Chapter 154

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
Xiao Xiao and Cangyun Baba seemed to have quarreled just now, but it looked at it, but it didn't understand the mind of human beings, scratching its head with its small claws in a daze, making a very innocent action.

"Don't worry, if you want to eat, go out with me and have a look around." Rubbing Little Fatty's little head, Feng Qingge planned to see Cen Cheng first before making plans. Even if it is a poor city, it is a dead city if it refuses to seek development.

After all, she also came from the 21st century. There is no way to grow rice and food. Can't she develop other treasures?

"Chirp, chirp!" The little green bug lying on the wall looked at Feng Qingge with two big eyes pitifully. The bulging cheeks blew violently, and the squashed body became round again, but in the blink of an eye, it was already in Feng Qingge's palm.

"Bring this little thing too, it says you are its mother, a gluttonous little fat ball, similar to me!" Showing off his little buttocks, Little Fat Du lay in Feng Qingge's arms.

"啾啾..." The two big eyes stared at Feng Qingge pitifully, it knew that it was not good, and created an illusion, so that its mother was trapped below. But it also knew it was wrong, it was just too hungry...

Thinking of the stomach problem, Sanyan Huandie immediately raised his head and looked forward with his round body. Bu Jinyu's cooking skills shocked him. Those butterflies were just like alive, and they tasted very good when they were eaten. Warcraft is much better.

Follow the people around your mother, that's right.

"Forget it, after talking for a long time, I only heard you say the word Tweet Tweet, and I will call you Tweet Tweet from now on. Little Fatty, you said it was a three-eyed phantom butterfly. No matter how I looked at it, I thought it was the same as a caterpillar. You said yes. Isn't it a variant?" Feng Qingge said in confusion, poking the chirp in his hand.

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Little Fatty yawned and said speechlessly, "The Three-Eyed Phantom Butterfly is still in the growth stage, and it hasn't turned into a silkworm chrysalis. God beast level."

"Mythical beast!" Feng Qingge's eyes trembled, she didn't expect this little thing to be able to upgrade into a mythical beast. Turning his head to look at the little thing in his arms, Feng Qingge asked in a low voice, "Then, dear snack food, can you tell me which stage of beasts, spirit beasts, or monsters do you belong to?"

"Cough... Didn't you mean to eat delicious food, I'm hungry..." Quickly changing the subject, Little Fatty didn't plan to say his level. The old man blushed, wishing he could sing his little butt to the wind.

The geographical location of Cencheng also determines its development. The frontier areas are already barren. Not to mention growing Chinese cabbage, even the cheapest cactus may not survive.

Even adding the wounded soldiers of Sang country, there are only a few thousand people here. The empty city is as silent as a dead city. All the shops on the street are closed, and none of them are open.

Those who can escape have already fled, and this is a forgotten city.

Out of this city, the desolate yellow land can be seen at a glance, and the sparse grass is like the head of a leper, not to mention cattle and sheep, not even a wild vole.

Fortunately, the place Mu Cangyun chose was close to the river, which added vitality to the area. But what gave Feng Qingge a headache was that the river was outside the city of Cen, in the area of ​​the herdsmen in the Sang Kingdom, and was not divided into this fan-shaped protection circle.

"There's really no way to be self-reliant." He shook his head helplessly. If he wanted to farm here, it would take at least ten years. Ten years, the day lily was cold.

Xiao Pangdun said with a haha, "Self-reliance, isn't that for us? Humans like to snatch our food the most, Gege, are you still thinking of doing things in such a stupid way?"

"Pfft, what did you say?" With a flash of inspiration, Feng Qingge quickly squatted down and patted the little fat pier at his feet.

It sat up elegantly, combed its hair, and said casually: "With your cooking skills, do you have to make a living here? You are not famous now, and no one knows you, how can you find you? Your comrade-in-arms Han Bing is here? It just so happens that you are going to Sangguo to collect Xuanji knives, take the first one to show these people, improve your reputation, and you can also move Sangguo's things over for development. At that time, take a look at the small How the ruffian laughs at you."

"I don't see that you usually go out to eat, and you know a lot." Xiao Pangdun's words reminded Feng Qingge that it is certain to go to Sangguo to participate in the competition. Now that Cencheng can't make food, it is better to go to Sangzhou Guo Na...cough, put it nicely, call it a loan!

Back then, Zhuge Kongming borrowed arrows from a thatched boat, but now she is windy, why can't she go to Sang Country to borrow food?

Hehe smiled, Feng Qingge rubbed Little Fatty's little head, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to Sangguo's capital first, and learn how to cook there." Thinking of the places on this continent she had never been to, she still There are countless delicacies waiting for her, and Feng Qingge's saliva is about to flow out.

No matter where you are, don't look down on the food there, maybe it is because of the street food that will evoke your deepest memory. Even on this Star-Moon Continent, her culinary skills will not change. However, does this have to say hello to Mu Cangyun in advance?

Hearing that he was worried about herself and really kept it for so long, Feng Qingge felt really sorry in her heart. She was already soft-hearted. Even if Mu Cangyun was angry, she would go to see him.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingge immediately returned to Prince Cen's mansion with Little Fatty, but the sudden news made her face change greatly.

"What did you say, Mu Cangyun, left?" To confirm again, Feng Qingge only felt a buzzing sound in her head, she just went out for a while, how could Mu Cangyun leave without saying a word?

He was dispatched here by the current emperor Lao Tzu. The war between Sang Kingdom and Yun Kingdom has not yet been resolved, and war can break out at any time. Who knows how the Sang Kingdom Emperor will decide in the end. When he left Cencheng, didn't he just give up his territory?

With Mu Cangyun's character, how could he expose his old nest and leave it to the enemy?

Shaking his head, Bu Jinyu also said in a puzzled way: "After you went out, His Highness and Young Master Zheng went to the study, but after a stick of incense, he left with Young Master Zheng, saying that there was something going on, probably these few Yue is not here. Well... by the way, he also handed over the management of Cencheng to Zhao Feng, and let him handle the affairs in the cottage. Now that Zhao Feng has already set off, he will probably return to the cottage to bring some people over."

"How many months?" Feng Qingge couldn't help stunned, she was still thinking about how to explain to Mu Cangyun when she came back, but she didn't expect that he would leave before her.

Forget it, just leave. After all, he is also a prince Cen, so he can't even save his life. It happened that she had the opportunity to go to Sang Guo to inquire about the whereabouts of Xuanji Dao. The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, and Feng Qingge smiled and said, "Jin Yu, you stay here and watch Cen Cheng with Zhao Feng, I have to go to Sang Guo to do something first."