When He Jinghe came back, Shang Ruoyi had already started stewing the chicken.
He placed the colorful mushrooms on the table, raised his chin, and said self-importantly: "Look at the mushrooms I picked, and then look at the ones you picked, the taller one is taller!"
Shang Ruoyi looked at the mushrooms he picked, each one brighter and more poisonous than the last, and sneered, "Your mushrooms are inedible."
Can’t eat?
"Why can't I eat it?" He Jinghe said loudly: "I think you did it on purpose, trying to steal my credit."
"Don't say such harsh words. No one wants to steal the credit from you." She didn't want to get involved, but she was afraid that if someone really died, the officer would blame her. After all, if their family delayed the trip, the officer's whip would not recognize anyone.
Before she left, she said, "This mushroom is poisonous. I'm afraid you will see your ancestors if you eat it."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang walked forward and said sternly: "You are so ignorant that you just can't stand others being better than you."
Shang Ruoyi really wanted to slap her twice: "Okay! I have said everything I can. If you don't listen, there is nothing I can do."
Zhang looked at the mushrooms her son had picked and it seemed that she had never eaten such brightly colored ones.
"Son, I'm not doubting you, but I don't know if this thing is edible. Why don't you let your wife try it first?"
He Jinghe was undecided for a moment after hearing Shang Ruoyi's words, but now Zhang's words made his eyes light up.
Yes!
Wouldn't it be better to let Qiao test the poison?
If she is fine after eating it, it means the mushroom is edible.
Qiao Yanxin sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two people.
I really didn't expect that this mother and son would have such vicious thoughts.
After a while, He Jinghe came over with mushrooms: "Yanxin, these are the mushrooms I picked, you can try them."
Qiao Yanxin picked one out of the bunch: "This is it!"
He Jinghe looked at the red mushroom in her hand and nodded. The color was quite bright, so she should be able to try it out.
He never expected that among his bag full of mushrooms, only this red mushroom was non-toxic.
Qiao Yanxin knew these mushrooms, so she took the only one that was not poisonous.
With the permission of the official, He Jinghe added spring water to the broken clay pot he picked up and prepared to cook the mushrooms.
Shang Ruoyi was busy in front of the stove, and soon the aroma of chicken and mushrooms wafted out. The prisoners had been walking all day and were very hungry, but they had no supplies. When they smelled the aroma of chicken soup, their mouths watered.
The young official walked to the stove with a smile on his face: "I'm in for a treat tonight. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."
Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "Thank you for not disliking me, my cooking skills are not worthy of being presented to the public."
He Jingheng looked at the official who was circling around Shang Ruoyi, frowned, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at him on the head.
I saw that the stone had a thorn in it and hit him right on the forehead.
"Ouch! It hurts! Where did the flying stone come from?"
He looked around and saw that the prisoners were all sitting there, and he didn't see any signs of taking action.
At this time, the leading officer came over, looked at his head, and glanced at He Jingheng obscurely.
"Boss, this place is a bit evil, how come rocks are flying here out of nowhere?"
"What's so evil about that? You don't have a brain?" She kicked him and said, "Get over here."
How dare you think about anyone's wife? Are you tired of living or what?
The Dingguo Palace was in decline, or even uprooted, but the people in the Dingguo Palace were not sentenced to be beheaded! They are just exiles.
As long as people are alive, they have the possibility to turn things around.
Especially the people from Dingwang Palace.
He didn't believe that a general who once commanded a million troops could be defeated so easily.
This was also the reason why he occasionally gave them some conveniences, even though His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had specifically instructed that they should suffer a little on the road to exile.
As the aroma of chicken and mushrooms became stronger, everyone's appetite was aroused.
He Jinghe kept urging Qiao to cook the mushrooms quickly.
Qiao boiled the water in the clay pot and threw just his single mushroom into it.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you only cooking one?" Zhang pinched her arm fiercely: "Why, don't you want to take our share?"
Qiao Yanxin held back her tears and whispered, "The clay pot is too small. I don't know when I can finish cooking if I cook too much. I'll cook mine first and taste it. If it's good, I'll continue cooking."
"Hmph, that's better." Zhang glared at her, turned and left.
Qiao Yanxin clenched his fists and kept telling himself to just be patient. It would be fine if he could just be patient. Shang Ruoyi brought the chicken and mushrooms to the official. She wanted to take the roasted potatoes from the pile back to share with the He family, but the leading official whispered, "I see there's still some chicken soup in the pot. You can take it and share it!"
Shang Ruoyi's eyes lit up. In that case, she could add a little more spiritual spring water and boil a big pot, giving each person a bowl.
She cooked the chicken soup, washed the clay pot she picked up, and filled it with soup. Just as everyone in the He family had finished eating, she took out the potatoes. The fragrant baked potatoes made everyone's mouths water. Even the officials who had just eaten had another baked potato each.
"Your craftsmanship is indeed good." The leading officer smiled and said, "It's not inferior to the Tianxianglou in the capital."
Seeing that her cooking skills had won over these officials, Shang Ruoyi knew that the time was ripe. She smiled and said, "Master Zhang, I have a request."
"you say."
"When I cook for you in the future, I can also make some of our dishes. It will definitely not delay our journey. My grandmother is old and in poor health. If she gets sick again, it may really delay our journey."
Tianshun, if the exile place is not reached within the stipulated time, not only the prisoner will be punished, but the officials will also be implicated.
"Okay! But you have to find the ingredients yourself."
"Don't worry."
I didn't expect that this woman would dare to negotiate with the officials.
He Jingheng drank the chicken soup in his hand and thought, wow, the cooking skill is really good.
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