Chapter 4 Order food!
A faint scent of jasmine wafted from her side. Jiang Qingqing was roughly wiping the tears from her cheeks. She turned her head away belatedly.
A bowl of cooked hundred-flower soup was placed at the feet.
"Mother..."
Jiang Qingqing spoke subconsciously.
Because in the past, whenever Jiang Qingqing was sad, Concubine Wan would always cook a bowl of hundred-flower soup for her. She always said that sweet food makes people happy.
Jiang Qingqing reached out and picked up the bowl of hundred-flower soup on the ground, her misty eyes still filled with confusion.
He lowered his head and took a sip.
It’s sweet!
He was at a loss, with a dazed expression.
But filling one's stomach is a human instinct, let alone Jiang Qingqing, who had been hungry for two days. With the delicious food in front of her, Jiang Qingqing was so confused that she finished the bowl of hundred-flower soup in astonishment and confusion.
I finished eating in a daze.
Jiang Qingqing came back to her senses, thinking back to the bizarre events of the day, and exclaimed, "Could it be that there really are gods in this world?"
Before her death, Jiang Qingqing was fortunate enough to be chosen by the soft-hearted God?
Otherwise why would he help her repair the house and send her food!
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingqing quickly got up from the ground, put the porcelain bowl in her hand back to its original place, and wiped her dirt-stained hands on her clothes.
He bowed deeply towards the east, being well-behaved and sincere.
"I bow to thank the gods for their kindness today. Your grace is as deep as the sea and the sky, and I cannot repay you. I will keep it in mind and burn more incense and offer sacrifices every day when I return to the palace."
After a pause, he continued hesitantly, "Actually, I'm still a little hungry..."
"I want to eat something else."
As she spoke, Jiang Qingqing began to feel a little embarrassed.
The tone of voice became weaker and weaker, without any confidence at all.
But considering that the gods can even repair houses instantly, it shouldn’t be difficult to send some food, right?
Even a bowl of hundred-flower soup isn't enough to fill you up...
Jiang Qingqing thought for a moment, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and decided to go all out. She quickly shouted softly into the air, "I want Dongpo pork! And a plate of osmanthus-flavored shark's fin! And preferably a soup!"
After expressing her needs, Jiang Qingqing immediately fell silent.
She stood very obediently in the middle of the house, her peach blossom eyes looking up curiously, waiting for the reward from the gods.
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Off-screen
Fu Zhengnan used 1,000 RMB to buy a bowl of hundred-flower soup at the game mall, and then found a private room to eat.
The dinner organized by Mr. Fu tonight ended in a bad mood before we even had a bite.
The waiter handed over the menu, but Fu Zhengnan didn't take it. He just said calmly, "Let's do it as usual."
He doesn't have too many requirements for food, as long as it's light.
At this time, the phone was placed on the table and the screen was not turned off.
Jiang Qingqing's image, nibbling at her food like a hamster, was clearly visible on the screen. Clearly, she loved that bowl of Hundred Flowers Soup.
She is so well-behaved and cute that Fu Zhengnan curled up the corners of his lips for a rare moment.
The experience of this game is pretty good.
At least it makes people feel that the money is worth spending.
The waiter looked at Fu Zhengnan's expression, his eyes filled with shock. After asking if he had any other requests, he quickly ran out of the room with the menu in his arms.
He wants to tell his brothers some big news!
Mr. Fu actually watched the female anchor eating live!
And smiled "indulgently"?
This restaurant was originally owned by the Fu family, but Fu Zhengnan didn't come here to eat very often, and he always ordered the same dishes every time.
Today, the manager and supervisor were out for training, so he, a small intern, had the opportunity to meet the rumored Mr. Fu, who was as handsome as a male model.
Unexpectedly, it would reveal a big piece of gossip to him.
A simple man, eating melons online, not worrying about the consequences of talking badly about his boss.
"Hey, let me tell you, I saw Mr. Fu watching a female anchor eating live!"
