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The dark-faced yamen runner was called Chen Xinrong. He looked down at He Yingchun, a short man with a dirty face. He didn't look like a cook at all. He asked in a gruff voice, "Are you a cook? Why are you so skinny?"
"Your Excellency, I am a pastry chef. I was injured when I was a child and I could never gain weight no matter how much I ate." He Yingchun bent his waist and smiled ingratiatingly.
Xiaozhi, who was standing beside her, wanted to stand up and speak, but her mother held her down. After hesitating for a while, she also stood up and said, "Sir, I am also a cook and can help."
My mother has a strong build. Even though she has lost some weight due to hunger these past two days, she still has the fat and muscles from years of hard work to support her.
Chen Xinrong pondered for a while, then nodded at He Yingchun, "We don't need so many people. It's you! Hurry up!"
He Yingchun quickly said, "Yes."
Su He was getting anxious. She pulled He Yingchun's sleeve, and He Yingchun mouthed to her, "It's okay."
I saw Wen Jingzhao out of the corner of my eye. He didn't look up, but was using a branch to stir up the fire.
He Yingchun followed Chen Xinrong to the cooking area, which was very simple. There was a pot on top of the firewood, and water was boiling.
Chen Xinrong handed her a basket of vegetables and said, "There are vegetables and meat in it, so hold on tight."
"Okay."
He Yingchun looked inside and saw that the food was all wrapped in tissue paper, the outside shiny as if it had been coated with some kind of oil. She weighed the texture in her hands and took out a bag of street food and then a bag of dried meat.
Chen Xinrong went to set up the tent, and they were too busy to cook, so they asked her to come over and let the injured Wang Kui look after her. To be honest, Wang Kui looked quite scary now. His forehead was swollen so high that he looked like a birthday star. He was bitten by a rat. Could he have rabies?
Thinking of this, He Yingchun quickened his hands and glanced at Wang Kui.
In fact, these pieces of meat don't need anyone to watch them, they are all counted, and she doesn't dare to eat them.
No way!
The vegetables and meat are ready. Just cut them and put them directly into the pot.
The meat is really delicious.
Waves of fragrant and salty flavors hit me, and the hot meat looked delicious.
He Yingchun swallowed her saliva. It smelled so good.
She saw that Wang Kui was eating with great relish.
She didn't dare to eat too much, so she took a spoon to scoop out some meat and pretended to touch her nose while Wang Kui was eating, and then put a piece of meat in.
The thin outer layer is crispy and fragrant, and it makes a slight chewy sound when you bite it, and some juice overflows when you take a bite.
"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and do it!" Wang Kui glared and cursed in dissatisfaction.
He Yingchun quickly covered the pot and put it aside, letting the residual heat from the bottom of the pot slowly collect the sauce. It would be more fragrant if it dried a little more.
The pancakes were so frozen that they were hard to bite, so she placed them around the edges of the pot. They gradually turned golden in color and gave off a unique fragrance of corn, which mixed with the aroma of meat and vegetables. It smelled amazing.
Zhao Wu came over and asked, "Why does it smell so good?"
In the past, when escorting prisoners, they hated sleeping outside the house the most, and their food and accommodation were very simple. This time, Wang Kui was injured, and he said that they should not eat cold food, so he asked someone to make something hot for them.
Zhao Wu picked up a pancake and took a big bite without caring about how hot it was. The edge of the pancake was soaked with gravy. It was cooked to perfection and very chewy, but not too soft. The fragrance lingered in his mouth after one bite.
"Hmm...hmm, delicious..." He called out to others to come and eat.
Several people sat around the pot, eating so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.
The fragrance also drifted to the prisoners.
“It smells so good!”
“It smells so good.”
“It smells so good!”
"So hungry..."
Zhao Wu picked up another cake and asked Chen Xinrong to deliver the prepared cake to the prisoner.
