Chapter 122 Affecting My Sword Drawing Speed
Yun Fu counted the supplies Cui Lin brought and only kept the more practical ones.
As for those precious jewelry, fine rouge and powder, and dresses made of silk and satin, Yun Fu did not accept them, but asked Cui Lin to take them back.
"Princess, do you not like these skirts? Then I'll go back and ask the embroiderer to make a few more for you."
Yun Fu shook her head: "It's not that I don't like it, but wearing these skirts affects my speed in drawing my sword. The clothes I'm wearing now are fine."
Cui Lin had to admit that even a dark, coarse cloth dress could not conceal her radiance.
"Then you can keep these jewels. If you don't like them, you can use them to bribe your subordinates."
Yun Fu still refused him, and said with a smile: "It's different here than outside. Instead of giving them these things that they can't eat or drink, it's better to give them a few pounds of food and a big piece of meat. That's more practical."
Therefore, these precious jewels are really useless things in this ghost prison.
"I'll keep these food and supplies."
As the host, Yun Fu felt that she should treat the guests who came from afar to a meal.
So, he prepared to go into the space, get some ingredients and spices, and make a hot pot to entertain Cui Lin.
By the way, I went into the dog emperor's treasury to see if there were any fresh tributes.
This dog emperor had amassed a large sum of wealth from somewhere, and there were several more boxes of gold ingots in the national treasury.
Yun Fu was not interested in gold and silver. She just glanced at them and finally took the piece of agarwood that looked good.
Agarwood can not only be used as a spice, but is also a precious medicinal material that can help with sleep and strengthen the spleen and stomach.
The formation of agarwood is not easy. A tree may take decades or even hundreds of years to produce a small piece of agarwood.
Judging from the size and quality of the piece in her hand, it must be a rare thousand-year-old agarwood.
Qi Hanzhou has been unable to sleep recently. Not only can he not sleep, he also likes to stroll to her door in the middle of the night.
This agarwood is just right for him.
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There were still some large bones and meat left from the pig that had been slaughtered before, so Yun Fu used the remaining pig bones to make a big pot of soup.
Then, I used the spices taken out from the space to stir-fry the hot pot base.
There are also many varieties of hot pot dishes.
There were potatoes, mushrooms, dried meat and other dry goods that Yunfu and her friends had already stored in their warehouse, as well as chickens, ducks, fish, meat and eggs brought by Cui Linggang.
The dipping sauces prepared are also very complete, including vinegar, soy sauce, sesame oil, sesame paste, chili oil, etc.
After all the preparations were done, Yun Fu had people build two stoves with stones, put a few small pieces of lit charcoal underneath, and placed two large iron pots on top, one was a pot of spicy oil, and the other was a pot of clear soup prepared for the children.
A group of people eating around a big pot was a novel experience that Cui Lin, a young man from a noble family, had never had before.
With the help of her maid Chunyi, Song Lingyun sat next to Qi Hanzhou.
Yun Fu glanced at her and kindly reminded her, "Miss Song, you're not in good health. You'd better not eat this hot pot. I'm afraid you'll feel bad later and say I deliberately hurt you."
But Song Lingyun was not willing to listen to her advice at all, and even had a rebellious and competitive mentality: "Brother Hanzhou and the princess can eat it, why can't I eat it?"
"I think the princess doesn't want me to sit here!"
Yun Fu shrugged, too lazy to argue with her.
"Okay, let's get started."
Yun Fu habitually put some food into Qi Hanzhou's bowl.
This is how they have been all the way, and a tacit understanding has already formed between the two of them.
No verbal communication is required.
Others were also used to it.
But when Song Lingyun saw her picking up food for Qi Hanzhou, she looked as if she had seen a ghost: "Princess Yunfu, what are you doing?"
Yun Fu just picked up a crispy duck intestine and was about to put it into her mouth, but she didn't understand what she was doing?
Then Song Lingyun continued, "Don't put food into Brother Hanzhou's bowl. He won't eat it."
Yun Fu turned her head and glanced at Qi Hanzhou, who was eating happily beside her: "Isn't he eating very happily?"
Song Lingyun didn't expect Qi Hanzhou to not dislike the dish Yunfu picked up, but to start eating it instead. She mistakenly thought that Qi Hanzhou didn't know who picked up the dish, so she quickly stopped him, "Brother Hanzhou, don't eat it. The dish in your bowl was given to you by Princess Yunfu."
Qi Hanzhou frowned in displeasure: "What's wrong with her? Do you have any questions?"
"Her, you never ate the food she picked for you before, have you forgotten?" Song Lingyun reminded.
Qi Hanzhou did not forget how excessive his attitude towards Yun Fu was in the past, so Yun Fu took back all her love for him.
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll pick it up for you."
Song Lingyun opened her mouth, but was rejected by Qi Hanzhou.
"No, I only eat what she picks for me."
While the two were talking, Yun Fu had already finished a mouthful of duck intestines and a piece of potato. She didn't have the time to listen to the two of them chatting about such useless things.
Qi Hanzhou didn't want to continue talking to Song Lingyun. He buried his head in the food in his bowl. When he finished, he called out to Yun Fu, "I've finished my bowl. Can you help me get some more?"
Yun Fu glanced at him and said, "Didn't Miss Song want to pick it up for you?"
"I will only eat what you pick up. If you find it troublesome, then I won't eat it." After Qi Hanzhou used this tactic of retreating to advance, Yun Fu could only continue to pick up food for him.
"Eat it! It's your favorite chicken. The skin has been peeled for you."
The interaction between the two was natural, yet revealed an indescribable intimacy.
Cui Lin's eyes darkened, and a barely perceptible sense of loss flashed across his eyes.
He originally thought that Qi Hanzhou didn't like Princess Yunfu at all, just as the rumors said. But now it seems that this is not the case. Qi Hanzhou was leaning towards Yunfu the whole time, and there was no sign of dislike or aversion at all.
On the contrary, he was quite distant from his so-called "sweetheart" Miss Song, as if they were not familiar with each other at all, let alone any feelings or sparks.
Song Lingyun hit a wall here and turned her attention to the table with the little dumplings.
The most important purpose of her coming here was not to make Qi Hanzhou like her, but to please Qi Mo, the little mute.
So she took the bowl and went over to the little dumplings.
He put his chopsticks into the pot, stirred it for a long time, picked up several pieces of meat, and put them into Qi Mo's bowl: "Xiao Mo, eat more."
Qi Yu frowned. He didn't like her behavior very much, but he also knew to save her some face.
But Qi Nian, the little girl, didn't understand the ways of the world. She said in a baby voice, "Sister Yun said that we can't use our own chopsticks to rummage around in the pot or on the plate to find food. It's very rude!"
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