Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Chapter 1694

The iron headed eagle made a circle on the blue grassland. MEG was almost absorbed in the whole process, but still could not find any trace of polar black goat.

If they really live in the blue grassland, and will soon become a kind of food supply for the Maimi restaurant, then at least they have an objective quantity. Shouldn't they be so hard to find?

"System, is there something wrong with your information? Or... You lost your sheep supplies? " MEG asked in his heart.

"Please complete the task independently." The system replied.

MEG rolled his eyes. "If that sheep is not on the blue grassland, you are a dog."

"Please respect this system, this system is not a dog system!" The system is serious.

"Hey, hey, I praise you for raising sheep well. You have to be a shepherd dog." MEG laughed.

"That's nature. As an all-round Kitchen God cultivation system, this system is a shepherd..." the voice of the system suddenly got angry and said, "isn't a shepherd dog also a dog?"

"I don't know if a shepherd is a dog, but you're a real dog." MEG rolled his eyes. Who knows where the sheep are raised in such a big grassland.

"You see, there are tents there. It seems that there are shepherds." Said abelmia, pointing to the front right.

MEG looked in the direction of her finger. It was already near the northwest border of the grassland. There was a towering snow mountain in the distance. The melting snow water of the snow mountain melted into a river and meandered into the grassland. The tents made of various kinds of animal skins were built along the two sides of the river.

"Since there are herdsmen, let's go down and have a look. Maybe they know where to catch that kind of goat." McGonagall had an idea in his mind and motioned for the iron headed eagle to descend.

"Wu --"

From the herdsmen's tent came the harsh sound of trumpets. The women and children ran back to the tent. The men came to the tent with long bows and spears. They looked at the giant eagle with vigilance and fear.

In the blue grassland, they have never seen such a huge eagle, and their domesticated snow Hawk is not even as big as one of its claws.

But they have no place to retreat, and behind them are their homes and relatives.

"Chief, what is that?" A young man looked at the old man standing in front of him and asked in a trembling voice.

"It may come from behind the snow mountain. Don't panic. If its target is sheep, let it eat. If its target is tent, we will stop it to death!" Edie sank.

"Yes

All the herdsmen responded in unison.

However, the giant eagle didn't come directly to the tent, circled around and slowly landed on the side of the earth bag, and then a group of people came down from the giant eagle's back.

"Chief, you see, there are still people on the eagle's back!"

"Those people don't seem hostile to us."

The herdsmen looked at the scene and were surprised, but they relaxed a lot.

"Don't let down your guard. It's not sure whether they are good or bad yet." Edie said in a deep voice, staring at the group of people coming down from the eagle's back with sharp eyes like a falcon.

There are 12 people, one man, nine women and two children. Their clothes don't belong to the grassland. If they can tame such a giant eagle into a mount, they must not be ordinary people. They are just an ordinary nomadic tribe on the grassland. How can they afford such people.

"They seem to be afraid of us?" Amy holds the ugly duckling and looks at the herdsmen with bows, arrows and spears in the distance. "We are so cute."

"Meow, meow, meow," the ugly duckling sold her cute.

"Not including you." Amy took a look at it and said without hesitation.

"Meow -" the ugly duckling was frustrated, rolled his eyes and lost his dream.

"We are uninvited guests. It's normal for them to be vigilant. We'll be more normal later." Meg said with a smile, leading the crowd toward the tent.

It seems that these herdsmen are not very different from the herdsmen in other places. Bluegrass provides them with abundant grassland which is hard to find in the northwest. Snow water solves their drinking water problem.

However, it may be because of the blue silvergrass that the skin color of these herdsmen is not only a little bit dark in the sun all the year round, but also a little bit blue. However, it is not as good as that of the Pandora aborigines, which is basically the same as that of human beings.

"Stop! Who are you? Why do you come here? " Cried Edie.

"Hello, we are here for a holiday. We are attracted by the blue grassland. There is no malice." MEG stopped about 20 meters from the herdsmen and said with a smile.

He was worried that these herdsmen would not be able to speak Mandarin, but it seems that the elder herdsman is proficient in Mandarin.

Edie looked up and down at McGonagall. The young man didn't look like a strong man. His physique was not as strong as the young people in the tribe. He didn't have a sword. He had a gentle smile and didn't look like a bad man.

And he was still standing by a little girl about four or five years old with a strange little thing in his arms.

And then there's a bunch of beautiful women.

Yes, very beautiful women. There is no such woman as water on the grassland. Whether it is the cold wind like a knife blowing from the snow mountain or the hot sun of a long day, women on the grassland lose their delicacy.

Of course, having such a group of beautiful women means that this man must have a very noble identity, which is definitely not what their small tribe can provoke. This is what he learned when he was young.

The herdsmen looked at the women behind the men, and they were all stunned. This is a beautiful scenery never seen in the grassland, and also a beauty they may not see in their life.

After confirming that the other side was not hostile, and that their tribe could not provoke them, Edie put away his long bow and motioned to the herdsmen to lift the guard. He put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly to MEG and said respectfully, "distinguished guests, welcome to come."

Seeing that Edie was so humble, the herdsmen quickly put away their inappropriate looks and eyes, bowed their heads and bowed to salute nervously.

"Don't be polite. We just passed by by by chance. We heard that the roast mutton on on the grassland was very good, so we wanted to try it." Meg said with a smile.

"Well, we want to eat sheep, sheep that can run." Amy came forward and pointed to the sheep eating grass in the grass not far away.

"What a lovely little girl!" The herdsmen's eyes lit up when they looked at Amy. The children of the herdsmen's family grew up on horseback, crawling and rolling in the grass. They were all mud imps. How could there be such a delicate little girl like a snowman.

"Roast sheep, this is what our Barker tribe is good at. Dear guests, please come inside. I'll ask the people to kill the sheep immediately, and I'll bake it for you myself." Edie's eyes brightened and patted his chest confidently.