Delicious Fairy Wife Chapter 3 A bowl of porridge in exchange for a promise (1)

On the day of departure, it was a cool cloudy day, and the wind blew on the body, which calmed people's anxiety. It was a very suitable day for traveling.

There are more than a dozen carriages, the first few are for people to ride on, the largest one is given to Wu Fang because they have a sick fifth master, one for Xiao Shura and his son Xiao Yinhe, one for Xiao Xingxing and the two girls, and three The aunts and aunts shared a carriage, and the carriages at the back were filled with belongings. Next to the carriage were ten sickle masters invited from the escort agency.

The birds who somehow got the news that the former Changping Marquis family was leaving today, well, they were early risers. In addition to watching the fun, they also wanted to set off firecrackers.

Although it is a bit inappropriate to say this, after all, although the family is in a low position, even if there is fun to watch, you should not be so happy, it will only add insult to injury, right?

However, they can do whatever they like.

Taking advantage of the twilight sky, the convoy quietly left the city gate of the capital.

The door of the former Marquis Mansion was slammed shut and heavily locked. I wonder if it will be reopened one day, or maybe someday a new master's house will be ushered in.

To the people in the capital, the departure of the Hou family is like a pebble thrown into a lake, causing ripples that will soon dissipate.

Isn't the most common thing in the capital just new things?

The journey from the capital to Leizhou in the south is not short, which is very difficult for women who have never traveled far.

As soon as they left the capital, after several days of driving, Xiao Xiuqi was the first to complain that he couldn't bear it. His body was already weak, and the bumpy journey meant that he couldn't sleep well. Unfortunately, he also caught wind and cold.

Feng Han is in this world, and if he doesn't get it right, he will be killed.

The carriage stopped at the tea shed on the official road to rest and drank the poor tea from the tea shed. I saw Mrs. Jiang and the young man Dashi in Xiao Xiuqi's carriage busy back and forth. The aunt Mo, who was sent over to see how the situation was, quietly When he came back, he shook his head at Xiaoxingxing, saying that the situation was not good, and then returned to the pile of aunts.

All the aunts were punished by Xiaoxing to kneel in front of the incense sticks. They usually knelt for two sticks of incense, one for one hour and two sticks for two hours. There was also an iron abacus under their knees. After being punished once, , all the aunts still had lingering fear of Xiao Xingxing, and they obeyed the advice and never dared to go east when told to go west.

Xiao Shura's face also looked heavy.

As the heir to the Marquis Mansion, he has not been close to him since he was a child, neither his second brother nor his concubine brothers. Only the fifth child accidentally fell into the water and fished him out of the lake himself. He has been constantly dealing with him. Show kindness to yourself.

It's a pity that Lao Wu fell into poor health after falling into the water. He spent more time lying in bed than walking around. In addition, he was busy and couldn't get close to him even if he wanted to, so he naturally became distant.

The title in the Marquis Mansion was gone, and he did not favor one over the other. Those who decided to leave gave generous money and their share of the property. Of course, there was no more, but he tried his best.

He asked Lao Wu why he didn't want to leave. He said that he was like his father.

This bastard, is he that old?

Phew, just follow if you like!

A heavy atmosphere permeated the air.

Traveling is already a lot of inconvenience, and if there is a patient traveling with you, it will be even worse.

Xiaoxing didn't say anything. He got up and borrowed the simple stove from the tea shed father. He gave him a penny and asked him for onion, ginger, vinegar, a small strip of meat, and a stick of green celery. He asked Bai Lu to get it from the carriage where the miscellaneous items were stored. Here comes a small bag of glutinous rice and two casseroles.

"What is the girl doing? Just tell the maid." In Bai Lu's knowledge, the girl has never cooked before, so it would be better not to burn down the kitchen.

Beauty also followed.

Xiaoxing directed Meimei to wash the casserole, wash the rice, and start making porridge.

Boil seven slices of ginger and glutinous rice together in a clay pot. After the water boils, add seven slices of green onion with beards. When the rice porridge is cooked, add half a cup of rice vinegar.

A strange smell came out.

As her nose swirled around the indescribable smell, Beauty took a deep breath. "Can you eat this porridge?"

"The fairy porridge cooked by my fifth uncle."

Meimei whispered the Buddha's name. Fortunately, it was not cooked for her.

However, is it really okay to eat such a strange thing? The fifth master is a patient. If something happens to him after eating this, the fifth wife will come and kill the girl...

"The taste is not very good, but eating it can drive away sweat and chills. Maybe it will help Uncle Wu to go to the next town and find a doctor." There is a town just beyond, and it should be possible to survive there.

When the porridge was cooked, Xiaoxing asked Meimei to deliver it to the fifth wife, and told her to drink the porridge while it was hot. After drinking, she should cover herself with a quilt and lie down quietly until she sweated.

