In the early years, there were rumors that Prince Li had a wide range of hobbies and dabbled in many things. He seemed to be also interested in some male prostitutes...
Thinking of this, Xue Yun's goosebumps stood up all over his body. He opened Li Danqing's hand and subconsciously placed the spear in front of him with his other hand: "What are you going to do!"
At this time, the two of them had already walked to the warehouse of Dafengyuan. Li Danqing did not notice anything unusual about Xue Yun. He just opened the warehouse and pointed at the large amount of rice stored in the warehouse, and then said: "Moving things! Carry these three bags... well, forget it, five bags of rice to the kitchen."
Xue Yun was stunned. This was the first time he came to the warehouse of Dafengyuan. Looking at the rice bags piled up like a mountain in the warehouse, he blinked and said in confusion: "So much food? Are you hoarding military rations in preparation for rebellion? ?"
"I want you to move things!" Li Danqing cursed angrily, then picked up two bags of grain that were slightly larger than his own body and walked toward the kitchen.
Seeing this, Xue Yun came to his senses. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Li Danqing's attitude of treating him as a coolie, he still picked up the rice bag and followed Li Danqing.
The two came to the kitchen, Xue Yun unloaded the rice bag, looked at Li Danqing who was putting a big pot on the stove in front of him, frowned and asked: "Can we just cause such a big battle? "
The large pot that Li Danqing found in the kitchen obviously didn't match the stove in Dafengyuan. Li Danqing fiddled with it for a while before placing it securely on the stove.
Then he turned to look at the confused Xue Yunyan and said: "After winter, there is heavy snow in Yingshui County. Many people in Dafeng City have lost their livelihood. Every day, I ask Xiaoxiao to cook some rice porridge and send it to the city. Distribute it to the people in the city."
"But my son is too old to stay. He can't move when he sees a beautiful girl. He was abducted by Bai Zhiluo. Doesn't it have to be done by the two of us?"
Li Danqing's words made Xue Yun's eyes widen. In the past three months since winter, due to the Yangshan Competition, the disciples of Dafeng Academy have been practicing with great concentration. In addition, the city has been closed due to heavy snow, and there are few people in Dafeng City. It was pitiful that the disciples had hardly ever been out of Da Feng City. Although they occasionally heard that there seemed to be a great benevolent man in Da Feng City who gave out porridge every day, they never took it to heart. Xue Yun never thought that that great benevolent man would be in front of him. This obscure Li Danqing.
"But, why have I never seen Xiaoxiao bring this porridge out?" But soon, a new question came to Xue Yun's mind, and he frowned and asked again.
"We all went there in the morning, and you are all still sleeping! That kid is a fool, so I asked him to call some people to help him. He said that you are working hard every day in practice, so I took care of it. , I rush to give porridge before you wake up every day, just to avoid letting you see me and come back to help me, which will delay your practice." Li Danqing said in a deep voice, and when he mentioned that silly guy, he couldn't help but smile. Rise slightly.
Xue Yun felt warm after hearing this, but immediately realized something was wrong. He looked up at Li Danqing and asked strangely: "But we don't know. You shouldn't know. Why don't you help?"
This question made Li Danqing look a little embarrassed. He laughed dryly and said: "Ahem, my dean is busy with many things. He has to plan your practice plan every day, and also think about the future revitalization of Yangshan. Naturally, he doesn't have time."
How could Xue Yun believe his lies, but he didn't expose them
, but he sincerely sighed: "I didn't expect you to be a kind person."
"What a bastard! Those unscrupulous people just took some money from me last time, so they clamored to file a complaint. I don't care about their life or death, I just don't want to cause trouble. Besides, these rice grains are also required.
It’s not much money.” Faced with Xue Yun’s compliment, Li Danqing didn’t care and said harshly.
Xue Yun shook his head, but he was used to Li Danqing's sharp-tongued and stubborn temper. But then Li Danqing changed the subject and said: "Okay! It's getting late! Let's do something for the Chinese New Year today.
Give the white rice to those unruly people!"
After Xue Yun understood the whole story, he naturally would not refuse. He nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped forward, ready to help.
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Half an hour passed.
Xue Yun, who was holding the shovel in his hand like a knife, frowned and looked at the iron pot in front of him.
The firewood under the stove was burning brightly, and the rice grains in the iron pot were beating at the fierce temperature. Black smoke rose along with a burning smell.
Li Danqing came over, looked at the miserable state in the pot, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure you really don't need to add water? I remember Xiaoxiao seemed to have said that you need to add water to cook porridge... He himself seemed to have summed up a number
Here is a table showing how much water should be mixed with rice to make the most delicious rice porridge..."
Xue Yun lowered his brows and looked at Li Danqing: "Of course you need to add water when cooking porridge, but didn't you say that we will make white rice for them today? If there is water in the porridge, of course we need to add water, but is there water in the white rice?"
Li Danqing thought carefully after hearing this, and found that there really seemed to be no water in the rice.