"Is this true?"
"How could I possibly lie to you? That female anchor is so beautiful. Mr. Fu really has high taste."
As soon as the man walked out of the private room, the next second, all the employees in the restaurant knew that their president was watching the female anchor eating, and the news spread like wildfire.
Even Chen Xiaoyue, who was putting on makeup in the bathroom, learned about this from the cleaning lady.
Seeing how convincing the aunts were, I guess they couldn't have lied.
Chen Xiaoyue tightened her hand holding the lipstick a little.
"hehe..."
Chen Xiaoyue snorted lightly. She thought that the Prince of the Fu family, who kept himself clean in the circle, was a breath of fresh air.
I didn't expect it to be so vulgar.
Is it possible that the identity of the daughter of the Chen family is not as good as that of a mere female anchor, those who make money by coaxing men? As expected, it is a man, and the low-end goods outside are fragrant no matter what.
It's hard for me to feel inferior because of his indifferent behavior just now.
Chen Xiaoyue, with a cold expression, threw the broken lipstick into the trash can and picked up her bag. Feeling superior, she walked out of the bathroom with a haughty air.
When passing the corner, he happened to pass by the box where Fu Zhengnan was.
The door of the box was open and the waiter was serving the dishes inside. It seemed that Fu Zhengnan was still watching the live broadcast.
Because she heard the female anchor's voice coming from inside, "I want Dongpo pork! I want a plate of osmanthus shark's fin too! And it would be better if there is soup!"
Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyue sneered even more.
She wanted to send someone to investigate which female anchor had such great abilities.
Even when having a meal, she requires a man.
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Daliang State
At this time, Jiang Qingqing, who had been standing in the middle of the house for a long time, looked around but did not receive any gift from the gods.
She was a little unsure for a moment. Did gods really exist? Or was the dish she ordered too complicated for the gods to cook?
Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips.
They discussed, "Can you make sweet osmanthus cakes? Preserved fruits would be fine too."
She likes anything sweet.
"I won't take your things for nothing. How about I exchange this gold chain for some food?"
After she finished speaking, Jiang Qingqing lifted up her skirt, exposing her fair and slender legs to the public.
She gently kicked off her shoes and untied her socks.
At her ankles, she wore a thin gold chain, from which hung several intricately carved golden gourds, small yet exquisite. One could tell from their color that they were rare treasures sent as tribute from some foreign country.
Jiang Qingqing bent down, took off the anklet, held it in both hands and placed it next to the porcelain bowl.
Wait quietly by the side.
Waiting for the appearance of osmanthus pastry.
After half a minute, the anklet on the ground suddenly disappeared.
"yeah?"
Jiang Qingqing watched the anklet disappear with some excitement. Does this mean that the gods accepted her exchange?
Very good!
After waiting for a while, although the anklet was taken away, there was still nothing in the porcelain bowl.
Jiang Qingqing felt a little lost.
Did the gods dislike her anklet?
But this was the only valuable thing she had.
"I don't have anything else..."
"It's okay, you don't have to eat it. Thank you for the hundred-flower soup anyway."
Anyway, another day lived.
The gods have helped her a lot today, and she understands the principle of not being greedy.
Jiang Qingqing comforted herself, turned around dejectedly, and walked towards the wooden bed behind her.
The moment I looked up, I was shocked by the scene in front of me!
A feeling of horror and joy, what is going on!
The hard wooden bed was transformed into a pure white cushion, reaching as high as her knees. Sitting on it felt soft and resilient, even more comfortable than the phoenix-carved golden nanmu in her bedroom.
There are pillows and bedding of the same color, and a few dolls placed on the side.
It's something I've never seen before.
Jiang Qingqing hugged the doll in her arms in surprise. It was so soft and cute!
At the same time, I also became curious about the gods.
Feeling sleepy, Jiang Qingqing hugged the baby, snuggled in the bed, and thanked the air softly.
Otherwise, she might die here today.
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