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Chapter 34 A Jiu is here

Jiang Xiaohua helps grandma Qian wash mushrooms.

Most of the mushrooms Jiang Xiaohua picked up in the forest were meat mushrooms, trumpet mushrooms, and a small amount of Coprinus comatus.

These kinds of mushrooms are stewed with pheasant, and they taste very delicious.

You just have to clean it carefully, otherwise it will easily cause teeth to clutter!

Jiang Xiaohua is particularly particular about eating, so when she saw grandma Qian, she just washed it a few times and it was considered clean.

Jiang Xiaohua is worried about the taste.

"Grandma, leave the mushrooms to me to wash!"

Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Qian, tapped Jiang Xiaohua's forehead and said with a smile: "I'm a clever person. I think I want to say that grandma hasn't washed it well! Okay, I'll leave the mushrooms to you, but they have to be washed!"

"Promise to complete the task!" Jiang Xiaohua smiled.

The dirt on the outside of the mushroom had been cleaned by Qian. Jiang Xiaohua checked the bottom of the mushroom and planned to cut off the dirty part with a knife. She took the kitchen knife handed over by her grandma and looked at the one-inch-thick blade.

Jiang Xiaohua is indescribable.

Instead of cutting with this knife, it is faster to tear it with your hands.

Jiang Xiaohua's history knowledge is average.

But we also know that there was a Mrs. Xu during the Warring States Period. Don’t think that all people called Mrs. Xu were women. Mrs. Xu was actually a man and a burly swordsmith. His most famous work was the dagger used by Jing Ke to stab the King of Qin.

It is rumored that Mrs. Xu tied herself to Xianyang after Jingke assassinated the King of Qin, and was willing to be the King of Qin's craftsman slave for the rest of her life in exchange for her family's survival.

Since then, the Qin Palace has had many sharp weapons.

How did you get here? The knife looks like this!

Couldn't the blacksmith hammer a few more times?

Jiang Xiaohua thought depressedly, and would go to the creek and find a stone to polish it.

Jiang Xiaohua put the knife aside and tore it directly with her hands.

Then soak the mushrooms in water and clean them one by one.

After changing the water several times to make sure there was no dirt, I placed the mushrooms in a clay pot for later use.

Qian has already collected three pheasants.

Seeing Mrs. Qian pouring water into the pot, Jiang Xiaohua hurried over: "Nai, let me help you!"

"What? Want to try?"

Jiang Xiaohua nodded happily.

Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Qian gave way.

Lao Jiang's family doesn't have much money, but they really don't lack for food.

A big can of lard and a lot of salt.

Jiang Xiaohua prepared the wild onions and coriander, quickly shoveled a lump of lard into the pot, and used wild onions and chili peppers from the vegetable garden to stir-fry the pot.

Soon the fragrance swept through the entire kitchen.

The pheasant hasn't been cooked yet.

Mrs. Zhao, who was helping to light the fire, couldn't help but praise: "Ah! I still know how to eat it! Smell it, it's so fragrant!"

"Who will eat it?" Mrs. Jiang asked Qian.

Mrs. Zhao said: "That man in the backyard! He looks like a noble person at first glance. He must know a lot of ways to eat wild onions. No one here wants wild onions. I didn't expect them to be so fragrant when fried in lard!"

Jiang Xiaohua saw her grandma looking over and said quickly: "Nai, it was the person in the backyard who taught me."

Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Qian said oh.

Immediately after putting the mushrooms in the pot, I could smell the smell of meat.

Mrs. Liu washed the vegetables and came in, her nose twitching: "Why does it smell so fragrant?"

"I don't know! Xiaohua put the wild onions in lard and stir-fried them. It's very fragrant!"

Jiang Xiangwen took Gu Jiu back home and went straight to the backyard.

The backyard door is open.

Jiang Xiangwen pointed at Gu Jiu.

Gu Jiu stood outside the door and saw his master Ling Wenjing, the noble eldest son of his family, sitting on the edge of the Kang talking to a girl.

At this time, he was wearing patched gray clothes.

Gu Jiu couldn't help but raise her hands to wipe her tears.

