Chapter 564 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 55
Some of it is unrealistic.
Huo Ze's gaze was so intense that Song Jinhuan, who was holding a hair clip to her ear, turned around and met his eyes.
She blinked.
Hozer moved aside first.
Song Jinhuan: Hmph, you big brute who only dares to peek!
"Which one looks better, Sanjin?" She turned her head and continued looking at the glass.
Sanjin glanced at Huo Ze, who then turned his gaze back to the host, and said with considerable pride, "The host will look good no matter which one he wears!"
Song Jinhuan retorted, "There's always one that's the prettiest!"
Sanjin said from the bottom of his heart, "The host is the most beautiful one!"
Song Jinhuan blushed, "Sanjin, you have such good taste!"
Sanjin was incredibly proud. "That's right!"
Scallion oil noodles are very simple. Just blanch the noodles in boiling water, drain them, put them in a bowl, sprinkle with chopped scallions, and then pour hot oil over them to release their aroma.
Then you can add soy sauce, sesame oil, or lard according to your own taste and mix well.
Huo Ze was just one step away from finishing when he called out, "Almost done, let's pack things up first."
Song Jinhuan deftly stuffed all the hair accessories into the bag, then walked over and peeked over, wanting to eat!
As Song Jinhuan approached, Huo Ze poured hot oil on her, and with a sizzling sound, saliva began to be secreted wildly in his mouth.
Huo Ze handed her a pair of chopsticks and said, "Stir it together."
Song Jinhuan quickly took it and stirred it, imitating his actions.
This was her first time eating scallion oil noodles!
In the kitchen, the wick of the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall flickered up and down, casting the shadows of the two people on the wall.
The man in the shadows picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks and lifted it up. The woman imitated him, and several strands of noodles dangled from one end of the chopsticks before falling back into the bowl.
The two smiled at each other and carried their noodles out of the kitchen.
As the man passed by the square table, he casually picked up the bag on it.
The shadows cast on the ground gradually lengthen and shrink.
The kitchen returned to calm.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two lay down on the bed.
Huo Ze held the person in his arms and slowly recounted the events of that day.
Song Jinhuan was drowsy. After yawning a few times, his head tilted to the side, and it was impossible to hear what he was saying.
Huo Ze's voice stopped abruptly. He carefully pinched her cheek twice to satisfy his craving.
The next day, Huo Ze informed Song Jinhuan in advance that the next few days would be very busy, and they wouldn't be able to eat together.
There's no need to wait for him to come back at night.
Seeing his serious expression, Song Jinhuan secretly guessed that something big must have happened.
But since the other party didn't say, she didn't ask any further questions.
He just nodded.
Qin Yuanqing and Bai Yuling laid an ambush on the enemy's only route.
Huo Ze dispatched 50,000 elite troops to ambush the enemy at the two forks in the road.
They also dispatched 10,000 elite soldiers, who disguised themselves as ordinary people, elderly women, merchants, and refugees.
They took shortcuts and dispersed to various surrounding villages.
At this time, Huo Yuanzhong's men also arrived at the North City and met with Huo Ze.
Huo Yuanzhong: "They all know I came to see you this time, so I hope to cooperate with you."
Hozer: "What benefits would I get from cooperating with you?"
Huo Yuanzhong: "I can give you one-third of Yu City."
Huo Ze's eyes lit up, and he asked with great interest, "Really?"
Huo Yuanzhong: "Of course, those things are better off going to you than to others. After all, you're my son."
Huo Ze pretended to be very passive and subtly guided the other party, saying, "It is a time of great turmoil, not the best time to mobilize troops."
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