Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 41 Venison is delivered (3)

  “What is this?”

 Gu Panxia looked at the venison he put in the basket in confusion.

"This is what the young master asked me to send. Alas! The two little ones need to eat more meat, they are too thin!"

After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed softly.

　　Gu Panxia's face darkened, "Why are you so young? I'm thirteen years old!"

She can tolerate the fact that Little Baozi is too young. After all, Little Baozi is only five years old, so he is indeed very young. However, she is already thirteen, and her inner soul is already twenty-four. How can she look like a little girl?

"Thirteen?"

Zhao Bin looked at her in surprise, then shook his head, "No! I thought you were only seven or eight years old!"

Gu Panxia's expression froze and she couldn't help but roll her eyes towards the sky.

All right! Whoever made her malnourished should be suspected of her age.

 “Give us all the venison?”

Gu Panxia couldn't help but widen her eyes as she stared at the fifty kilograms of venison.

 This is good stuff! Could it be that the young man already knew that he was his savior, so he came to repay his kindness and not for anything else?

“Yes, I’ll give it all to you. Deal with it as soon as possible before it gets ruined.”

After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he looked Gu Panxia up and down, but saw that she was basically nothing interesting except that she was as skinny as a stick. He didn't understand why his young master suddenly became kind.

He turned his head and saw the little bun who was drinking soup looking at him with a blank expression.

 He smiled slightly, turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and then walked out of the courtyard.

Gu Panxia looked at the direction in which Zhao Bin disappeared, then looked back at the baskets of venison, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

“Sister, it’s the brother carrying the deer. Does your sister know him?”

 Gu Panxia shook his head, "I don't know him!"

“My sister doesn’t know him, does she know that good-looking brother?”

　　Speaking of that young man, Gu Panxia suddenly remembered the scene when he took off someone's clothes on the mountain this morning, and his face turned red unconsciously.

 “I don’t know that one either!”

It was just a chance encounter and she happened to save his life. She really didn't know him.

“Then why do they bring us so much meat?”

Little Baozi was puzzled and frowned, as if he was very distressed.

 Gu Panxia was amused by the other's impish expression, "Pan Dong, enjoy the soup. Sister, let's handle the venison first!"

Little Baozi nodded and continued to drink the soup.

 Gu Panxia pulled the baskets of meat in front of the water tank, then went into the kitchen to get a knife and a chopping board, and then moved a small stool, and then she lowered her head and started working silently.

She sliced ​​half of the venison into thin slices, then brought some salt, sprinkled it on top, and kneaded it with her hands a few times until the salt melted. Then she took out a piece of firewood and placed it on the fence on both sides. Then the meat slices were put on.

 The remaining half, Gu Panxia planned to send some to the Jiang family.

She cut half of it out with a knife, which was about ten kilograms of meat. She went into the kitchen and took Wan away. She also told the little bun to stop running around, and then she struggled to pick up the ten kilograms of meat and staggered to the next door.

 When she arrived, she found Aunt Liu processing venison and was slightly startled.

“Hey, Panxia is here, why are you carrying such a heavy thing?”

Jiang Qing’s wife Fang rushed up to help her take it, her face full of distress.

 Gu Panxia came back to her senses, looked at Fang Fang, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm here to deliver venison to you, and I'll take the bowl back by the way."

Fang gave her a strange look, held the meat in one hand, and pulled her in with the other.

“Why are you still sending so much? I’ll help you take it back later. If dad hadn’t told you to get it, your brother Qing would still have sent it to you.”

 “Does every household have this meat?” Gu Panxia was a little confused.

Fang Shi shook his head, "No, I heard from dad that it's only for those who help kill the deer. Our family also got seven catties. Mom is still doing it."

 Speaking of this, Fang looked at the venison in his hand, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

At first glance, this meat is more than what Dad got. Even Panxia, ​​a girl, can't kill a deer, so why do he get so much?

 (End of this chapter)