The pancake was hard and cold. He pinched it and thought for a moment, "You can make a pot of soup with some vegetables and give each of us a bowl."
The one who made the soup was naturally He Yingchun. Her stomach was already playing a symphony. The chewing and slurping sounds of the people eating the cakes with the soup made her very hungry.
This time, no one paid attention to her when she was making soup. He Yingchun served a bowl of soup, baked a pancake, and turned her back to the people. She had an idea.
"Ding Dong! A bowl of vegetable soup, a flatbread, 2 points. Please keep up the good work!"
With 2 points, she can’t buy anything, but it’s better than nothing.
But she found a bug. The food that was recognized as successful by the system could be stored in it. She could take it out and use it when she was too hungry to bear it, but if she wanted to earn points next time, she had to take out the food to make room.
"Hey, you, little guy." He Yingchun was startled and quickly responded "Hey."
"You cooked a good meal. Take one more pancake home." Zhao Wu looked very satisfied with the meal.
He Yingchun quickly said, "Thank you, yamen runner!"
So stingy.
He Yingchun followed Chen Xinrong back to the team. Each person had a bowl of soup and a pancake. There were not enough bowls, so basically one person finished drinking before giving it to another.
He Yingchun and Su He drank a bowl, "It's okay, Yingchun."
"It's okay, Sister Suhe, I'm just cooking."
Mom said, "You are too rash."
Xiaozhi held He Yingchun's hand, with a look of worry on her face.
He Yingchun whispered, "It's okay, they just need a cook. I'll go over and help, hoping to get some benefits or something, so that we can live better."
Wen Jingzhao used a tree branch to stick the pancakes into the fire to roast. He heard it and laughed softly.
What does it mean?
He Yingchun's eyes widened, she straightened up and looked at Wen Jingzhao.
When Wen Jingzhao looked over, she shrank back.
"Don't take the risk," Wen Jingzhao said. "You won't gain anything."
Uncle Zhang nodded and said, "It's better for us to be careful."
After a while, Wen Jingzhao whispered to He Yingchun, "How much food did you think they brought just now?"
He Yingchun thought, "There's probably a basket like this, not a lot, with some vegetables and meat in it."
Wen Jingzhao threw another dry branch into the fire and nodded thoughtfully.
The dim firelight illuminated his face, making it look particularly gentle.
The last time he had this expression was when Wang Kui was bitten. He Yingchun shuddered and moved closer to the fire.
Su He stood up to get another bowl of soup. At this time, Wen Wanrou came over and said, "Su He, please, help me, look at my face."
"Is it going to rot? Please help me."
Zhou was behind her. She had lost a lot of weight and no longer had the elegance and grace of the general's wife. "Su He, please take care of Rou'er's face. She is ignorant. I apologize to you."
She lowered her head, and although she was facing Su He, her eyes were looking at Wen Jingzhao.
Because here, only Wen Jingzhao has the final say.
Su He pinched her fingers, she also looked at Wen Jingzhao,
Xiaozhi grabbed Suhe and said, "Sister Suhe, don't do that! Have you forgotten what she did before? She caused Sister Yingchun to get whipped!"
When Su He saw Wen Wanrou, she really felt pity for her. The wound on her cheek had already festered, and if it didn't heal, it would leave a deep scar.
Wen Jingzhao didn't even glance at this side, and just said, "Su He, come here."
Su He sat back and ate the cake together.
Wen Wanrou suddenly knelt down beside Su He and said, "Please! Su He, help me!"
She suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Su He, I was the one who gave you the money to save your uncle's life. Have you forgotten? Just give me some face and consider it a reward!"
Su He was frightened and stepped back, "Second Miss..."
Wen Wanrou pulled away the cloth covering her face. "Please help me take a look and heal me. Please! I was really wrong before. I'm sorry. It's you. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to whip you."
She suddenly rushed to He Yingchun, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Oh my god!
He Yingchun stood up and dodged to the side. She couldn't bear it.
