in cooking can improve his level.

Although I didn't have much hope, I still opened the instructions for mastering cooking skills.

【Cooking mastery (active): black iron-level ability, cooking ability max for all ingredients】

...

Damn, I didn’t find it to be an active skill before. Shouldn’t it be passive to mastering cooking skills?

With the idea of ​​being cheated, I clicked on my cooking proficiency, and a piece of data suddenly appeared in front of me.

【Mackerel: Commonly edible fish, high in protein, low in fat, very suitable for people to eat]

[Fish head: high nutrition, good taste, rich in soft phospholipids and unsaturated fatty acids necessary for the human body, preparation method, stew...]

An ordinary fish in front of me instantly appeared countless blue data frames. The introduction of the fish itself, the edible part, the cooking method, and the energy supply were listed in a very detailed manner.

There is no change in the cooking skills of oneself, but the indirectness of these data has greatly improved Wu Feng's cooking skills and has an unlimited improvement.

According to the data introduction, after stewing the fish dishes and waiting time, Wu Feng turned to look at Meihong, and another piece of data appeared.

[Unknown living things: delicate flesh and elasticity. Just a small piece can provide the energy of ordinary people for a whole year. It is very poisonous, so be cautious!]

...

It turns out that women are really poisonous!

After reading a series of Wu Feng suddenly remembered that he would return to his original world and survive in the wilderness, he would definitely do more supremely than Belgris...

During dinner, Mei Hong, who originally said she would not eat, couldn't stand the slaughter in the end. She ate several big bowls under Wu Feng's joking eyes, and Wu Feng took care of the rest.

"Hey, Meihong, don't you go to bed?" Wu Feng looked at Meihong, who was sitting in the corner of the house.

"Accustomed to it," Meihong shook her head and said, just sitting in the corner without saying a word.

When Wu Feng heard Meihong say this, he felt a little distressed. After she died, she met Xiaomachi. Later, everyone was taken care of by Baiyulou, but what about Meihong? She has been alone for five hundred years, and she has no friends. She has no stable location for food, clothing, and accommodation. It is much better than herself.

Maybe it was a long-lost house and accommodation, or maybe Wu Feng was protecting him, so Meihong fell asleep soon. This time, Meihong slept very peacefully, and some small bumps did not wake up.

Although he still doesn't believe in Wu Feng's appearance on the surface, he already has a certain trust in him deep in his heart.

Under Wu Feng's gaze, a faint snoring sounded, and Meihong fell asleep against the corner of the wall.

Wu Feng sighed and slowly approached Meihong, but when within a certain range, she could clearly see the trembling of her hands and feet, as if she might wake up at any time. She paused for a while before she could return to normal. Looking at the number of corpses during the day, Meihong said that she hadn't slept for several days. Under the blow of the double fatigue of her spirit and body, even her body's instinct could not bear it anymore.

He gently picked up Meihong, put it on the bed, and covered it with a quilt. Wu Feng made up his mind to not let Meihong go like this anymore, at least he had to change her current mentality, otherwise he would not even dare to contact others.

Qingming Festival the next day

Meihong opened her misty eyes. This was the most comfortable sleep she had ever had in hundreds of years. But then she felt tight and changed her sleeping place! She didn't wake up before!

I looked around and realized that I was lying on the bed with a quilt covered with bedding. No wonder I felt so comfortable sleeping.

As soon as his legs moved slightly, Meihong's face suddenly became dark. He kicked the thing from the quilt off the bed, and screamed at the same time

"Soul Dilute Monster! What did you do? I really misread you!"

If Wu Feng hadn't set up the barrier in advance, the whole village would have heard it.

"What did it do?" Wu Feng, who had woken up long ago, blinked calmly.

"Why do I sleep with you!"

"I saw you in the corner of the wall so pitiful, so I carried you to bed and went to bed. After that, you held my arm tightly and refused to let me leave. I had no choice but to stay there all night. Who knew that I was suddenly kicked down in the morning," Wu Feng said innocently, revealing his arm, with a ball of purple on it.

Seeing that there was indeed a blue-purple color on his arm, the girl blushed and her face stagnated, then turned red and said a little stuttering.

"You don't care where I sleep"

"Okay, okay" Wu Feng raised his hands high and seemed to surrender. He waited until Meihong turned around before letting go, and made a V-shaped character behind him with one hand, and the plan was passed!
Chapter completed!
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