Zhao Yiyun saw the snacks and candies that Qiu'er bought, and his heart suddenly felt moved, he opened a food box casually, took a piece of toffee from it and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet milk fragrance slid down his throat, and the whole person seemed to be sweet.

"Du Langjun really has a heart, it takes a lot of effort to do so much." Zhao Yiyun closed the lid of the food box and said with a smile in his eyes.

"But no, Du Langjun heard that you were leaving tomorrow, so he went into the kitchen, and kept making these snacks and candies until he was just a little one to stop when he came over, and even his body was stained with the smell of sugar, and he was changing his clothes at this time." Qiu'er immediately said sweetly, wanting to invite Du Qiyue for a credit in front of Zhao Yiyun.

Qiu'er used to go out and run around, and he still had a little eye to see people, these days he has been around Du Qiyue all day long, and he serves with all his heart, so he can't see that Du Qiyue is interesting to Zhao Yiyun, he likes Du Qiyue, the temporary master, and is naturally willing to say good things for him.

"Du Langjun didn't bother a lot along the way, I thanked him well." Zhao Yiyun said, but he felt a little pity in his heart, because now in addition to some money, he didn't know how to thank Du Qiyue, but just to give money, he felt that he couldn't help but insult Du Qiyue, just because Zhao Yiyun knew that Du Qiyue had worked hard to make food for him along the way, and it was all out of sincerity, not for the reward of money.

If Du Qiyue didn't think about Zhao Yiyun, he would naturally hope to get something in return, and it would naturally be best to give money. But now that he has a mind on Zhao Yiyun, even if he knows that this mind is hopeless, he naturally doesn't want Zhao Yiyun to return anything, as long as Zhao Yiyun is happy.

Xiao Er quickly brought the dishes up, and Du Qiyue came over not long after. On weekdays, for convenience, Du Qiyue wears short shirts and pants, but this time she wears them formally. He was wearing a gauze hat, wearing thick-soled boots, and a brand-new jade-colored robe, covered with a plain white half-sleeve, with a few orchids embroidered on the half-sleeves.

When Zhao Yiyun saw Du Qiyue's appearance, he somehow felt a strange feeling in his heart, which he had never tasted, but it made his heart beat a little faster. Since Zhao Yiyun became a brother, in addition to the soldiers, small servants and the people he met on the road, only Wu Mingyao and Du Qiyue were left. In addition to these two people, the others are basically ordinary people, such people Zhao Yiyun will definitely not pay attention to the slightest, but Wu Mingyao and Du Qiyue can be called rare good-looking people, for good-looking people, Zhao Yiyun will naturally pay attention to them inadvertently, this attention comes and goes, and there are some changes in his heart unconsciously, especially when he is still affected by drugs, and his psychological feelings have changed much more obviously than normal.

Wu Mingyao is Zhao Yiyun's cousin, and Zhao Yiyun has treated him as a brother since he was a child, and of course he will not have anything other than brotherly affection for him. But Du Qiyue is different, Du Qiyue can be said to be the first foreign man that Zhao Yiyun has really come into contact with since he became a brother, and Du Qiyue has good looks and good skills, and he silently cares about him when he is so vulnerable, obviously a scholar and cooks snacks for him again and again to please him, Zhao Yiyun can't think about it too much.

When Mama Shu Ci saw Du Qiyue dressed like this, she knew that he was very fond of Zhao Yiyun, and saw that Zhao Yiyun was looking at Du Qiyue in a daze, so she deliberately joked: "How can Du Langjun dress so carefully, it seems that he is going to come to chant poetry and paint." ”

"It should have been." Du Qiyue smiled embarrassedly, thinking that although he was confident in his craft, the result was not something he could predict, if he couldn't go to Dadu, then this would be the last time he and Zhao Yiyun would meet, and he naturally had to leave the best impression on Zhao Yiyun.

"Zhao Gongzi, the weather is hot, and the dim sum will not be long in coming, I made some more candies, and you can eat them on the road to relieve your boredom, but I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Zhao Yiyun retracted his somewhat out-of-the-ordinary thoughts and said, "I have already tasted it, it is delicious, and Du Langjun's craftsmanship has always been very good." ”

"If it's really good enough to win all the way to Dao Dadu, that's also a good thing." Du Qiyue looked at Zhao Yiyun and said.

Zhao Yiyun intuitively felt that there was some deep meaning in Du Qiyue's words, and this deep meaning seemed to be said to him. But Zhao Yiyun really didn't know how to respond, he laughed at himself thinking that he didn't even know his future now, how could he think about anything else, so he had to treat himself as if he didn't know what to do, and invited Du Qiyue to the table.