When had his master ever worn such clothes?

Although the clothes worn on the prince could not conceal the unique noble aura of the prince!

but……

I feel so bad for Gu Jiu!

Gu Jiu, who was about to go in, suddenly paused.

He tightened his mouth tightly and made a sullen face.

Because Gu Jiu saw his master bending down to approach the girl with her back to him, smiling brightly, raising the corners of his lips, and talking to the girl with a very good attitude.

this……

Is it the cold-faced son of his family?

Yeah?

Yeah?

Could it be that I found the wrong one?

Seeing Gu Jiu stunned, Jiang Xiangwen, who was standing aside, raised his hand.

"Tuk tuk..."

There was a knock on the door.

Ling Wenjing raised her head and faced Gu Jiu's incredulous face. She coughed slightly and put away the smile on her face. A touch of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly calmed down.

It came quite quickly!

Just about to go out to work!

Ling Wenjing waved to Gu Jiu.

Gu Jiu ran over in a hurry: "Master!"

"Huh? What are you calling me? You can call me brother, no matter how big or small you are!"

Gu Jiu immediately changed his title: "Brother! Is your injury okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die!"

Gu Jiu stood beside Ling Wenjing tremblingly.

Although it was not Gu Jiu's fault, the master was injured because the people below him did not do a good job, including Gu Jiu.

Jiang Xiaohua turned around and said with a smile to Gu Jiu: "Is he really your brother? He looks nothing like you!"

The girl's voice is soft and childish, but her posture is graceful.

After the girl finished speaking, she approached Ling Wenjing and whispered another sentence in Ling Wenjing's ear.

The sound is too low, only the master can hear it.

Gu Jiu stared at Jiang Xiaohua's face in astonishment.

The girl's thin eyebrows were slightly raised, and a clear and soft smile appeared on her delicate face.

This is a farm girl!

right!

A junior member of Lao Jiang's family.

Jiang Xiangwen’s little niece.

But...how could she be so generous when facing herself, no! when facing the prince?

No tension is visible at all.

To describe it in one word...it's calm!

right!

This is what it feels like!

The key is how could she be so close to the prince! Aren't she afraid of beheading?

"What are you doing in a daze? Come here, I have something for you to do!" Ling Wenjing said to Gu Jiu.

When Gu Jiu heard that he was asked to do something, he was so excited that he almost cried.

The master finally put aside the past grudges and was willing to use him.

Gu Jiudian walked closer and saw his master holding a piece of bark in his hand.

"Ajiu, do you see clearly? I want bark like this..." Ling Wenjing turned her head to look at Jiang Xiaohua.

Jiang Xiaohua gestured with a smile.

"A basket full of bark like this!"

Gu Jiu felt that there seemed to be some problem with his understanding and hearing.

I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"Did you hear it clearly? Ah Jiu?"

"Ah? Listen...listen..."

Did you hear it clearly or did you not hear it clearly?

Gu Jiu himself couldn't tell, but Jiang Xiangwen, who was standing outside the door, came over, took the bark and said: "This is paper bark. There are many in the back mountains. Let me take you there!"

"Oh! Oh! Okay, thank you! Thank you very much!" Gu Jiu turned to leave.

"Ajiu, have you brought the things you were asked to bring?" Ling Wenjing asked again.

Gu Jiu's mind was already confused.

Didn't respond.

Jiang Xiaohua knows!

He leaned forward and was about to approach Gu Jiu to speak when Ling Wenjing calmly pulled him back.

Ling Wenjing looked at Gu Jiu with a cold face.

Gu Jiu was suddenly frightened and his heart jumped! His body subconsciously took a few steps back.

Quickly recall what was written on the letter.

What did the master want to bring?

Yes, silver!

Yes, it's silver. Gu Jiu quickly took out a bag containing silver ingots from his pocket and stuffed it into Ling Wenjing's hand without even seeing it clearly: "Brother, I'm going to the back mountain!"

When he walked to the front yard of Lao Jiang's house and smelled the aroma of rice in the yard, Gu Jiucai touched his belly belatedly.

By the way, he came all the way and hasn’t had lunch yet!


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