Chapter 29 Want to take the pot away
Lin Zhiyi was so angry that if she hadn't tasted it just now, she would have believed it.
She had spent a long time stewing this, yet he actually said that the result of someone else's cooking was just okay.
She wasn't bragging, many of the seasonings in her space were not available in this era, and the meat stewed with spiritual spring water was even more delicious than the one cooked by the chef of the inn she had stayed in before.
Lin Zhiyi was about to leave with the bowl in hand.
Li Wenjing winked at Zhu Sheng.
Zhu Sheng immediately understood and hurriedly stopped Lin Zhiyi.
"Ms. Lin, we clearly agreed that you would borrow our pot and share a bowl of your stewed meat with us. Why did you change your mind after you finished using the pot?"
"Thank you for lending me your pot, but your master said that the meat I cooked is not tasty, so please don't treat him too badly."
Li Wenjing’s face was full of question marks: “…”
When did he say it wasn't tasty? He just used to say...
Well, blame him!
Li Wenjing reluctantly changed the subject and said, "The dishes cooked by Miss Lin are very delicious."
Lin Zhiyi put down the bowl and said, "This is pretty good. Master Li has tasted it too. Isn't the food I cooked good?"
Li Wenjing gestured for her to continue.
"There are two of you, and I'm afraid this bowl of chicken isn't enough. Give me ten steamed buns, and I'll give you another bowl of meat. How about that?"
Zhu Sheng looked at Li Wenjing and heard Li Wenjing say, "Give it to her."
"master……"
Zhu Sheng was somewhat reluctant.
This dry food was what he planned to eat on the road.
The official was also given dry food, although it was also made of white flour, but he did not dare to give it to his master.
It's always better to be careful.
Li Wenjing glanced at Zhu Sheng, and Zhu Sheng stopped talking. He reluctantly opened the bundle and took out two packages of white flour buns wrapped in oil paper.
Lin Zhiyi was delighted and quickly took the steamed bun. "Thank you. We don't have any extra bowls right now. When you're done eating, you can go over and get another bowl."
These ten white flour buns are enough for their family to eat.
Steamed buns with stewed chicken and mushrooms. Although dinner was a little late today, I could still have a full meal.
After Lin Zhiyi left, Li Wenjing couldn't wait to pick up the meat and start eating. Zhu Sheng was very surprised. When did his master become so spineless?
Even when facing the emperor, he would not change his words.
You changed for this bowl of meat?
Li Wenjing didn't explain, but just said, "You try it too."
Lin Zhiyi passed by the Jinwu Guards and called out, "Brother Zhao, come over and have dinner. The meat is ready."
Zhao Zhan waved his hand, "No need, it was just a piece of cake."
Although Zhao Zhan said so, he had smelled the fragrance when Lin Zhiyi lifted the lid of the pot just now, and the roundworms in his stomach had been aroused long ago. He still wanted to eat a bowl, even if it was just two pieces.
At Lin Zhiyi's enthusiastic invitation, Zhao Zhan finally agreed.
The other Jinwu Guards could only look on with envy.
The officers were fine, as this was not the first time they had escorted prisoners. However, because there were benefits along the way, they were no longer surprised by the hardships they endured during their exile.
But these Jinwu Guards are different, as it is their first time escorting prisoners.
If there wasn't a prince in the team, they wouldn't have been given this task.
This time, they were responsible for protecting the deposed crown prince. Their mission would be completed only when they sent him safely to Fangzhou.
They didn't feel tired, but they felt depressed because they could only eat a few steamed buns on the road all day.
The aroma of food wafting from the Lin family's side made them swallow their saliva involuntarily, regretting that they didn't help Lin Zhiyi chop some meat so that they could have some to eat.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. If there is a next time, they will definitely lend a hand.
Before Lin Zhiyi reached the stove, she heard a quarrel.
It sounded like Uncle Lin was arguing with his two brothers.
Seeing from afar that his second uncle wanted to take the iron pot away, Lin Zhiyi hurriedly quickened his pace.
When I got to her, I heard Uncle Lin's shameless words, "Your grandmother wants to eat meat, how dare you disrespect her?"
Lin Xiuyan was so angry that his face turned blue. "Second Uncle, how dare you say such things? Grandmother and your second and third wives have money and food, but have you ever thought about us, the first wife?"
"How is that the same? Your grandmother is the elder, so when we have food, we should honor the elders first."
Lin Zhiyi also came to the front, "The old lady herself is not stingy, but she wants the younger generation to pretend to be filial sons and grandsons. Second uncle, what's the logic behind this?
When you two wives ate white flour cakes, we could only eat the black flour buns given by the officials. Lu'er cried and asked for food. As the elders, what's wrong with you giving her a bite? How can you hit her?"
The original owner was usually like this. She hated the greed of the second and third wives the most, and she didn't want to suffer any loss in front of the elders of the second and third wives.
At this moment, Uncle Lin did not doubt her.
I feel that what Lin Zhiyi said this time was clear and different from the past.
Uncle Lin glared at her and said, "After all, she is an elder and should be respected."
Lin Zhiyi: "This is foolish filial piety. She tore down the high wall of generational distinctions with her own hands, yet she demands that the younger generation continue to bow to the ruins. Don't even think about it!"
Lin Xiuyan couldn't help but applaud.
Because of the upbringing they received since childhood, they have formed mental constraints. Although they are unwilling to do it, they are somewhat passive because of the pressure of filial piety.
But the younger sister's words reminded them that, yes, one should not be blindly filial.
Then Uncle Lin said, "This is your grandmother's order. I must take the meat away."
"Don't even think about it!"
Lin Zhiyi, Lin Xiuran and Lin Xiuyan spoke almost at the same time.
"I caught the chicken and cooked the dish. The old woman who wanted to strangle me wants to eat the meat I stewed and even wants to take the pot away. Isn't she afraid of choking to death?"
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