Chapter 671 He is a man
The boss killed two chickens today and stewed one. He planned to marinate this one overnight and stew it for his wife tomorrow.
He bought them all.
The boss's wife didn't have enough chicken soup to drink.
However, seeing that Xia Zihan didn't seem to be able to bear to eat, Shengchi didn't tell her this stupidly.
After Sheng went down, Chu Cong came up again with a basin of warm water in his hand. He waited for Xia Zihan and Chu Jingqi to wash their hands and faces, and then went down again with the basin.
Chu Jingqi scooped up a bowl of soup, then put the warm salted vegetable pancake into Xia Zihan's hand, and said, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold after a while."
"You eat too, I can't drink so much." Xia Zihan put down the saltine cake, picked up another small bowl, filled it with chicken soup, and placed it in front of him.
Staring at the bowl of chicken soup that the woman drank during confinement, Chu Jingqi frowned and hesitated whether he should drink it or not.
Xia Zihan pursed her lips and said happily, "Drink it quickly, there is wild ginseng in it, it is very nourishing."
That also nourishes women, right?
He is a man.
Not a woman.
Chu Jingqi frowned even more tightly and stared at the bowl of soup, as if she had a grudge against it.
Xia Zihan stared at him with her big eyes open, as if he didn't drink and she didn't drink either.
At this time, Shengdi's voice sounded outside, "Master Shizi, I bought mutton bone soup. It has just been heated up. Do you want a bowl?"
This is the savior.
Save people from trouble.
Chu Jingqi decided that when she returned, she would reward Shengdi with some good things.
He grinned and said with a smile on his face, "Have a big bowl."
After a while, Shengdi brought a large bowl of steaming mutton bone soup and placed it on the low table.
I wanted to serve the master a bowl in person, but when I saw that the two small bowls were filled with chicken soup and there were no extra small bowls, Ishengchi said smartly, "There are also small bowls below. I bought a lot of them. I want you to have more." Go get two.”
Chu Jingqi glanced at him appreciatively.
The corners of his mouth curled up in anger, and he went down proudly.
In a flash, he brought up two more small bowls, filled them with two bowls of steaming mutton bone soup, placed them in front of the two masters, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, Princess, you eat slowly, I will go down first. , the slave made a fire next to the carriage. When the master finished eating, he called the slave, and the slave came up to collect the dishes. "
He bowed and went down.
There was no need to drink chicken soup. Chu Jingqi was in a good mood. He pushed the two bowls of soup in front of Xia Zihan towards her and said, "Ayu, lamb bones are the most nourishing and nourishing for the body. You have weak bones, so drink more."
"You drink too." Xia Zihan picked up the salted vegetable cake that he had put down, took a bite of the cake and a mouthful of soup, and started eating.
After finishing the chicken soup, Chu Jingqi put the mutton bone soup into her hand again, "Drink this bowl too."
"I'm full." Xia Zihan touched his stomach with a troubled look on his face.
"If you don't want to eat it now, just leave it for now. I'll heat it up on a small stove for you in the evening and have it as a midnight snack."
Seeing his persistence, she pouted and said, "I don't want to drink mutton bone soup. I'll drink another bowl of chicken soup."
The taste of the goat's milk she drank yesterday was still in her mouth, and it was extremely unpleasant. She didn't want to drink the goat's bone soup.
Chu Jingqi seemed to have been waiting for her words for a long time. He pushed the chicken soup beside him to her with a slight smile. Then, as a matter of course, he picked up her mutton bone soup and drank it himself. After finishing the meal, Chu Fei came up, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and took them down.
Maybe she drank too much soup, so Xia Zihan rested for a while, so she put on her cloak, and Chu Jingqi hugged her and got out of the carriage.
Chu Panshengdi and others lit a fire not far from their carriage, and placed a large iron pot on the fire with mutton bone soup boiling in it.
However, they were almost finished, and there was not much left in the mutton bone soup.
Chu Fei had sharp eyes. When he saw his master coming down, he quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and stepped forward to salute, "Master, the Crown Prince, what are your orders?"
Several people from Shengdi also came forward to salute. Chu Jingqi waved his hand and said, "You can eat your own food and ignore us."
Then, holding Xia Zihan's hand, they walked towards the woods not far away.
When the people in Shengdi saw this, they knew that they must have found a place to go, so they sat next to the fire again and continued to drink soup and steamed buns.
There were more than a dozen fires next to the carriages. A group of escorts had just put the cleaned pheasants and hares on the grill to roast. Zheng Wenting and Li Sangwu were sitting next to the fire in the middle. , there were clearly many people on both sides, but as soon as Zheng Wenting raised his head, he saw them.
Zheng Wenting stood up with excitement on his face, and was about to come over to say hello to Xia Zihan. When he saw the two of them walking out, he paused, as if he had thought of what they were going to do. Jun's face turned slightly red, and he sat back down. .
Li Sangwu set up the roast rabbit and added a few more firewood to the fire. When he turned around, he saw that he was absent-minded and asked, "Master Zheng, what's wrong? Are you hungry? Why don't you eat some steamed buns and mutton bone soup first?" , this barbecue will take half an hour to be ready.”
"Oh, I'm not hungry yet, I... I'm just a little cold." Seeing Chu Jingqi coming back with Xia Zihan in hand, Zheng Wenting hurriedly found an excuse, got up and walked to his carriage, "I'm going to put on a cloak and come out. ”
Li Sangwu rubbed his nose, looking surprised.
Uh, sitting by the fire, how cold is it?
He's almost sweating.
Zheng Wenting had just fastened his cloak and jumped down from the carriage. He happened to see Xia Zihan and Chu Jingqi approaching. He went up to meet him and said with a smile, "Prince Chu, Chu Yu, have you eaten? We are having a barbecue over there. Do you want to Don’t want to go there to eat?”
"We have already eaten." Xia Zihan's smile dazzled him and his heart beat like a drum, "I just went to the town to buy something ready-made."
"Yeah, I know. Shengdi also gave me a gift." He also gave a gift to Li Sangwu, the third child, but the others didn't give it to them one by one because there were too many people.
The third child was hungry, so he ate his own portion. He and Li Sangwu hadn't eaten yet.
"Then go and eat quickly. Drink more mutton bone soup to drive away the cold. From now on, we may have to rest outside every night. The weather is getting colder and colder. We need to pay more attention to keeping warm at night. You are not like other people with martial arts skills. People who have the inner strength to drive away the cold.”
"Well, so are you." He glanced at Chu Jingqi and added, "The same goes for the prince, please take extra precautions against the cold and keep warm."
"You don't need to worry."
After saying that, Chu Jingqi pursed her lips tightly, with sour bubbles all over her body, and took Xia Zihan away.
"I won't accompany you anymore. I'm a little tired. I'll go back to the carriage to rest." Xia Zihan turned around and waved to him.
In place, only Zheng Wenting's Xiao Ying, who looked lonely, was left.
Returning to the carriage, Xia Zihan shook off Chu Jingqi's hand and said angrily, "Why are you slapping Zheng Wenting in the face? He is my friend." If he didn't show face to Zheng Wenting, wasn't he just slapping her in the face?
Hit her face clearly.
What's wrong with this bastard?
"No way, I'm just worried that you're tired. You were complaining about how sleepy you were just now." He didn't admit his mistake when he beat Chu Jingqi to death.
He wasn't wrong.
Zheng Wenting stared at the spicy eyes of his Ayu gang. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that he coveted his wife.
Why should he give face to someone who covets his wife, hum...
(End of chapter)