Xia Qianqian was stunned. Ji Zimo, who was walking in front, urged: "What are you looking at?"

"Oh? Nothing!" Women in ancient times did not participate in politics. These documents should be confidential, and she was not willing to meddle in them.

Xia Qianqian caught up with him, and the two quickly arrived at the front hall next door.

Qingfeng put the food box on the table and put things on the table one by one.

Eight dishes and one soup, the staple food is rice.

The two of them sat around the table and were about to start eating when Hebei's loud voice sounded in the courtyard, "Girl Xia, is she here?"

"Mr. He, you are here too." Geng Zhong's voice stopped him: "She went to have dinner with His Highness."

"What a coincidence, I haven't eaten either." Footsteps came towards the hall.

"Mr. He, let's eat here. Mr. Cao ordered everyone to come down."

Hebei's voice was strong, "I have something else to ask that girl."

"I'll ask after dinner, General He, come quickly."

The two chattered for a while before the noise dispersed.

Xia Qianqian held her chopsticks, a little embarrassed, "We have so many dishes, we can't finish them anyway, or..."

"No!" He had a bit of a stubborn temper and picked up a piece of meat for her with his chopsticks, "Eat it quickly."

"Oh!"

The two of them started eating mode.

No one spoke.

The ancients followed the principle of eating without talking or sleeping without talking.

Cuttlefish adhere to this point to the extreme.

Xia Qianqian is used to modern life. At the dinner table and wine table, she drinks and drinks. She eats with emotion, drinks with joy, talks, laughs and plays, and a pleasant atmosphere is the fun of eating.

There are eight dishes in total on the table, which are simple but not simple.

Shopkeeper Qiao knows the tastes of his master and Xia Qianqian very well.

So the eight dishes are divided into two parts.

Some of them are all vegetarian and light dishes, while the rest of the dishes are spicy.

The two of them also had a tacit understanding when eating, each eating their own favorite dishes.

However, this way of eating always feels a bit boring.

Two people had a meal together, but they couldn't comment or share what they ate.

Xia Qianqian thought slightly, picked up one of the spicy chicken nuggets, and handed it to his mouth.

A pair of autumn eyes looked at him and said earnestly: "Try it, it's delicious."

Ji Zimo looked slightly stunned and frowned, "I don't like spicy food."

"I promised you that on the first day when my hot and sour noodle shop opens, the first bowl of spicy sour noodle made by myself will be for you, but you don't like spicy food..."

She looked regretful, "When the time comes, if I make it and you can't eat it, wouldn't it mean that you have let down my good intentions?"

"It's better to try it now. Once you get used to it, you can appreciate the spicy taste."

She is a very eloquent person.

When persuading people, you can always find many reasonable reasons, which makes people have to soften their hearts.

What's more, put the chopsticks in front of his mouth.

This was the first time she picked up food for him and handed it to his mouth.

Ji Zimo hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and put the chicken pieces into his mouth.

Instantly, a spicy feeling rushed straight into the mouth and reached the throat, "Cough cough cough."

Unable to restrain himself, he coughed lightly.

"Is it so spicy?" Xia Qianqian suppressed a smile.

This is considered mildly spicy at best in modern times.

"Quick, rinse your mouth with herbal tea and eat a few more mouthfuls of rice, and you'll be fine." She picked up the tea cup from the table, and in a hurry, the cup she picked up was hers.

With the cup pressed against his lips, Ji Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her deeply.

That kind of look seems to have tempered the purest luster in the world and made it into a reflective mirror.

In that shiny new mirror, she saw her concerned eyes, and then she blushed, her eyes dodge, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She hurriedly stopped her hand and took back the tea cup. Unexpectedly, the young man stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Xia Qianqian's heart was beating wildly, and she was even more panicked.

"My mouth is very spicy, shouldn't I be asked to rinse my mouth?"

He held her wrist and hand, brought the tea cup to his mouth, took a sip of tea, and then signaled with his eyes.

Huh?

Xia Qianqian is in a circle.

Ah!

Xia Qianqian reacted.

She broke free from his hand, turned around, took out a mouthwash cup from the small table nearby, and handed it to his mouth again.

He spit out the sip of tea, rinsed his mouth a few more times, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Okay."

Xia Qianqian was holding her mouthwash, feeling very annoyed.

What did she just do and why was she asking for trouble?

She put the mouthwash cup aside, washed her hands again, and sat down at the table.

For a while, she felt that it was better to eat peacefully, so as not to end up being a waitress for others.

Unexpectedly, the people on the side had no intention of letting it go.

"This quick chicken nugget is delicious. I want to eat another piece. Ah!" He opened his mouth slightly and motioned for her to feed him again.

Such a request is really too much.

"You have hands and feet, you can eat what you want."

"You said it, you want to train me to eat spicy food so that I can be worthy of your big bowl of hot and sour noodles."

"It's okay if you don't want to eat it. I'll add a little less spiciness to you and eat vermicelli with soup stock. It'll be the same."

"But I also want to try some of the things you like to eat."

"If you want to try it, eat it yourself. I don't want to wait for others."

"You clearly enjoyed serving me just now."

"Who is willing to serve you?

"Who just brought food to me?"

Xia Qianqian: "..."

This person definitely did it on purpose.

She couldn't be nicer to him.

"Okay, eat, I'll feed you!" she said angrily, picking up a large piece of chicken and stuffing it into his mouth.

His mouth was stuffed so much that he said, "Eat quickly, eat every bite. Eat more and you'll be fine."

He didn't expect her to be so bold, and when he wanted to refuse, it was already too late.

The entire tongue cannot bend in the mouth, and can only be chewed reluctantly.

The spicy touch on his tongue filled the entire mouth, impacting his nasal cavity, and the spicy taste rushed straight into his eyes.

He winked before forcefully swallowing the food in his mouth.

My whole body was suddenly so hot that my eyes and cheeks turned red.

He was an elegant man. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he endured it without sticking out his tongue or looking for water to drink.

He was like an obedient baby. He wanted to give it a try as she said. Maybe he would be fine if he really ate too much.

Xia Qianqian, who was eating beside her, couldn't bear it anymore.

She took the initiative to pick up the herbal tea on the side, handed it over, and said, "Rinse your mouth."

"Don't rinse."

"Don't rinse? Isn't it spicy?"
To be continued...