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Chapter 595: The things in the brother's house are delicious!

In Chapter 595 of Warhammer, the things in the brothers' family are delicious! (Second request for subscription!) Listen online with novels

() Fuggen and Angelo stayed in the Duchy of Carcassonne for a while.

Hubard, Duke of Carcassonne, realized that these two demigods could help him after seeing the power of Fuggen and Angle, and the ruthless Duke privately asked Fuggen and Angle to help him solve it. A steel and green-skin tribe that troubles the Inara Mountains.

This green-skin tribe used steel to integrate into their bodies, so they became stronger and crazier. Duke Hubard tried his best to just push the steel-skin tribe back into the mountains and prevent them from rushing into Kakasong. Plain.

Therefore, Duke Hubard asked Fuggen and Angel to help, and the conditions for the two demigods to help clearly stated that he could not come up with any special gifts and rewards. After resisting almost endless aggression and paying countless sacrifices, hope Fugen and Angelo can help.

If the duke came up and put a lot of money on their faces to make them mercenaries, the two primitives probably did not want to refuse directly, and this kind of sincere request moved the two genetic primitives. Both Fuggen and Angelo agreed to help. With Fuggen as the general, Duke Hubard sent scouts and the shepherds to lead the team.

But it turned out that the people of the Principality of Carcassonne made serious mistakes in intelligence.

The people of this Principality are brave and warlike, strong and unyielding, but obviously not very culturally, they told Fuggen and Angelo that these steel green skins are chaotic, but they are amazing!

Both Fogan and Angelo were filled with question marks after listening.

When can Greenhide believe chaos?

Later, I realized that the Kakasong people didn't quite understand the green skin. The difference between the undead and the chaos was the enemy anyway, so in the simple logic of the Kakasong people, the green skin also believed in chaos. of.

Realizing that it was very troublesome to explain, Fugan was too lazy to say more, believe in chaos, believe in chaos, anyway, just go out.

In the Red Fish Village by the Chinon River, the world's rivers are flowing in the summer. The watermill made by the dwarves keeps pumping water. In the distance, a tall windmill mill is turning.

Fuggen, Angle, and Lane walked along the Chinon River. At this time, the weather was about to end in mid-August, and it was no longer so hot.

Forgen wanted to see what happened to the farm estate in Angle.

The appearance of the emperor's son's genetic prototype in the Ryan territory caused a sensation.

The collar is very interested in Ryan's brother.

So handsome! This beautiful man! It's really handsome and fascinating! When Fugan appeared in the territory, the tall and beautiful man instantly became the hottest topic in the collar.

Perfect appearance, elegant conversation, noble temperament, beautiful appearance, powerful martial arts.

This is what a real demigod should have!

Ryan's brothers are demigods. This is what everyone knows. At the wedding scene, a total of six demigods appeared, plus Fugen, that is, seven demigod brothers.

Of course, there are a lot of rumors in private, some people suspect that Ryan ’s brothers are all half-brothers, otherwise they will not be so different, after seeing Fuggen appear, everyone is more determined, Ryan ’s father must be more than one woman , There is evidence!

The **** man has only appeared once, and everyone is not familiar with it, but Master Angelo is familiar with everyone!

Lord Ryan and Lord Fuggen must have been born by a father and mother, as for that Ange Lang master must be an illegitimate child! Others are not discussed separately. Does he look like a noble in his style and appearance?

Everyone is convinced.

"So, have all the problems been solved?" Ryan walked to the front, he said with a smile: "Brother, the expedition really troubles you."

"It's nothing. For ten thousand years, I will chase back all these mistakes bit by bit." Fuggen smiled and shook his head: "Ruthia has me, you don't need to worry, I know your thing, you recover After Musilon is about to become a king, we will perform our duties and order each one. "

"You still value those things so seriously." Angler was a little depressed. He also heard rumors in his collar. If it had been before, he rushed up and chopped with an axe.

However, he has been planting for many years now, and Angelang's temper has already converged a lot. He carefully thinks about his appearance and there is indeed a big gap. Although Fukun will not be his opponent even when he is hey, Depression still exists.

Entering the Red Fish Village, the house where Angelang lived and his manor are not far away. There are many hardworking serfs working as long-term workers for Angelang, doing work, helping him raise pigs and chickens. Ducks, cooking fields, they provide labor for Anglang, and Anglang provides protection for them.

"Angland, I came here from Ruth Chiat to find you. I heard that you are farming here. Is there anything you want to take out to entertain me?" Fuggen looked at the whole prosperous village with great interest. , Dense crowds, and even many groceries and taverns on the streets of the village. The chimney smoked in the chimney, and the roadside was filled with a pair.

"You went to Ruthia and didn't bring any special products to me!" Angelo said dissatisfiedly.

"Of course I have!" Fuggen smiled slightly, and he took a small statue from his space ring.

This statue is carved with the finest hardwoods of the Rutschia subtropical rainforest, and the shape is a meditation of a devil toad sitting on the golden holy seat with his eyes closed, very knowledgeable.

