When Chu Qiao followed the direction to find Mao Daqiu and the others, Mao Daqiu happened to be looking for her too. However, out of the dozen or so people who came together, Mao Daqiu was the only one left. I wonder where the others went?
"Where are the others?" Chu Qiao looked behind Mao Daqiu strangely. She had only been out for a while, but why were they all gone?
"Don't worry about them, you come with me."
Mao Daqiu was not angry because Chu Qiao avoided him, but his attitude was very good.
"Shall we go back now?" Chu Qiao asked in a low voice.
"You can't go back yet. I haven't finished reading yet. I asked you to follow. Just follow. Why so much nonsense?" Mao Daqiu rolled his eyes at Chu Qiao.
"I'm just asking..."
Chu Qiao lowered her head, knowing that Mao Daqiu didn't feel so comfortable when she avoided Mao Daqiu just now, so it would be better to speak less.
Mao Daqiu lifted his feet and walked north. As he walked, he suddenly said something.
"Chunxiang, please marry me as your wife."
"ah?"
Chu Qiao was startled by these words and remained speechless for a while.
"Ordinary palace daughters have to leave the palace when they reach the age. When you go out, can you find someone better than me?" Mao Daqiu said again.
Chu Qiao smiled awkwardly. She really didn't know what to say, but she had to say it.
"My mother, my mother said, let me go back. She has already made arrangements for her. I will listen to my mother." Chu Qiao thought that what she said was tactful enough. It didn't count as rejecting him in person, but it meant giving him face.
But Chu Qiao didn't expect that Mao Daqiu twitched his nose and his voice was choked.
"I just like you, can't you like me too?"
Hearing his voice so sad, Chu Qiao also felt a little awkward. In fact, she was not Li Chunxiang at all, but Chu Qiao, a fugitive. Once the matter was revealed and her identity was revealed, everyone who had anything to do with her would die.
"I can't, you'd better make other plans." Chu Qiao declined in a low voice.
"This is your decision, don't regret it."
Mao Daqiu sniffed heavily, as if he had decided to give up. After saying that, he strode towards the north.
Chu Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. It would be nice if he could figure it out. In fact, there was another person in the imperial dining room who liked him very much, namely Jade. If Chef Mao didn't pay attention to a woman's appearance and Jade liked him so much, the two of them would definitely be happy in the future.
After walking for a while, Chu Qiao felt something was wrong. As she walked further north, there were no sheep except for a place that looked like a warehouse. Maybe it was because she was closer to the forest, and she could already hear the whistling of the wind.
"Chef, where are we going? Why not go back and catch up with the others? Maybe it's still too late." Chu Qiao reminded Chef Mao.
"I asked you to follow, so you followed, so much nonsense, are you the chef now, or am I the chef?"
Mao Daqiu turned around and glared at Chu Qiao. He no longer looked as sad as before, but had a fierce look on his face.
Chu Qiao immediately closed her mouth, but her eyes were still looking around. Supervisor Shang Shi left with his people, and several chefs also knew where they had gone. The horses that were once tied to the fence were also missing.
There were only a few soldiers and livestock managers left in the livestock farm.
For some reason, Chu Qiao felt a little worried.
"I will take good care of you in the future." Mao Daqiu said something incomprehensible again.
"Thank you, chef." Chu Qiao frowned. When she looked up, the warehouse had arrived. Chef Mao stood outside the door and opened the door of the warehouse. A scent of grass wafted out from inside.
"Do we want to see the forage?" Chu Qiao asked doubtfully, but her steps stopped.
"The quality of this mutton also depends on the feed. As a chef, you can't let others bring you any meat." Mao Daqiu said as he looked inside.
There is a lot of space in the warehouse, and only half of the fodder is left. There are also some feeding beans scattered on the ground. I think I accidentally spilled some and didn't have time to put them away.
"Go in and take a look. What kind of grass are these? If you want to work in the imperial kitchen, you have to know everything." Mao Daqiu ordered.
"I'm not familiar with some materials." Chu Qiao lowered her eyes, really unwilling to go in.
"If you don't know how to study, I will teach you. I have lived on the grassland for several years." Mao Daqiu explained.
"Have you ever lived on the grassland?"
Chu Qiao perked up when he heard this. So, he should be very familiar with the food on the grassland?
"So, you have to learn from me."
Mao Daqiu glanced at Chu Qiao with a very natural expression. He walked in first and kicked the beans on the ground.
"These beans are also the northernmost ones. They are big and round."
Seeing that Mao Daqiu looked very concerned about this warehouse, Chu Qiao's doubts were eliminated and she finally walked in.
The grass in the warehouse is all dry, but with a bit of greenness. It should have been cut and dried while the grass was still green.
"These grasses are half-grown alfalfa, which is considered good grass for feeding sheep at this time."
In addition to these dry alfalfa, Chu Qiao also unexpectedly saw some bundles of grass, mixed with some grassland grass. Seeing these rare grasses, she was very excited and called Mao Daqiu to take a look.
"Look at these mugworts. You should have seen them before, but I can only see some dry ones."
Chu Qiao pulled out one with all her strength and handed it to Mao Daqiu. She found that Mao Daqiu was not on the other side of the haystack. When she turned around to look, she found that he had walked to the door, closed the warehouse door, then turned around and looked at her.
He looked over with shame.
"Close, close the door for what?"
Chu Qiao dropped the mugwort in her hand and dropped it to the ground. She stared at the door of the warehouse and took a step back uneasily. It was a completely subconscious behavior. She wanted to find something to protect herself. Within sight,
There is nothing but hay.
Moreover, in addition to a large front door, this warehouse only has a small back door. In this winter, the north wind is not strong, so it should be locked. If Mao Daqiu has bad intentions, she really has no way out.
"No, there's nothing to see. Let's go back."
Chu Qiao said in a panic, hurriedly bypassed Mao Daqiu, and walked quickly towards the door of the warehouse. She blamed herself for being too careless and believing Mao Daqiu's lies. He was not here to see hay at all, but
If you have evil intentions towards her, this guy is also the chef in the imperial kitchen, and he dares to insult the palace maid here.
But before Chu Qiao could reach the door, Mao Daqiu rushed over and grabbed her arm.
"You've already come in, where are you going?"
This action showed that Mao Daqiu was indeed lustful.
"Mao Dashong, you are shameless! Let me go!"
Chu Qiao struggled hard, but this guy was very fat and very strong, so she couldn't get away no matter what.