Chapter 364 Zhu Mei
When Wu Yan woke up, the dim light of an oil lamp flickered above his head.
His heart skipped a beat for a moment.
When did you pass out? !
No matter how seriously injured he was, he had never experienced "fragmentation"!
However, this vigilance only flashed past and then went out.
He saw the silly woman.
She squatted on the edge of the stove not far away, holding a roasted thing that could barely be seen as a chicken, biting and chewing it, and ate it deliciously.
Wu Yan quickly understood his situation.
When he broke open the door, he fainted due to severe fatigue.
At this time, he was lying on the bed in this silly woman's home. It was already dark outside the window - probably after opening the door, the woman dragged him to the bed at will.
And this silly woman, because no one got her food, she could only "cook" by herself.
Of course, her cooking skills are terrible, almost non-existent. She caught a chicken from someone’s pen. She probably didn’t pluck out the feathers or drain the blood. She even didn’t seem to even Without removing the internal organs, I somehow killed the chicken and threw it into the burning stove.
The skin of this chicken will be burned into charcoal... If it is grilled like this, the meat inside must be too old, and it will definitely not taste good.
But the silly woman ate very happily. Her mouth was full of gray stains from the charcoal powder. She didn't care. She ate everything that was put to her mouth.
Wu Yan didn't find it strange. When a person is hungry, he must eat. When he is really hungry, who cares what the food is made of?
He reached out and touched himself a little.
Most of the injuries have healed, and a lot of strength has recovered... Most of the fractures on the body have recovered, leaving only a few of the most serious bone injuries that have not yet healed; the large blood holes in the chest and abdomen no longer penetrate from front to back, All the internal organs have recovered, and all that remains are flesh injuries.
In this way, you can eat.
At this time, probably noticing his action of inspecting his injuries, the silly woman stopped biting the chicken, turned her head and glanced at him.
Those innocent, bright and empty eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.
She was not afraid at all.
Wu Yan is not surprised - hunger is the most terrifying thing in the world. All she wants is hunger. Now that her stomach is full, what is there to be afraid of?
He slowly climbed out of bed and walked towards the woman.
The woman blinked and looked at him.
Wu Yan looked at the chicken in the woman's hand - most of the parts were burnt, and she had chewed it many times, and now the whole chicken was inedible.
He also saw the woman’s deflated belly.
She won’t be full if she eats like this.
Wu Yan was also very hungry, so he decided...
"Wait for me here." He said, "I'll cook."
The silly woman's eyes suddenly lit up.
Then, she suddenly dropped the chicken in her hand that looked nothing like chicken, and ran out of the room.
Wu Yan was startled, and decided to ignore her and get some ingredients himself - the rice was ready anyway, and hungry people would look for the aroma on their own.
But before he could step out of the door, he heard the silly woman's footsteps running back.
“Brother! It’s delicious!”
The woman's eyes were bright, she was holding a small torn sack in her arms, she strode up to Wu Yan, and held the sack forward like a treasure.
She might as well just do it. The husband who bought her died, and she didn't feel any sadness at all. She would call someone "brother" when she saw him...
Wu Yan even had some doubts about whether she knew everyone. the difference between?
In her heart, anyone who opens the door is her "brother"?
In the sack, there lay a dead chicken, a dead goose, a few muddy vegetables, green onions, garlic sprouts... and a pig leg that I didn't know where to get.
Wu Yan's eyes also lit up.
He took the sack without hesitation, turned around and walked towards the stove in the room.
In the house, there is a complete set of kitchen utensils - although those kitchen knives are not fast and are very old, it is not a problem at all for a killer like him.
He first carefully cleaned the dead chicken and dead goose, plucked off the feathers, removed the internal organs, and then rinsed them repeatedly with water until the meat appeared white and translucent; then, he placed the pig legs on the chopping board. Use the blade of a knife to deftly remove excess fat and fascia and cut it into evenly sized pieces.
Wu Yan’s cooking skills are the same as his killing techniques, every movement is extremely smooth and natural.
He put the cut pork leg into a clay pot, added an appropriate amount of water and seasonings, then put it on the stove and simmered slowly. At the same time, he took out the green vegetables, green onions and garlic sprouts, washed and chopped them one by one. , set aside.
With the right heat, the aroma of pork leg gradually spreads, intertwined with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees in the air, making people salivate... Then Wu Yan used chicken and goose respectively. Farmers often marinate the meat with spices for a while. During this time, they built a small grill and put the chicken and goose on the grill and slowly roasted it.
The aroma of barbecue was intertwined with the richness of stewed meat. The silly woman squatted aside, her mouth wide open, and the crystal saliva hung on her lips, sucking and dripping.
At this time, Wu Yan had dug out some flour from the corner of the kitchen.
The silly woman didn’t know how to cook with flour, but he did.
He started kneading the dough to make pancakes, and his fingers danced dexterously on the dough. After a while, thin and evenly thick pancakes appeared in his hands.
Finally, Wu Yan cut the roasted chicken and goose into shreds, rolled them into the dough together with the chopped green vegetables and green onions, and paired them with the soft and delicious stewed pork leg and Rich broth, a sumptuous meal is presented in front of you.
