Chapter 28 Why are you ignoring me?

Huo Zheng didn't say a word all the way back to Taohua Lane from West Street.

Chunzhi thought that this time the King of Chang'an came to inspect Nanzhou, and she didn't know when he would leave.

If this big shot stays in Nanzhou for a long time, then the ordinary people like them who make a living by setting up stalls will not be able to open their stalls.

If you can’t set up a stall, you can’t make money.

If I can't make money, I can't live like this.

Chunzhi became a little worried as she thought about it and couldn't help but sigh.

Huo Zheng saw that she hadn't noticed that he was angry yet, and was still worried about it.

I felt more and more unhappy.

So he became even more silent.

Back at the tofu workshop, Chunzhi pushed open the gate and pushed the cart inside. Then she turned back to help Huo Qi push the wheelchair, saying, "Be careful with the threshold."

As a result, Huo Qi didn't want her help at all. He stood up directly, stepped over the threshold, lifted the wheelchair in with one hand, then sat in the wheelchair and pushed the wheels into the door.

When Chunzhi saw this, she realized belatedly that the man seemed angry.

"Huo Qi." Chunzhi called him.

Huo Zheng didn't respond, but pushed the wheelchair inside without looking back.

Chunzhi followed him and asked, "Huo Qi, why are you ignoring me?"

Huo Zheng turned around and gave her a look that asked, "Why do you say that?"

Haruji really didn't know why.

She thought for a moment and then asked, speculating, "Is it because I can leave you alone, but I can't leave your wallet?"

Huo Zheng snorted.

Chunzhi knew she had guessed right, and immediately said, "I was just kidding. The wallet is important, and you are important too. I'll take care of both."

Huo Zheng said in a somewhat cold and hard voice: "Flower words."

Chunzhi said: "I am speaking from the heart."

Huo Zheng asked, "What if you can only choose one between your wallet and me?"

Chunzhi smiled and said, "Do you want to hear the truth, or..."

Huo Zheng said: "The truth."

"Choose you."

Chunzhi thought, if you choose a purse, it will only be a purse, but if you choose Huo Qi, it can be Huo Qi holding a purse.

Huo Zheng actually knew that Chunzhi was coaxing him, but sometimes, even if you know it is just coaxing, it still feels good to hear it.

He said nothing more and threw the purse to Chunzhi.

Chunzhi reached out to catch it.

Great, my wallet is back.

Huo Qi didn't even have time to buy Li Ji's buns, and didn't even touch the money in his wallet.

Chunzhi looked at the tofu box, which still had most of the tofu left. Tofu couldn't be kept for a long time, but she didn't want to waste it, so she said to Huo Qi, "Today's tofu hasn't been sold out yet. I'll make you a tofu feast."

"What tofu feast?"

Huo Zheng had never heard of it.

"You don't know this, do you?" Chunzhi said, "Don't underestimate this small piece of tofu. It can be used to make a tofu banquet of 108 dishes. Believe it or not, among these 108 dishes, there are 70 'red flavors' and 38 'white flavors'..."

Huo Zheng asked, "Why, are you planning to use this half basket of tofu to make 108 dishes today?"

Chunzhi said, "One hundred and eight, that's definitely not possible, but eight is possible."

Huo Zheng didn't care much and said, "Whatever you want."

"Well, light the fire first. I'll go take some tofu to Aunt Li and the others."

As Chunzhi said this, she cut the tofu into pieces, packed them in lotus leaves, and sent them to the neighbors next door.

Anyway, she and Huo Qi couldn't finish all the tofu, so they might as well share some with the neighbors who helped each other on a daily basis.

Huo Zheng was already very skilled at making fire, and he lit the stove in just two or three strokes. Seeing that Chunzhi had not come back yet, he added some water to the pot to prevent the iron pot from getting red hot.

After a while, Chunzhi came back and started to make salads, deep-fried dishes, stir-fried dishes, and soups...

She made tofu with green onions, mapo tofu, braised tofu, fried tofu balls, snowflake tofu, tofu dumplings, stir-fried tofu with vegetables, and a pot of fish head and tofu soup.

Huo Zheng had a rather subtle expression when he saw the tofu feast being placed on the table.

"If you don't eat onions, then don't eat this scallion tofu. Try some other dishes instead."

Chunzhi served him some rice and handed him the chopsticks.

Today she cooked all her specialties and said to him proudly, "Try it now."

Huo Zheng had never seen so much tofu on the same table in his life. He picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu and tasted it. He was amazed at the first bite.

This Mapo Tofu is spicy, numbing, fresh, fragrant, hot, whole, tender and crispy. It is even better than the one made by the imperial chef.

Seeing Huo Qi fell silent after taking a bite of Mapo Tofu, Chunzhi couldn't help but ask him, "How is it?"

Huo Zheng was amazed by the dish, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said, "It's okay."

"Then try the braised tofu..."

Chunzhi picked up a piece for him.

Huo Zheng took a bite and his eyes lit up.

Chunzhi waited for his comment and couldn't help asking, "How's the braised tofu?"

After Huo Zheng said "hmm", his appetite grew and he began to devour the food like a whirlwind, finishing most of each dish.

There were eight dishes for two people, but they finished most of it.

Haruji was shocked when she saw this.

She thought that she could save the leftovers for dinner, but she didn't expect Huo Qi, who didn't eat onions, to even eat the tofu with green onions.

In the end, only the pot of fish head and tofu soup was left unfinished.

Because the pot is too big.

Chunzhi was afraid that Huo Qi would eat too much and feel full, so she couldn't help but remind him: "Don't eat too much even if it tastes good. I'll make it for you next time."

Huo Zheng said, "I didn't eat much. My appetite is just like that."

You should know that when he was in the capital, he would only pick up each dish three times at most, because he was taught since he was a child to keep his emotions hidden and not reveal his preferences in front of outsiders.

If someone discovers his preferences, poisoning and murder will follow.

He had lived for more than twenty years, and he had spent the few days recuperating in this shabby house the most casually.

After the meal, Chunzhi began to receive the dishes, and Huo Zheng went over to wash them very consciously.

Chunzhi doesn't need to call him anymore.

While Huo Zheng was washing dishes, Chunzhi said, "I wonder how long this Prince Chang'an will stay in Nanzhou."

"Why?" Huo Zheng turned around and looked at her, "You don't want him to come to Nanzhou?"

Chunzhi said, "It's not that I don't want to, but every time a high-ranking official comes to inspect Nanzhou, the soldiers won't allow us to set up stalls, and they won't allow ordinary people to go out on the streets, as if they're afraid someone will come out and complain..."

Huo Zheng put the washed dishes in order and asked casually, "Has this happened before?"

Chunzhi said, "The last time we inspected Nanzhou, there was a certain Mr. Zhang who claimed to be a judge. Someone stopped him on the road to file a complaint, and Mr. Zhang took the case. But a few days later, the posthouse where Mr. Zhang was staying caught fire, and he and all the witnesses and evidence were burned to ashes..."

Huo Zheng naturally knew the Lord Zhang she was talking about. It was because Censor Zhang died unexpectedly while inspecting Nanzhou that Prince Chang'an took over the matter.

This Nanzhou place is extraordinary.

Even a noble like the King of Chang'an was assassinated and nearly died here.

Huo Zheng asked her, "How did you know this?"