Dark Moon Era

Ashen Sheep Soup, what Tang Ling couldn't imagine? In his understanding, did he chop the mutton into pieces that are as small as gray soil, and then make the mutton mushy?

In fact, I can only praise Tang Ling's imagination. The real ashes soup is very laborious. It requires more than ten kinds of special spices on the grassland, put them with the marinated mutton, and adds them to the underground spring water. A kind of water with a quality between third-level drinking water and second-level drinking water, put in a special casserole and buried under the fire.

The fuel of this fire is still particular, and what is particular, Tang Ling does not know.

All he knew was that the soup had been simmered in the fire, and it took more than three hours, because the whole pile of firewood turned into ashes, it was good-the name of the ashes sheep soup.

When a large pot of soup was brought to the table, the outside had changed from close to ten o'clock in the evening to a late night under a light rain.

The rain on the prairie is precious. At this time in the past, Valencia will be excited. After the rain, there are always some fresh "chewing heads" that will come out, such as the unique mushrooms in the prairie. What's the matter, go out and come back slowly with a basket of fresh wild vegetables.

Eminem could not be more delicious for pancakes, but today Valencia is out of mood.

Looking at the rain outside the window, she sighed quietly, and was afraid to neglect Tang Ling, and occasionally barely smiled at Tang Ling.

Her father, Wimbu, has been able to maintain stability. After the ashes of sheep soup was brought to the table, he was responsible for removing the lid, taking out the lamb, cutting it and putting it in front of Tang Ling.

The mutton remained in the soup.

The soup is delicious, transparent and slightly yellow, with a lot of spices floating on it. It tastes rich and mellow, making people's tongues fly, accompanied by a slight milky fragrance.

The tender lamb picked up from the soup is topped with a little fried, spiced coarse salt, thinly dipped, and eaten with a piece of rice garlic, swallowed with a large mouthful of meat, it is absolutely human taste.

Tang Ling was originally determined to be Sven, but he couldn't help but eat two large pieces in one sip. There was no way. The meat was tender, without the slightest smell, and he gnawed it down, all of it was gravy, mixed with a little oil and gas. Satisfies all the fantasies of stuttering meat.

It's much finer than the food culture in Safe Area 17.

With such a strong local color, Tang Ling could not help but think of the ancient Chinese food.

Although this village is shrouded in sorrow, some inheritances are still under such sorrow, and they are firmly preserved.

It's like a culture that food sustains.

This makes Tang Ling feel a little bit emotional, and also touches the existence of human beings.

After eating three pieces of mutton, Tang Ling stopped. He wiped his hands, drank a rich and sweet milk tea, and looked at Wimbu with gratitude: "Thank you for your hospitality."

"What do you say? Even if the prairie people have any further difficulties, they will not neglect their friends from far away." Wembou took a sip of cider, and the two red areas on the rough face became more ruddy.

He lowered the cup and continued: "I believe in my daughter, I must believe that you are a funny and friendly person."

Tang Ling didn't say anything, just smiled, and the rain outside the window was more urgent, making a crackling noise on the tent, which made people feel safe, but also easily sentimental.

Therefore, the Valencia family's eyebrows cannot always erase the deep anxiety.

In fact, it was very touching. Wembou came out and drove Barto ‘this is my daughter ’s guest. Barto, you are not my son-in-law of Wimble, and you do not have the right to speak in this house. If you don't welcome my daughter's guests, you leave first. ’

How rare is it to maintain this kind of uprightness in the Purple Moon era?

Or here is a grassland, the grassland sandwiched in the mountains has always been a quiet place.

The grazing life makes people here not affluent, but there is no shortage of food and clothing.

The huge mutation in the Ziyue era broke the shackles of evolution and enriched the already barren landscapes and grasslands.

They have a good life, so they can inherit a spiritual beauty.

Is this going away? Tang Ling held the milk tea cup with some hesitation and some sadness.

He believes that extreme poverty is a matter that challenges humanity. When it is pushed to the limit, what kind of will will it take for talents to show no animalism?

But Tang Ling didn't ask anything, but talked casually with the family, and by the way inquired about the black market.

As expected, there is really no black market in this village, and there are only caravans that come once a month.

These caravans will bring some salt, ironware, and other necessities, as well as training resources for great warriors and high-end hunters, such as various high-level meat eaters.

This requires people on the grassland to exchange a large number of characteristic outputs.

Tang Ling touched his chin. Such a caravan definitely could not meet his needs, and in terms of time, it would take three days for the caravan to come to Babato Village, which he could not afford to delay.

This made Tang Ling realize that to find a place with an underground stronghold on the black market, I am afraid that only places above the safe zone, or the kind of huge villages that occupy a favorable geographical position can be found.

I am afraid that the villages passing by are unlikely.

After some conversation, it was completely late into the night.

The night on the prairie is colder than in the mountains and forests. After a long day of stress, the Valencia family fell asleep.

Tang Ling, as a distinguished guest, was arranged next to the brazier with a brazier. Valencia's Eji pounced a thick layer of animal skin for Tang Ling and prepared a woolen blanket. Can not carry the cold of the grassland.

Unfortunately, Tang Ling could not immediately enjoy this beauty. After the Valencia family fell asleep, Tang Ling quietly stepped out of the tent, found a place to shelter from the rain, and began to cultivate under the purple moon.

It seems that Yuehua on the grassland is more full. It originally took four hours to reach the limit of cultivation, and it took almost three hours to reach the limit.

Tang Ling opened his eyes in confusion, and heard intermittent cries.

In such a rainy night, I feel very desolate.

Tang Ling frowned slightly, stood up, and walked quietly.