The beauty looked at the casserole on the wooden plate with a complicated expression. This was cooked by their girl. The god couldn't eat it even if he wanted to, so she left with great momentum.

Xiao Xingxing looked at Bai Lu, who was a little pale, and said, "If you're fine, chop that piece of meat first, and I'll make some meat porridge."

Bai Lu quickly rolled up her sleeves and went to help. Is the girl addicted to cooking porridge? "My maid never knew that the girl could cook."

Xiaoxing washed another large casserole, handled the ingredients in her hands, and thought about it seriously, and then something flashed through her mind like lightning.

When did you start cooking and transforming ordinary ingredients into appetizing dishes?

Maybe she didn't like it that much at first, but she remembered that there was a man who just loved to eat the dishes she cooked herself. Even if she only knew how to cook porridge, he would never get bored.

It seemed that it was his birthday that year, so he ate a few more bites of the food she cooked, and he probably fell in love with it from then on.

Later, in order to watch him eat a few more bites of food, she immersed herself in it and developed good cooking skills.

It's a pity that such a life never comes...

These feather-like fragments of auspicious light just floated by quickly, and the man's face was enveloped in the clouds. She wanted to catch it, but she couldn't catch it or keep it.

Such a memory was too vague. She was stunned for a moment. How could she have such a memory?

"You will also try to see if this meat porridge can be eaten later."

Bai Lu felt suffocated for a while. It was difficult to answer this question. The fairy porridge just now had the disgusting smell of stinking ditches. How could this meat porridge be so delicious?

But after weighing the pros and cons, it is rare for a girl to be willing to cook. Should she be encouraged? Even if it's poison, she has to take it! So Bai Lu smiled and said, "Thank you, girl."

The rice and minced meat were mixed together, and soon they blended into a mouth-watering aroma. Xiaoxing cut the soaked bamboo shoots into cubes and sprinkled them with minced celery.

The only regret is that there are no mushrooms here, nor is there enough broth to support the flavor. It is not a complete meat porridge. However, this is a wild land on the official road, not the home of the Marquis, so it is just a way to cushion the stomach and make do with it. As long as you can eat it.

"Bring the porridge outside to quell everyone's hunger."

After three days of traveling, all the food we ate on the way was dry food brought from home. We took advantage of the opportunity to cook fairy porridge and let everyone eat some hot food.

Looking at this pot of porridge that was completely different from before, seeing Xiaoxing Xing walking out, Bai Lu picked up the casserole and went out too.

As soon as they arrived outside, Mrs. Jiang and Meimei also happened to come over from the carriage.

It turned out that Xiao Xiuqi had recovered from the fever and sweat after drinking the porridge cooked by Xiao Xingxing, and fell asleep.

Ms. Jiang's face was full of gratitude, but she didn't dare to come over and talk to Xiaoxing.

"Now that Uncle Wu has gone to bed, let's take the opportunity to rest for a while before hitting the road. Let's drink some porridge to warm our bellies." Xiaoxing said with a slight smile.

Jiang's face changed color instantly. She knows how good her husband is at serving her, but he has already tasted the unpleasant curses, and the terrible smell, which shows how unbearable it is. Now Xingxing has cooked another pot of porridge. Let them drink. Should they drink or not? It's so embarrassing!

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Xiao Shura asked casually, "Xing'er can also cook porridge?"

"Well," she responded, "the time is running out right now. It might be past noon when we get to the next town. Do you want some porridge to fill your stomach?"

This question made people very embarrassed. He said he was hungry. He ate a pancake on the carriage and said he was not hungry, but his stomach growled uncooperatively. However, for the first time, his daughter cooked porridge for him, and even if he added croton laxative, he would not eat it. Gotta swallow it!

"I'm really hungry right now." He patted his belly insincerely.

"If you don't mind, let's all come over and try it together. I've cooked a big pot, which is enough to eat." She looked at the aunts, Yuguan and Qinian who were staying away from each other and divided into two groups. It wasn't loud, but it was enough for them to hear.

As for the inlay masters, they have their own rules and prepare their own food.

The beautiful and elegant woman took out bowls of porridge from the casserole. The bowls were stoneware bowls borrowed from the old man in the tea shed. The white porridge floated with porridge oil, the rotten meat and the diced beans and bamboo shoots. Mrs. Jiang looked at it. This bowl of meat porridge is completely different from what my husband eats!

Xiao Shura took a big sip as if he was dead, and his expression was stunned.

Not only him, but everyone who drank the porridge had their tongues and lips curled up unconsciously.

Yuguan and Qinian, who considered themselves humble and did not dare to drink porridge with Xiao Shura even though they were holding bowls, took a second look at the porridge in their hands. They saw that it was just an ordinary bowl of meat porridge. Why did everyone have such expressions? Intriguing?

