While Krich, Amina and his wife were talking in low voices, Master Liu's shouts suddenly sounded not far away.
"Brother Crich."
When Krich heard the sound, he immediately turned around and looked towards Young Master Liu.
"Excuse me, Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"
When Liu Mingzhi saw Krich turning to look at him, he smiled and pointed at the dry firewood at his feet.
"Brother Krich, let Liu Song say it. I really don't have enough firewood here to burn it. If you can help me, go and bring me some more firewood."
After hearing Young Master Liu's explanation, Krich smiled and nodded hurriedly, then hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and trotted towards Liu Song and others who were chopping firewood.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Liu, please wait a moment. I'll send you the firewood right now."
Creech looked so happy that he didn't look like he was going to pick up firewood at all. Instead, he looked like he had been entrusted with some important task.
In fact, for Krich, the fact that he was sent to collect firewood by Dashao Liu was an important task entrusted to him.
At this time, he knew very clearly in his heart that he was one step closer to completely integrating into the circle of Young Master Liu and the others, as well as into the circle of Dalong Celestial Dynasty.
Amina looked at her husband's figure trotting away quickly, with a faint smile flashing in her watery eyes.
At this moment, she was sincerely happy for her husband.
After Krich made three trips back and forth, Young Master Liu felt that the firewood was enough, and he waved to Krich with a smile.
"Brother Krich, that's enough, that's enough. You can stop."
"Hey, okay, I understand.
Mr. Liu, you burn it first, and if it’s not enough, you can just say hello to me again.”
"Okay, I understand."
"Yeah, yeah."
Liu Mingzhi asked Krich to help carry firewood, which was a beginning for Krich.
Krich nodded to Young Master Liu with a smile on his face, then immediately turned his body and looked around at Song Qing, Zhang Kuang and others who were burning fire on the left and right sides.
"Brother Song, Shuai Zhang, and Shuai Nangong, if any of you don't have enough firewood to burn, just ask me to send you firewood."
"Okay, okay, for my brother's sake, I will thank you in advance."
"Okay, if necessary later, Brother Lowridge will be there."
"It should, it should."
After Keric responded cheerfully, he slowly squatted on the ground, then reached out to pick up some dry firewood from a distance and piled them little by little at Young Master Liu's feet.
After Liu Mingzhi saw Krich's behavior, he chuckled and shook his head.
"Brother Krich, I can reach this young master just by leaning forward a little. You don't need to work any harder."
"Hehe, hehe, Mr. Liu, if you are idle, you are idle. It's just a matter of convenience."
"Hahahaha, okay."
After about half a cup of tea, with the cooperation of Young Master Liu, Qi Yun and others, all the dumplings were out of the pot.
When Qi Yun saw Cheng Kai, Feng Buer, Chu Jing and the others had taken away all the dumplings, she looked at the man who was burying the unburned firewood in the stove into the ashes with a smile.
Mr. Liu.
"Husband, after you and your eldest brother, uncle, and uncle wash your hands, go over and eat dumplings.
My sisters, please prepare some dumpling soup before we go over."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with a smile, gently patted the dust on his hands, and slowly stood up from the small bench under him.
"Okay, okay, my husband knows."
Qi Yun smiled lightly, nodded her head twice, and immediately started to ladle the dumpling soup from the big pot.
After Liu Mingzhi casually cleaned up the sawdust on his clothes, he turned around and walked slowly towards the water basin a few steps away.
Upon seeing this, Song Qing, Zhang Kuang and others immediately set out to follow.
After a while, Mr. Liu and his group came to the tables and chairs where steaming dumplings had already been placed.
After Liu Mingzhi sat down on the main seat, he smiled and waved gently to everyone present.
"Okay, everyone, stop standing around and sit down quickly to eat dumplings.
Food like dumplings must be delicious when they are hot right out of the pan."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Song Qing, Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye and the others thanked them in unison, they immediately lowered their heads and looked at the rice bowl on the table.
Immediately, Song Qing and other senior men deliberately avoided the exquisitely patterned rice bowl, and then casually picked up a bowl of dumplings with unknown fillings.
Everyone in Song Qing Dynasty knew that those rice bowls with exquisite patterns were used by Young Master Liu, Qi Yun, the third princess, Xiao Keai and their entire family.
Therefore, they, who are ministers, naturally have to avoid these jobs.
If Mr. Liu was the only one, they wouldn't need to care about their job.
Especially Song Qing, Cheng Kai, Feng Buer, and Ning Chao, who are brothers in life and death, will most likely deliberately steal Young Master Liu's job.
However, because Qi Yun, the third princess, Xiaocutie and their mother and daughter also ate together, it was natural for them all to do this.
Because of Song Qing's low-pitched reminder, Mrs. Creech and her son also deliberately avoided those rice bowls when serving dumplings.
After Liu Mingzhi picked up the pot and poured a glass of wine, he looked at Liu Song, Du Yu, brothers Sun Mingfeng and others with a smile.
"Liu Song, Du Yu, I've made enough dumplings today, so you can sit down together."
"Hey, thank you young master."
"Yes, thank you, Marshal."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine. He picked up the rice bowl in front of him with one hand and gestured casually with chopsticks in the other.
"As the saying goes, dumplings are like wine. The more you eat, the better.
We have dumplings, drinks, and all kinds of dipping sauces prepared for you, just do whatever you want."
"Yes, thank you Your Majesty."
Liu Mingzhi nodded happily and immediately picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.
"Husband, the dumpling soup is here."
Liu Mingzhi heard the sound and turned to look at Qi Yun who was walking towards him. The three princesses and the sisters hissed and swallowed the fragrant dumplings in their mouths, and immediately pointed to the chairs next to them with their chopsticks.
"Okay, okay, you sisters, please take your seats quickly.
Just put the dumpling soup aside, whoever wants to drink it can just serve it themselves."
"Hey, my sisters know it."
After Qi Yun, the Third Princess, Qi Ya, and the Queen took their seats one after another, Yun Xiaoxi walked towards the table where his father Yunchong was sitting, holding a bowl of dumplings in one hand.