Chapter 12 Can't Eat

The couple ate the dry food and biscuits given by the officials normally, but Cheng Weiyao's domineering behavior was remembered by everyone.

"Oh, I told you guys you were wrong. It hasn't been long since you've run out of tricks..."

Some people were gloating over their misfortunes while chewing on their dry food biscuits. After all, many of them trusted Cheng Weiyao too much, so when they got the dry food biscuits, they threw them on the ground in disgust.

"You have too many cakes to eat, right? Give me some? After all, she's just a disaster. If I continue to work for her, my name will be written upside down!"

The middle-aged lady who had been causing trouble earlier spoke up, and her cake was given to Cheng Weiyao. She could only pick up the cakes that had been knocked over, pat the dust off the cakes, and barely fill her stomach.

After eating and drinking, the group set out again. The road they chose for exile was the forest road. Cheng Weiyao followed the team calmly, and her eyes kept an eye on the surrounding environment from time to time.

After all, dry food and biscuits are not enough to fill you up. It is reasonable to have a perfunctory meal on the previous one and a better meal on the next one.

The exiled team soon arrived at their next destination, a small tea shed outside the city. The officials went into the tea shed to drink tea, wine and eat meat, while the exiles rested on their own outside the tea shed.

"Stop, it's you again. Where are you going? You're too far away. I can't see you. Don't bother me..."

The officer stopped Cheng Weiyao, who wanted to leave the team and act alone, with a look of impatience on his face. After the previous riot, the leader ordered that the control over the exiles be much stricter.

He finally arrived at the tea stall, but it happened to be his turn to guard it. He was already in a bad mood, and Cheng Weiyao's actions at this time were tantamount to walking into trouble.

"It's not far, just here, let's find something to eat. Please accept it. I gave the jewelry and other things to the leader, so please don't mind..."

Cheng Weiyao smiled apologetically, and with a move of her spiritual sense, she took out a small string of copper coins from the space and stuffed them into the hand of the official.

Gold, silver and jade items were piled up in the space, but Cheng Weiyao understood the principle of not showing off one's wealth.

The road of exile is long, and one cannot avoid making connections and being generous. It may be okay once or twice, but over time, it will inevitably attract the attention of others and feed the ambitions of high-ranking officials.

"You have good eyesight, don't go too far, I'm watching you."

The officer glanced at his palm and calmly put the copper coins away. Although it was not much, it was better than nothing.

Cheng Weiyao is, after all, a woman. A married woman's husband is her god. The entire Qinghe Palace family is being held hostage here. How could she possibly run away...

Cheng Weiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to walk around the big trees on both sides of the road.

As soon as the thunder roared and the rain fell, there should be no shortage of wild mushrooms in a woodland like this. Cheng Weiyao quickly found the chicken mushroom emerging from the ground.

When she returned with a large handful of Alpinia tremellae, everyone subconsciously focused their attention on her. After all, Cheng Weiyao had been gone for so long, so she had no choice but to go find something to eat...

But after seeing what was in her arms, everyone looked away in disappointment.

"It really is a disaster star. It only brings back unlucky things. Do you think anyone thinks this is edible?"

"I dare not eat it. In the past, people died from eating this stuff. It is indeed a punishment of exile, but my crime is not punishable by death!"

Cheng Weiyao rolled her eyes and ignored the chattering that reached her ears.

After spending these days together, she had come to realize that this dynasty was still basically based on a meat-based diet, where people were proud of eating meat, and the development of vegetarian dishes was slow.

As for people dying from eating mushrooms, it is a common occurrence. In the history of taming fungi, there have indeed been many people who dared to try.

"Madam, do you need help from your husband?"

Wen Chengyun silently watched Cheng Weiyao busying herself, and took the initiative to step forward to help. He himself did not realize that in fact, he had unconsciously believed in her every move.

"Just watch and don't do anything, otherwise my sister-in-law will give me trouble later..."

Cheng Weiyao glanced at Wen Liyu who was staring at her, sighed and refused Wen Chengyun's help.

"It's already this late, and you're still believing those unfounded rumors? Practice makes perfect..."

Although he complained from time to time, he did not slack off at all. He put lard into the pan, fried a few mushroom skewers, then stir-fried the mushrooms with pork, and finally added water to stew a soup, which was just right, two dishes and one soup.

Cheng Weiyao found a familiar species of mushroom. The black chicken mushroom looks black, but the inside is as white as snow, the meat is tender and smooth, and the aroma is even like chicken.

The aroma had already turned into a small hook when it rolled out of the soup pot, whetting everyone's appetite, and the sound of swallowing saliva gradually became more frequent.

"It does smell nice, but this mushroom is black on the outside and white on the inside. It's obviously poisonous. I don't want to die young..."

"That's right. I heard that the last person who ate mushrooms started foaming at the mouth and twitching on the ground. He died before the doctor could even get to him..."

Cheng Weiyao stirred the mushroom soup in the pot and listened to everyone's sour remarks. She couldn't help but laugh. This was a typical case of sour grapes...

The dishes were served quickly, but the family from the Qinghe Palace did not touch anything. Wen Chengming wanted to come over and try some, but he was hugged tightly by the Imperial Concubine, and he could only stare at Cheng Weiyao with his eyes wide open.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you guys won't eat it, right? Then I'll try it myself first..."

Cheng Weiyao raised her eyebrows, filled a bowl of soup and was about to put it to her mouth. After all, someone had to take the lead.

As the head of the family, Wen Chengyun could not take the risk even if he wanted to, as the Imperial Noble Consort was around. He had to be the first to take the initiative.

Cheng Weiyao found a flat stone to sit down comfortably, picked up the skewers and planned to have a bite to reward herself.

Just as it was about to reach his mouth, a hand suddenly reached out and knocked the skewer to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Cheng Weiyao's eyebrows raised fiercely, and her pretty face turned dark. "Second goal, right?" Why do ancient people like to play this trick these days? If this wasn't Wen Chengyun's sister, she would have started scolding her long ago.

Although Wen Liyu was grateful to Cheng Weiyao for saving her after what happened last time, it was impossible to expect her to be nice to her!

"You can't eat this. I'm saving you. No need to thank me. We're even."

Wen Liyu quickly put away her nervous expression and replaced it with a face full of disdain.

Princess Qingping, her sister-in-law, is not so easy to be!

As for knocking over Cheng Weiyao's skewers, it was simply because he didn't want to see a life being lost in vain before his eyes...