"Fusu, your tripe is too hot. This is how it should be cooked."
She picked up the tripe next to her and fished it up and down in the pot for a while.
"You get it, tripe tastes best when it's tender."
Fusu watched her movements and nodded, imitating her actions.
"Father, I won't be back until the New Year after my trip to the North. Can General Meng Tian come back with us?"
He asked.
Fusu did not forget Meng Tian who was still in Shangjun. He remembered that General Meng Tian would always come back at the end of the year.
"I don't know, but based on past years, he will indeed return to the city at that time. You can ask him if he wants to go back with you."
Fusu is now much more relaxed in front of Ying Zheng.
It seemed as if after experiencing the last accident, he suddenly understood.
"Have you and Zhao Jun learned anything during this period?"
Fusu paused, fearing that his father would suddenly test his academic performance.
"I have benefited greatly from this period. Following Ms. Zhao, I have witnessed her intelligence, wisdom, and decisiveness in dealing with people. I have learned a lot about interpersonal skills and have also met many talented people."
"For example, Mr. Xiao He. I think he is quite talented, but he is also willing to work under Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Jun couldn't help but look at him sideways after hearing this.
When did he know that Xiao He was quite talented?
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard Fusu praise someone.
"Who is this Mr. Xiao He?" Ying Zheng asked.
"This is a talented young man who works for Mr. Zhao. He will be traveling with us to the Northland this time."
"Mr. Zhao has high hopes for him."
Fusu smiled and praised Xiao He.
High hopes? Talented teenager?
Ying Zheng turned to look at Zhao Jun and looked at her meaningfully.
The King of Zhao lowered his head and just swallowed a piece of tofu, then looked up at Ying Zheng innocently.
"Ah, you mean Xiao He?"
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