Yuguan was still a child. He didn't think as much as Qinian. At this time, his taste buds were washed by the soft glutinous rice mixed with rice grains. He couldn't help but admire, "It smells so good!"

Xiao Shura looked at the clean bottom of the bowl and felt embarrassed. Why did he just take a few sips and finish them all unconsciously?

Xiaoxing didn't notice what was going on here. Her attention was focused on the man walking towards the tea shed.

He is very young, too young to be true, but he is different from Yuguan's childish daughter. He has deep eyebrows and eyes that are hard to describe with pen and ink. But it can be said that he is young, and there is no youthful energy in his eyebrows. He is cold and indifferent, with a pair of eyes. His eyes were dark, and his tall and graceful figure was like a pine and cypress rising from the ground in the snow, silently carrying the frost that hit his face.

Xiao Shura followed his daughter's line of sight and looked over... It's over, this man is as handsome as the two men in his family. His daughter is looking at him intently at the moment. Could he have some inappropriate thoughts?

My daughter's habit of grabbing handsome men when she sees them has relapsed.

The man glanced at Xiaoxing and strode over to Xiaoxing, bowing to Xiao Shura. "There are no seats left. Would you mind sharing the table with us?"

It could be heard that his voice was as cold as his person, and they could also feel that he had tried his best to be "amiable", but everyone still felt that the temperature around him dropped rapidly by several degrees when he appeared.

Xiao Shura only nodded halfway, and the man sat opposite Xiao Xingxing, his dark eyes sweeping across Xiaoxing's left chest.

Behind the man, a young man dressed as an attendant concealed his surprise and quickly lowered his eyelashes.

The master never likes to get involved with others, especially women, and it is extremely rare for him to take the initiative to be flirtatious, let alone "dirty"... Oh no, he accidentally glanced at the girl's chest.

Could it be that the master took the wrong medicine? No way, everything was fine when they came down from Hanshan Temple. When they passed by here, they wanted to ride their horses directly, but the master said that he smelled the aroma of porridge and wanted to find out.

"Excuse me, sir, we are passing by here and we are hungry in the middle of the month. Can we buy some fruits to eat?" I don't know if it was the guard's misunderstanding. He always felt that the master had been waiting for his words for a long time.

Xiao Shura has never been a stingy person and smiled when he heard this. "We are destined to meet each other, but we don't have anything good, just a pot of meat porridge. If you don't dislike it, just use it."

"Uncle, this is not appropriate." Jiang, who had been sullen and like a quail, mustered up the only courage in his life and gave Xiao Shura a hint.

Even though they had just experienced the divorce crisis, Xingxing is a girl's family after all. It is okay for the girl to cook things by herself and for the family to eat at the same table. However, this young man is an outsider or a foreigner. If this news spread accidentally, she would jump into the Yellow River. Can't wash it off.

But does Xingxing, who has experienced many battles, still care about such an illusory thing as good reputation? I don't know how many times it has rolled in the Yellow River. According to the uncle's pampering attitude, even if Xingxing was an old aunt for the rest of his life, he would not say anything, but she would still say something that needed to be mentioned.

The man's seemingly careless glance at her breasts did not escape Xiao Xingxing's eyes. It turned out that he was a noble man with good looks on the outside but bad things on the inside. It was a pity that he had such a good appearance.

The girl was slightly mocking. "It is an honor for this pot of meat porridge that the porridge I cooked can be liked by the young master. I wonder what the young master would like to exchange for it?"

Bartering with money is a transaction, and there are no problems that Jiang worried about.

There was a slight change in the man's indifferent expression, but how could a bowl of porridge turn into a situation where he needed to spend money to buy it?

"What do you think, girl?"

"I won't charge too much, just give me a thousand taels of silver."

The guard's round eyes widened. A bowl of humble porridge costs one thousand taels of silver. Why don't you grab it faster?

When the master goes out, he needs to take money with him, and there is no need to give his name. If he stands out with such magnanimity, anyone can guess it. The master doesn't carry any money with him. Although his guard does, he doesn't have more than a hundred taels in his purse at most. He really has to pay for a thousand taels.

Not coming out.

Both Xiao Shura and Jiang felt that Xiao Xingxing was a lion with a big mouth.

"If you think it's not worth it, Master, the tea shed also provides simple meals, and the price is cheap." Xiao Xingxing doesn't have many advantages. Among the several advantages, one of them is that he doesn't force people.

The guard wanted to say a few words for his master. The master was not an ordinary person. One thousand taels, worth or not, was just a banknote. But before he could help, the girl next to the girl curled her lips and said -

"This young master looks like a decent person. He doesn't even have a thousand taels of silver on him, right?"

The waiter had the urge to take off the girl's head and play it with a ball.