"Ah." Angelo didn't expect that Fuggen actually had a gift, and the swallowing gene primordially took the statue from Fuggen awkwardly, muttering: "Thank you ... can you tell me this thing is there What's the use? "

"It's useless. I took it from Lord Krok." Fugan shook his head. "There is no special magic ability, but it contains the wisdom and life experience of the devil toad."

"There's no big chaos hidden inside?" Angler swung the statue back and forth to see if there were any problems.

"... Angland, you can directly propose a duel of honor." Fugan changed his tone immediately after hearing these words: "You don't need to cover up like this, it's not like you."

"Okay, okay, since you all brought me gifts from Ruthia, then I'll also take something to entertain you girly." Angelo carefully put away the statue, he opened it shoutingly The gate of the farm: "What do you want to eat? Do you want me to catch a chicken?"

"Three chickens for one person? You're too stingy!" Fugen's eyes rolled around, and there was really everything in the farm, and he was self-sufficient.

"Hahahaha ~" Ryan smiled all the time.

"Then what do you want to eat? Let's say it straight!" Angelo instructed the serfs to bring clean water: "Don't say so and leave half, and then let me guess, if this is your dinner today is pig food!"

"Okay, okay, then you kill me and Ryan to taste myself ~" Fuggen shrugged: "How about you cook it for us?"

"Fine." Angler led Ryan and Fuggen into the pigsty he built himself.

"Hulu Hulu ~" The door of the pigsty was opened, and there were a lot of fat pigs in it. When the Angler came, the fat pigs thought he was coming in to deliver food. Stinky sound.

"Hey, if your heirs know that their originals are raising pigs, don't know what they think?" Fugan watched the pigs being raised to fatness and knew that Angelo had a lot of thought and effort.

"What do they think it has to do with me, anyway, I have never really managed them." Angler shook his head: "Want to eat that?"

"Do you think Ryan and I seem to be picking? You can just pick one for us."

"Well, let me see." Angler looked at it for a while, and he stretched out his hand toward the pigsty. One hand directly picked up a fat pig of several hundred pounds by his hand: "This How is the head? The Buckshire pig is of good quality and is rich in snowflake lean meat. "

"Yes!" Fuggen and Lane both nodded.

"Hulu Hulu ~" Big Fat Pig was still awake a little, and was caught in a daze, not struggling.

"That's it." Angelo grabbed the pig. He reached out and squeezed the chin of the pig. He smiled mischievously: "Look, this pig often dreams day by day. I treat it like this There was no response when I grabbed it, I didn't like to move. "

"Eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, dreaming during the day, love daydreaming."

"It's definitely not going to work like this, it's easy to bring other pigs!"

"It's better to make a roast pig! Let it be understood that daydreaming is useless, and it takes action ~" Angler squeezed the pig's face with his hand.

"Hulu Hulu ~" The pig seemed to realize what was going to happen. It finally got out of a little trance and began to struggle desperately, but it was too late.

"Cough ~ Cluck!" The roar of the rooster echoed in the quiet and peaceful village from far away.

With the help of the serfs, Angelo killed the pigs, cleaned them, and then marinated them.

Add some ginger, add some salt, add some oil, add some spices, and even add some red wine. After fully marinating and flavoring, the whole pig is grilled on the fire.

The golden yellow fat ticked, dripped in the fire, and splashed into pieces of Mars ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Three people sat together to roast pork, accompanied by red wine, Lane tasted the excellent snowflake pork, meaty fat It is not greasy and chewy, marinated and has a clear fragrance of the original pork.

"It's best to eat something from a brother's house!" Ryan sighed while cutting his meat with a knife.

"Anglang, I have to say, you are already a pig expert!" Fuggen nodded again and again, his face could not help but smile: "Excellent interior talents like you, our dear Empire Regent Kiri Lord Man will definitely give you a new title in the Council of Tera High Lords, such as ... The total leader of the pig raising? "

"I won't take Kiliman as a man." Angelang said disdainfully when he heard Kiliman. "He wants me to submit, and I will win before I say."

"He and his heirs are enough to beat you." Fukuen spread the roast pork with seasoning and sent it to the mouth.

"I'm talking about heads-up!" Angler stressed impatiently.

"Heads-up? Have you forgotten how you lost to Rus?" Fugen sneered more than once: "Father's meaning is here. If you can't figure it out, then you should still be an old farmer for a lifetime."

"... Did you talk to your father?" Angelon frowned, swallowing the lean meat on his knife in a few bites, and then took out a white bread and a cleaned lettuce bag from the bag next to it. Eat with barbecue.

Ryan also looked at Fuggen.

"Talking, we are in the city of fog, using the machines left by the ancient holy people to talk to my father." Fogen said seriously: "This is why I want to return to the old world."

"Want to know what my father said?" Fugen sprinkled pepper, pepper and cumin powder on the barbecue.

"What did you say?"

"Father told me ..."

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