The silly woman had already sat down at the table, but she did not rush to start. Instead, she waited very obediently for Wu Yan to finish cooking the last dish. However, the hand that kept rubbing the chopsticks was still... Revealing her eagerness.
It wasn’t until Wu Yan sat down at the table that she couldn’t wait to hold out her chopsticks.
Neither of them spoke, they just ate in silence and hungrily.
The small village outside the window was already full of fishy smell.
The villagers killed by Wu Yan last night had begun to stink and rot. The village was full of flies, but it did not affect the two of them at all.
The more they eat, the more delicious they become, and the more they eat, the more intoxicated they become.
Wu Yan did not deliberately pursue the color, aroma, and taste of food, but delicious food always seemed to make him feel better, so he unknowingly figured out a not-so-smart trick. , but also amazing cooking skills. But when he is eating, he does not give people the feeling of "enjoying food".
He ate quickly, using both hands together, like a homeless man picking up the leftovers given by others.
But the silly woman... is exactly the same as him.
She also eats very fast. She doesn’t even know how to use chopsticks. The chopsticks are basically two bamboo sticks in her hands. When these two bamboo sticks cannot string things together, she will use them directly. , even if his hands are greasy, he doesn't care, he will even put his hand into the broth and fish out the pork leg.
And the broth that soaked her dirty hands... did not affect Wu Yan's appetite at all. He would still pick up the soup bowl and drink heavily.
“Hiccup…”
The silly woman put down her chopsticks, held her belly that was rounded by food with her greasy hands, and let out a big burp with satisfaction.
Wu Yan also took a long breath.
This meal was not the most he had eaten in these years, but it was the most satisfying.
He looked at the silly woman, watching her licking the soup from the bottom of the bowl without finishing it, and suddenly his heart moved violently.
This was a feeling he had never felt before.
Even when facing the most dangerous target, his heart had never beat so fast.
Even when faced with the elusive Lord, he has never been so confused.
Even when he was most hungry and in pain, he never panicked like this.
He suddenly felt that it would be very, very uncomfortable if he could never see this woman again or dine with her again.
And without herself, how could she still eat such a meal?
"What's your name?"
Wu Yan suddenly asked.
The silly woman looked up at him, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Wu Yan asked again: "What do others call you?"
"Others, call you..." The silly woman suddenly grinned: "Silly woman, Damn woman, idiot... But they are wrong! My name is sister!"
Wu Yan looked at her and felt a little crazy.
The silly woman has a delicate face, her thin and fair face is like delicate porcelain; her eyes are big and hollow, revealing an innocent sense of stupidity.
At this moment, her face was greasy from eating, and food residue hung from the corner of her mouth, but she still smiled silly and sweetly, like an innocent child, which made people feel loved.
Love...what kind of feeling is this?
“From now on, you must have your own name.”
Wu Yan suddenly asked: "What's your surname?"
"Surname? What's your surname?" The silly woman asked, tilting her head, but her mind was not here. She noticed a pig bone on the table with something on it. There was some unfinished meat, so I happily picked up the pork bones.
"Last name..."
Wu Yan's eyes flickered, thinking of a long, long time ago.
At that time, he had no home and was living on the streets.
On the street, in order to grab a stinky steamed bun, he fought with a group of beggars to the death.
He was thin and weak, but he was not afraid of pain. All he could see was the smelly steamed buns. He only knew that these people were preventing him from filling his stomach.
So he allowed the beggars’ fists and kicks to fall on him. No matter whether it was a brick or a stick that hit him on the back of the head, no matter how much blood flowed from his body, he just calmly cut off a broken, pointed stick. Stab the beggars with the prickly sticks.
When passers-by saw the blood, they screamed and ran away.
Wu Yan was satisfied. He stepped over the dead beggars, sat in the corner, weakly picked up the steamed buns and started eating.
After taking a bite, he found that the steamed bun was a little too hard, so he dipped it in the blood dripping from his body, softened the steamed bun, and ate it happily.
At this time, a tall figure stood in front of him, blocking the sunlight falling from the eaves.
"Follow me and you can eat." The man said.
Wu Yan's eyes lit up. He gnawed the bun hard and asked, "Then what should I do?"
The tall figure looked down at the corpses of the beggars on the ground, calmly Said: "Same as what you just did."
Wu Yan thought about it and thought it was very simple.
So he nodded vigorously.
The tall figure hummed and said calmly: "In this case, you need a name."
"Today I give you the surname Wu, it is neither God nor destiny, it is my wish. From now on, you are my sword, ruthless and heartless, disgusted with the world."
......
Wu Yan raised his head, and the silly woman said: "The surname is just a symbol. Whatever you like, just name it."
The silly woman gnawed on the pig bones and blinked: "Then the surname is Pig!"
"Zhu..."
Wu Yan looked at her and said slowly: "You said your name is sister, and your surname is Zhu, so let's call her Zhu Mei."
< br>"From now on, follow me and you can eat."
"Follow you?" The silly woman...or Zhu Mei, her eyes lit up and she raised her head: "Then, what do I need to do?"
Wu Yan calmly raised his eyelids and said one word One sentence: "You don't need to do anything."
(End of this chapter)