Chapter 239 Roasted Sweet Potatoes
Han Muchen was sitting on the chaise longue waiting until he was a little sleepy. Qin Chuchu just came back and picked up a stick from somewhere. He was leaning on it.
Seeing that the princess was still squatting in horse stance, Feng Qi subconsciously touched his nose.
"Princess, you can stand up now!"
“…………” Qin Chuchu gritted her teeth.
She glared at him with a bad look. She didn't know that she could stand up yet. The key was to be able to stand up.
This guy did it on purpose!
Even Han Muchen's eyes were full of mockery. He looked at the stupid woman with her butt sticking out, and he could hardly hold the tea in his mouth.
This is the consequence of showing off one's ability. If he hadn't squatted for so long, how could he be in this state?
Facing the man's mocking eyes, Qin Chuchu still responded with a cold look, threw the stick in her hand aside, and climbed onto the chaise longue with her butt sticking up.
He picked up the rice porridge and slurped it up without hesitation.
Looking at the stupid woman drinking in revenge, still angry, the man raised the corner of his eyes.
After Qin Chuchu finished the porridge in the bowl, she stared at the remaining bun on the plate.
I only drink a bowl of porridge and eat a bun every morning. Today I have eaten three, but I still feel like I have no more food.
You can’t eat anymore. If you keep eating like this, you’ll become fat as a ball.
I didn't expect that horse stance is so tiring.
Seeing the stupid woman staring at the buns on the plate, Han Muchen was about to give them to her when he heard a noisy sound outside.
"Why is it so noisy outside?"
Qin Chuchu stretched her neck to look outside, putting on her shoes as she spoke.
He was about to run out to take a look, but when his foot touched the ground, he remembered that his legs were still not working well, so he picked up the wooden stick again and ran out with his butt twisted.
Looking at the princess's strange posture, Feng Liu and Feng Qi suppressed the smile on their faces and did not dare to speak.
As soon as Qin Chuchu came outside, she saw a long convoy that stretched as far as the eye could see. The front part was pulling timber, and the back part was pulling blue bricks.
Seeing the princess, Feng Er came over happily, but when he saw Qin Chuchu's frail appearance, he frowned.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?"
It had been such a short time since we last met, and yet the princess had become hunched over and couldn't even straighten her legs.
Qin Chuchu was too lazy to talk to him about this and just waved her hand.
"Nothing, how did you get back with these lumber guys?"
"Oh, Princess, we met on the way back and came back together."
Feng Er pointed at the convoy transporting timber in front of him. He didn't expect to meet them halfway.
"Oh, fine then, hurry up and pull it over!"
Qin Chuchu pointed in the direction of the troglodyte courtyard and was about to follow it when she remembered her stove.
He threw the stick aside, grinned, and pedaled his bike to the foot of the mountain.
From a distance, Feng San saw the princess running towards him with her back bent, so he quickly asked someone to hide the sweet potatoes in the stove.
They wiped their mouths again, making sure there was no evidence, and then started to work properly.
As soon as Qin Chuchu arrived, she saw that everyone was busy with their own things.
"how's it going?"
She came to the stove, carefully put her hand in, and couldn't help frowning again.
It has been burning for so long, why hasn’t the temperature risen yet?
Seeing the princess's puzzled expression, Feng San approached her.
"Princess, this has been working for several days. You can use it now!"
The stove had dried up a long time ago, and no one knew what the princess was going to do, but the fire in the stove was burning day and night.
If they hadn't roasted some sweet potatoes, they would have been completely wasted.
“…………” Qin Chuchu didn’t say anything.
All the attention is focused on the stove. Could it be that this method doesn't work? It shouldn't be like this.
After a brief hesitation, she looked at Feng San beside her.
"Have someone watch over it, don't let the fire go out!"
After saying that, he rode his bike away, thinking that maybe it was because the weather was too cold, so he decided to keep the fever going for two more days to see if the temperature could go up.
What she didn't expect was that after three days, the temperature in the furnace remained the same.
This puzzled her. The house on the other side of the pit was almost dug out, and if the glass couldn't be made, it would be too late.
Originally, I came to see him after breakfast every day, but because I was always thinking about this matter, I came here as soon as I finished practicing.
She thought that if the temperature didn't rise today, it would be a complete failure, and her dream of floor-to-ceiling windows would be completely shattered.
When she arrived on her bicycle, she was shocked by the scene before her.
"No! The fire is too big, everything is burnt!"
Feng San stretched his neck to look into the stove and asked the young men to take some firewood out of the kitchen.
It won’t taste good if it’s burnt!
Qin Chuchu came behind Feng San and glared at him with gritted teeth.
Why is the temperature of the furnace not rising? Now we have found the reason.
These guys actually used their own furnace to roast sweet potatoes. I really want to stuff him in there and melt him.
Hearing that no one agreed, Feng San turned his head away in dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to scold Qin Chuchu, he met her dissatisfied eyes and was so scared that his mouth twitched.
"Princess, why are you here so early?"
While speaking, he moved his body to block the sweet potatoes in the stove.
“…………”Qin Chuchu.
She was grinding her back teeth so hard that they made a clattering sound, as if she really thought she was blind.
She pushed Feng San away and stretched her neck to look inside. What she saw was so shocking that she almost popped her eyes out of anger.
Such a big stove is filled with sweet potatoes, at least a few baskets.
"You guys can do it! You're not afraid of getting bloated!"
Qin Chuchu glared at the group of people in front of her. If she hadn't discovered it today, she would have thought it was a problem with the stove and almost missed a big opportunity.
Seeing that the princess was really angry, Feng San had a greedy look on his face.
"Hey, Princess, your stove is just sitting there, so we're using it to roast sweet potatoes. You don't know how delicious it is!"
As he said that, he reached in, took out a roasted sweet potato and handed it to Qin Chuchu.
“…………”Qin Chuchu.
She looked at the sweet potato in front of her and could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.
"Hurry up and get these things out of here! If they don't get warmed up before noon, get out of here!"
After saying that, he was about to leave, but soon stopped, snatched the sweet potato from Feng San's hand, and rode away angrily.
Seeing that the princess was really angry, Feng San did not dare to hesitate. He hurriedly asked people to take out the sweet potatoes and started adding firewood.
Qin Chuchu returned to the tent angrily and threw the sweet potatoes on the table as soon as she entered the house.
She had been worried these past few days, thinking that the recipe of her furnace was wrong and that was why the temperature couldn't be raised.
My feelings were treated like a roasting oven for sweet potatoes by those guys. The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
“…………”
But...the roasted sweet potato tastes quite delicious.
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