Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 742 - 740: Night Raid, Barbarian Tribe is Here_1
Chapter 742: Chapter 740: Night Raid, Barbarian Tribe is Here_1
Wang Meng and Lin Jinlong, being the oldest among the brothers, had no choice but to take on the task of cooking.
Wang Meng kneaded the dough while Lin Jinlong chopped vegetables. The two worked seamlessly together, and in no time, the aroma of the vegetable dumpling soup wafted from the large iron pot, stimulating everyone’s taste buds.
“Fifth Brother’s soup is so delicious, you’ve definitely inherited Fourth Brother’s skills.”
Lin Jinpeng held his bowl with a big grin, buttering up his older brother while waiting for dinner.
“Cooking is a proud tradition for the men of our Lin Clan.”
Lin Jinlong enjoyed the compliment and said a little smugly, “You should learn too. Next year, Fifth Brother will go to the army for training, and you’ll be responsible for cooking when you accompany your sister on outings.”
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“No problem!”
Lin Jinpeng patted his chest with assurance, “You guys can rest easy, I may not be good at other things, but I can guarantee no problem with cooking.”
“You? Stop bragging and learn how to knead dough first.”
Lin Jinlong laughed and teased.
“What’s so hard about kneading dough?”
Lin Jinpeng didn’t care, “Brother Meng, put down the basin and let me do it.”
“Hehe, alright.”
Wang Meng laughed and indeed stepped aside, letting Lin Jinpeng take over.
Lin Qingpeng put down his bowl and ran over, mimicking Wang Meng’s movements and adding water to the basin to knead the dough.
“You can’t do it like this, it’s too dry, add more water.”
“Too much water, the dough is too thin, add some more flour.”
“No, no, too much flour, you need to add water again…”
Soon, Lin Jinpeng successfully drew everyone’s attention to himself.
The youngsters laughed and teased Lin Jinpeng, chatting happily.
“Jinpeng, enough, enough, don’t waste food.”
Lin Jinlong looked at the increasingly large dough in the basin and twitched the corner of his eye, “Food is precious and can’t be wasted. Give the basin back to Mengzi.”
“Hahaha.”
Seeing Lin Jinpeng’s instantly red face, the young onlookers laughed heartily.
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“Master, Alta and the others have already left the Barbarian Territory and are heading in our direction.”
As the youngsters laughed, Little Kingfisher was busy keeping an eye on the movements of the Barbarian Warriors.
“They’re coming…”
Lin Qingluo’s eyes darkened as a flash of killing intent crossed his features: “Since they’re courting death, there’s no need for us to be polite.”
“Master, should we ambush them here?”
For once, Little Kingfisher hesitated, “There are other merchant caravans nearby. If we accidentally hurt anyone, it would be hard to explain.”
“There’s no need for explanations. Let them witness.”
Lin Qingluo was confident, “Alta is the son of the Barbarian Chieftain, killing or injuring him will cause a big stir. Once the news spreads, others will judge right from wrong.”
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“Ah, yes, Master’s words are reasonable.”
Little Kingfisher suddenly understood and nodded vigorously.
**
The desert night was hazy with moonlight, and the cold wind pierced to the bone.
The murderous intent hidden in the darkness was like a bloodthirsty snake lurking in the shadows, flicking its forked tongue, ready to strike and kill at any moment.
A massive iron hammer whistled through the night, crashing into a broken wall with a thunderous noise. The wall collapsed, bringing down the tent on top of it.
“Neigh~” “Snort~”
Horses and camels were frightened and whinnied softly.
“What’s going on?”
“We’re being ambushed!”
The sleeping merchant caravan was instantly in chaos as some swift individuals drew their swords and rushed out of their tents to observe their surroundings from the shadows.
“Boom! Boom!”
Two more iron hammers flew out from the darkness, smashing into the broken wall with a deafening noise. The terrifying sound of death sent chills down everyone’s spine.