Chen Xinrong had already noticed this side. He picked up the whip and looked like he was going to come over.
Su He was anxious.
But Wen Wanrou was crying with tears streaming down her face, and she really looked regretful.
Su He tugged at the hem of her clothes, "Master, I..."
Wen Jingzhao just said, "It's up to you."
Su He went over to help Wen Wanrou, and the rest of the people remained silent.
Wen Jingzhao asked in a deep voice, "What happened to Su He's uncle?"
The mother replied, "It was when you went to the palace, young master, that Uncle Su He had a broken leg and no money. He scraped together money but it wasn't enough. He met the Second Miss and gave Su He some money. Later, you returned it when you came back."
So kind?
He Yingchun thought, this second young lady is not like this kind of person.
As expected, Xiaozhi said angrily, "No, the Second Miss didn't want to care at that time. She said Su He had offended her and wanted to punish her by kneeling. But Su He knelt for almost a day and fainted. She was scared and gave the silver."
Wen Jingzhao had long forgotten about this matter, and he pinched his eyebrows.
After a while, Su He came back. Wen Wanrou gave her a hairpin. She handed it to Wen Jingzhao and said, "The second young lady hid it herself. She said thank you to me."
Wen Jingzhao nodded, but did not take it. "Take it yourself. If they come back to you later, just tell them I don't allow it."
Su He nodded, "Okay."
"Why are you looking so sad? This is good enough. We can pawn it when we get there and even exchange it for silver." Wen Jingzhao said after taking a bite of the cake.
Su He burst into laughter and said, "Yeah, okay."
Mom was so disappointed with her son that she whispered, "Su He, you are just too kind-hearted!"
"Not again." Su He sighed.
Su He put away the hairpin. Although Zhou had never treated the young master harshly in public, she had done a lot of small things in secret. She secretly decided not to help the second young lady and the others.
He Yingchun felt that Su He was not just kindhearted, but a saint. She handed Su He a baked cake and said with a smile, "Next time I will grab you and drag you away."
Several people huddled together while eating pancakes, and no one spoke.
Everything was packed up and Li Bin came back. He had just gone to help set up the tent. It was called a tent, but it was actually just some thick tree stumps propped up and covered with thick tent cloth. Although it couldn't block the wind much, it was better than nothing.
Everyone was crowded together and walked for two days. The smell was not pleasant, but the cold made everyone huddle together tightly. He Yingchun leaned on Su He on the left and Xiao Zhi on the right. His body gradually warmed up and he fell asleep.
"roar"
The two people suddenly opened their eyes, stood up, and looked at each other in the darkness.
Someone was talking in his sleep inside the tent, mixed with the sounds of snoring and grinding teeth, making it quite noisy.
There were yamen runners guarding outside the tent, and the fire was lit, flickering.
He Yingchun used the firelight to see clearly that the other person was Wen Jingzhao.
He waved to He Yingchun, "Come here."
"Did you hear that?" Wen Jingzhao asked.
"What did you hear? I just had a nightmare and was scared to death." He Yingchun pretended to wipe the sweat off her face.
Wen Jingzhao sneered, "Okay, go to sleep." Then he bent down and walked out.
He Yingchun lay down anxiously. The wolf howling in the evening was not an illusion. She seemed to have really heard it. What sound was that? It didn't sound like a wolf. Hiss, she pinched her fingertips.
Among so many people, only the two of them heard it, which shows that Wen Jingzhao's five senses have also become sensitive.
It seems that he hasn't coughed up blood in a long time.
"ah-"
The cry was short and stopped abruptly. Some people were awakened, turned over and continued to sleep. Some people had trouble falling asleep but did not dare to go out to see.
I hope nothing will happen to Wen Jingzhao.
He Yingchun hesitated for a moment, then turned over in the dark, sighed deeply, slightly pulled up one side of the curtain, and tiptoed out.
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