It turned out that, beside the stables outside the tent, Valencia was leaning on the stables' pillars and weeping with her head down.

Can not see such a hearty girl, but also has such a weak side, Tang Ling, while thinking like this, walked over.

"Hey, black girl." Tang Ling squatted and greeted Valencia.

Valencia was a little surprised, saw Tang Ling, and heard the name of the black girl in his mouth, could not help but say, "You are only black, you are as black as the charcoal in that fire pond!"

"It's not just the village of Barbato, I'm the most beautiful in the neighborhood." Valencia was so excited that she snorted.

"Haha." Tang Ling smiled suddenly.

Valencia was so annoyed that he couldn't help but give Tang Ling two punches.

In fact, where is the girl in this steppe not beautiful? Wheat-colored skin is so healthy, thick eyebrows, slightly red on cheekbones, plump lips, large and somewhat sunken eyes, full of youthful vitality, like a hot flame on the burning grassland The teenager's heart was hot.

Only Tang Ling, the characteristics of attention are very special.

In fact, whether it is black or white, there is no difference in Tang Ling's eyes, it is just a feature. However, it is impossible to explain to a girl like Valencia.

After a while with Tang Ling, Valencia's mood calmed down a bit.

Tang Ling sat down beside Valencia, plucked a grass and drew in his mouth, and said, "Are you willing to bear the warrior?"

"How do you know?" Valencia expressed surprise.

"Do you still need to guess? The warrior is very healthy. It looks like a long-lived horse, but you cry while watching it reluctantly. Isn't that reluctant to warrior?" Tang Ling said, turning his head He looked at the warrior and patted his leg with his hand.

"Be careful." Valencia couldn't help but remind her, as the saying goes that horsesock slaps on a horse's leg, which means that it is a relatively dangerous action.

Strangely enough, the Warriors seemed to have an inexplicable fear of Tang Ling. In the afternoon, not only was he willing to hold him so far and ran so far, he didn't respond to being beaten.

This slightly surprised Valencia.

"Why not bear the warrior?" Tang Ling lay down halfway in front of the stables, the rain was getting lighter, and the heavy dark clouds shrouded in the night sky became much thinner. At this time, the prairie night sky was unique.

"Because it is the most valuable property in my family, even if it is my partner, I can't keep it in the face of this incident." Valencia said lost.

"It's not as valuable as the seeds I gave you?" Tang Ling asked tentatively. If he could actually help the family solve the problem, Tang Ling wouldn't mind taking out another seed.

Although he didn't have much stock, he just happened to get a thousand vines of sunflower before he went to the Grand Canyon.

"No, why did you suddenly become stupid? You still told me on the road, do n’t tell me about the seeds, it would cause disaster. At this time you again ..." Is it really stupid or clever.

"Are you stupid? You can totally say that it was picked up, it was robbed, how did you get it, anybody else can't find the second one in your house anyway." The only trouble will be left to Tang Ling After all, the Valencia family suddenly had the so-called holy fruit, and a strange young guest came, these two things are easily linked.

But at that time, Tang Ling had already left, and it didn't matter what they thought, could they still guess their identity?

"Donnie, I don't want to," Valencia whispered, "I'm not reluctant to bear the Holy Fruit. But such a Holy Fruit will create a strong man for most of Vardidi."

"After they have more powerful people, they will only bully our village and other villages more."

"They are no longer people on the prairie, they are traitors, and they trust those who carry the stars."

"The person with the stars?" Tang Ling murmured in his heart, then sat up: "What is the person with the stars?"

"Those people wear gorgeous uniforms with stars embroidered on their chests. We all call them stars." Valencia explained again.

Tang Ling stopped talking, but was thinking about something.

"Are those people bad? Why don't you trust them?" Tang Ling asked such a question after five seconds of silence.

Has the hand of the Star Council reached here? Such an indifferent tranquil grassland.

What do they want to do?

"I don't know if they are bad or bad, but they asked us to give our loyalty, and since then they have grazed and mined them, and they have provided us with shelter."

"The point is that they want us to give up the glory of our ancestors. The barbarto village was no longer required, and some were just one of their subordinates ..." Kind of relationship.

But when Tang Ling heard it, the Star Assembly decided to conquer all the villages here, to turn it into their territory, and to let the people here collect the resources on this land for them, which is actually a disguised occupation.

When the time comes ... Is the Star Council trying to build a Star Kingdom?

Seeing that Tang Ling didn't speak, Valencia went on to say: "Actually ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is still very tempting. In this era, survival is not so easy, and we are also facing various disasters at any time."

"More importantly, our children don't get a good education and they don't get outside resources."

"They say they can provide everything, such as exquisite clothes, powerful weapons, etc. Many people in the village are shaken."

"Rejected was a group of people headed by my father who said, 'These people with stars will actually educate the children here as slaves. Take away our freedom and let our grazing and mining serve them. Work, and do this forever. "

"I believe my father." Valencia said quietly.

"Then what? Your villages didn't compromise. Most of that Uvadidi compromised? But what about that?" Tang Ling raised an eyebrow.

He knew that under the pressure of the Star Council, this would change sooner or later, and compromise was the general trend.

But isn't it that the whole village is shrouded in a sad mood? As a nomadic people, even sheep are reluctant to kill one. What kind of trouble is it? This village is rich in cattle and sheep resources.

"Because the wolf plague is coming. There are at most two days before the wolf plague comes ..." Valencia said here and couldn't keep talking.

"What is the wolf disaster? Does this have anything to do with your warrior dedication?" Tang Ling actually guessed a little, but he still asked like this.

"Because we need most of Wardidi to send warriors to help us keep the village." Valencia answered.

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