"Ah, I'm really sorry," Pearson heard what Brandy meant, but he just spread his hands and expressed helplessness, "But I need materials, sir. Without materials, I can't cook good food."

Brandi expressed his understanding. After all, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so he asked: "How long has this situation been going on?"

"It's not long, a few weeks. To be more precise, it should start when Mr. Morgan and Mr. Smith leave the camp." Pearson's voice revealed helplessness. "It was okay at the beginning. There was still some stock in the camp, but it couldn't stop them.

Of course, people still go out hunting every day, but that guy Williamson doesn’t know how to hunt at all, and Marston is another unlucky guy. He brings back at most some rabbits, raccoons, and even skunks every day.

, what can I do? Whatever they give me, I have to think of ways to make those things into food for adults, ah, but it seems that today is another day of failed challenge. "

"Tsk, this is really something that needs attention," Brandy rubbed her chin and said, "Whose turn will it be to hunt tomorrow?"

"Bill," Pearson replied.

"Hey! Bill!" Brandy turned and shouted to Bill who was swallowing his food hard, "How about I go hunting tomorrow?"

"Huh? Okay," Bill was stunned, and then agreed, "I don't want to waste my time on this kind of thing anyway. If you want to go, you can go."

"Okay, it's settled," Brandy said, turning to Pearson, "So, if I can bring good ingredients, can you at least make a decent meal?"

"Oh, of course, Mr. Munny," Pearson felt offended by his status as a chef, so he dragged his fat body up from the chair and said, "If you can bring good ingredients, I promise

You can make delicious food. Of course, if you can also get ingredients like the white bison in the snowy mountains, I will let you know what delicious food is."

"Well, I'm looking forward to it," Brandi smiled slightly, turned and left, and said, "On the one hand, it's the expectation of meeting those legendary animals, and on the other hand, it's more.

Don’t let everyone down with their expectations for your cooking skills.”

"Just pray that you can catch a good prey tomorrow, brat." Pearson responded not to be outdone.

"Ah, Mr. Munny," Susan Grimshaw came over and said, "I think you should have time to come and take a look at your bed?"

"Oh, of course, Ms. Grimshaw," Brandi nodded slightly and smiled in a gentlemanly manner, "I really want to rest now."

"Very good, Mr. Munny. Compared with the other gentlemen here, you are a breath of fresh air," Susan said. Brandi's politeness was very useful. This is an extremely rare virtue in the barbaric-themed American West.

While leading Brandi, she introduced him, "Have you seen the carriage on your right now? I think you should be familiar with it, right? Yes, that is your own carriage, because you

You have a lot of things, so I arranged you alone between the men's bunkhouse and my carriage. This is a rare good treatment, so you don't have to endure the snoring of those rough men, and we come together every day.

What you see at first glance is the card table that men love most. However, unfortunately, you don’t have a bed, so you can only sleep on the floor temporarily. But if you can get a bed in the future, you can also bring it back. The girls and I

I will arrange it for you. In addition, all your things are still in the carriage compartment. You can pack them up as you find convenient. I will not let my girls interfere in this regard."

At this point, Susan looked at Brandi and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Brandy smiled and nodded and said, "It couldn't be better, thank you."

It seemed that she liked this polite young man from the bottom of her heart, and it seemed that it was also because of her age. Once Susan started talking, it felt like an endless stream. After introducing Brandy's residence,

She began to introduce all aspects of the camp to Brandi again. Of course, she didn't think this was redundant. After all, in her knowledge, it was Brandy's first time to come to this camp, so she naturally had to introduce all aspects.

Explain everything clearly to him, so that if there is any problem in the future, she will have to help clean up the mess.

However, Brandi naturally knows that he has already wandered in this peaceful and peaceful camp countless times as Arthur. Any tent here, any carriage, and even the tents piled outside the camp

Brandi is extremely familiar with the haystacks, and he even confidently boasts that he knows them better than Susan Grimshaw, the Vanderlinde Gang's logistics director.

However, he did not interrupt Ms. Grimshaw's tirade. He just listened quietly and responded from time to time, just like a wanderer returning home after a long trip, listening to his old mother reminiscing about the treasures.

The story of Chen sesame and rotten millet was told over and over again, but I didn't feel bored.
Chapter completed!