"But, I think if we continue cooking like this, we won't be able to cook the white rice we usually eat, right?" Li Danqing looked at the increasingly thick black smoke in the pot and asked again uncertainly.
The two people who had no hands on Yang Chun Shui fell into a deep silence at this time.
"How about putting some oil in and try it?" Li Danqing suddenly said.
Xue Yun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said: "It makes sense! After all, it seems that cooking requires oil!"
After saying this, he found a large bowl of vegetable oil that Wang Xiaoxiao had prepared from a box on the side.
"What's the appropriate amount?" He looked at Li Danqing and asked.
Li Danqing looked at the huge number of rice grains in the iron pot, thought for a moment, and said: "With so much rice, you need a big bowl of oil, right?"
"It makes sense! The heroes see the same thing!" Xue Yun nodded heavily, and then poured all the bowl of oil in his hand into the pot.
At this moment, the bottom of the iron pot has been burned red by the firewood. When the oil hits the pot, it is like thunder from the sky stirring up the earth fire. There is a crackling sound in the iron pot where the black smoke was billowing just now. Li Danqing and Xue Yun stepped forward, nervously
He looked at the situation in the pot. After a short wait, charred rice grains and hot vegetable oil splashed out of the pot like a volcanic eruption.
The two of them were caught off guard and were splashed in the face by these hot things.
Screams of pain resounded in the kitchen, and the two people ran around in the room with their faces in their hands. The kitchen door was closed by someone in the crowd, and the two people, who could hardly escape, screamed in the kitchen.
Waves of heart-rending screams.
In the small courtyard outside the kitchen, Xiao Hei, who was working hard on Xiao Hong, looked up at the figure in the kitchen and blinked.
, cackled, and threw himself into the battlefield again.
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Finally, before it got dark, the two of them, who had been busy all day, finally chose to compromise. They honestly cooked two large barrels of porridge and rice, and pushed them on a wooden cart to the entrance of the street where Wang Xiaoxiao was serving porridge.
The hungry refugees who had been waiting there swarmed around, saying thanks and reaching out to take the rice and porridge.
It was probably because of the New Year's Eve. Although the weather was cold, there were still many pedestrians on the street. The pedestrians pointed at Li Danqing and Xue Yun, but it was not just because of the two people's behavior of giving porridge, but also because of their actions.
Because the two people giving porridge today seemed a little different from the usual ones.
He wasn't as fat as that guy, and he didn't look stupid when he hit him. At the critical moment, the two of them were mysteriously holding sackcloth on their faces, with only their eyes exposed.
There were many people living in poverty in Dafeng City, so the porridge was not finished until Xu Shi. By then, it was already dark, and some children lit firecrackers on the street, and some also set off fireworks.
A gust of night wind blew off the linen cloth covering their faces. Under the linen cloth, their faces were covered with dense blisters from burns.
The children who were setting off firecrackers nearby were so frightened when they saw what the two of them looked like that they fell down in the snow and burst into tears. The elders on the side quickly picked up the children and hurried away as if they were hiding from the plague.
go.
Xue Yun and Li Danqing smiled bitterly to themselves, quickly wrapped their faces in linen cloth, and were about to leave.
"Excuse me, are you Li Danqing, the dean of Dafeng Academy?" At this moment, a crisp voice came.
Li Danqing was startled, and looked at the owner of the voice, who was actually a seven or eight-year-old boy. He was wearing a thick and ill-fitting cotton-padded jacket, which was obviously modified from an adult's clothes, and he had a certain amount of hair on his head.
Although he was wearing a felt hat, even though he was so fully armed, the little guy's cheeks were still red from the cold. Li Danqing was a little strange, nodded and asked: "I am, what's wrong?"
The child rummaged through the bag he was carrying and finally took out a letter and handed it to Li Danqing: "I am a schoolboy from the post house in Da Feng City. This is your letter."
"Huh?" Li Danqing was stunned when he heard this and took the letter. He secretly wondered that there would be people in this world who would send letters to him? Also, there seems to be no inn in Da Feng City, right? When he was confused, he wanted to ask, but the child
He ran away and disappeared from here.
Li Danqing felt strange, so he simply opened the letter and took a look.
I did the math, and if there is no time difference, this letter should be delivered before the new year.
If not, I will teach the Tianjian Division a lesson for managing the intelligence of Yingshui County.
I haven’t seen you for several months. How is your son?
Master has always loved me, and I have not been punished for overdue this time. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry.
It's cold in the north, so the prince remembers to put on more clothes. Although the various courtyards in Yangshan have ulterior motives, the prince has the holy will by his side, so there is no need to worry. However, one must be cautious in words and deeds to prevent being resented by villains.
It's hard to express my feelings in writing, so here's the summary.
May your son be well and see you again.
Sincerely, Xia Xianyin.
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Li Danqing read the handwriting in the letter, grinned, looked up into the night, and said softly.