Originally, in Du Qiyue's heart, this relationship was his unrequited love, and in his opinion, it was impossible for a person like Zhao Yiyun to look down on a little person like him, so it was not surprising that he could not get a response from Zhao Yiyun. So Zhao Yiyun invited him to sit down, he smiled and sat down, but he was a little sad in his heart, so he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it sullenly.

After that, the two of them didn't say anything more, and they all ate quietly, but neither of them seemed to want to finish eating so quickly, so they moved very slowly, and the meal was eaten until it was completely dark.

Because of Mama Shu Ci and Qin Yun waiting, Du Qiyue didn't dare to look at Zhao Yiyun more at the table, nor did he dare to say anything, so he took the wine glass and drank the wine in the cup one by one. Although the general wine in Dafeng Dynasty is not strong, but the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and when he returned to the room, Du Qiyue was already stunned.

Qiu'er and Da Mao helped Du Qiyue onto the bed, and sighed to themselves while helping him take off his shoes and socks: "Du Langjun is afraid that he will feel bad for a while, and it is pitiful." "Why did you fall in love with a prince of the Hou Mansion.

Da Mao covered Du Qiyue with a quilt, and when he heard Qiu'er's words, he looked up puzzled and asked, "What do you say is uncomfortable?" Qiu'er! ”

"I said that Du Langjun will feel bad if he drinks too much, I'll go to the kitchen to cook some hangover soup, if I don't drink it, I'm afraid I'll have a headache when Du Langjun gets up tomorrow." Qiu'er said perfunctorily, turned around and went downstairs.

Du Qiyue was really not very drunk, but he felt uncomfortable and sprinkled a little drunkenness in his heart, and after Qiu'er and Da Mao left, he opened his eyes, thinking a little blankly about the amazing feelings he was given when he first met Zhao Yiyun, and thinking of the bits and pieces of getting along with the two later, he couldn't help laughing.

Qiu'er came back with a bowl of sobering soup after a while, and when she saw Du Qiyue lying on the bed smirking alone, she felt a little helpless, and stepped forward and said, "Du Langjun, I'll help you get up and drink some sobering soup before you sleep." ”

The decanting soup was still steaming, and it looked like it should be hot, so Du Qiyue shook his arm and said, "You put it away, I'll drink it myself." ”

"Then I'll put it on the bedside table, Lang Jun, don't forget to drink, I have to go downstairs to help." Qiu'er said.

Du Qiyue's head reacted a little slowly, and asked puzzledly, "What to do?" ”

"Help steam some steamed buns, so that Young Master Cousin can take them on the road tomorrow to eat." Qiu'er said.

Every time they stayed at the guest house before, they would definitely steam some steamed buns and steamed buns at night before leaving, and prepare some dried meat and other things, Du Qiyue also knew it, so he blinked and said, "Then you go." ”

Qiu'er responded, tucked the quilt for Du Qiyue and was about to go out, but Du Qiyue suddenly jumped up from the bed, and said while anxiously putting on her shoes: "I'm going to help too, Zhao Gongzi doesn't like to eat dry food." ”

Qiu'er hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Du Langjun, you're still drunk, don't go." ”

Du Qiyue turned her head and picked up the bowl of hangover soup on the bedside table, she was not afraid of being hot, so she drank it with a lur, and then said: "This is a hangover, don't pull me, I have to make more noodles in a hurry, Zhao Gongzi likes to eat noodles." ”

Saying that, Du Qiyue ran out, Qiu'er followed behind Du Qiyue and said: "Du Langjun, I'm afraid it's too late to make ramen, Young Master Cousin, they will leave tomorrow, and your noodles will have to be dried for a few days to be good." ”

"Don't make ramen, make instant noodles." Du Qiyue said as he ran ahead.

"Instant noodles, what kind of noodles is this?" Qiu'er scratched the back of her head and quickened her pace to follow.

Ramen noodles need to be dried before they can be carried, otherwise like the current weather, it will be spoiled in less than two days, so Du Qiyue thought of instant noodles that are easy to carry and easy to preserve. Instant noodles are actually very simple to make, as long as the pulled noodles are evenly formed into small dough, and then put them in the oil pan to fry them on both sides until they are golden brown.

Du Qiyue made two large baskets of such instant noodles that night, and asked the little guys to wrap them in oiled paper and hit a big frame. In order to make Zhao Yiyun eat better, Du Qiyue also made several sauces when the sky was about to dawn, and only after sealing them in a small jar did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's finally done, I'm exhausted." Du Qiyue looked at the faintly bright sky outside the courtyard, stretched and said.

"Lang Jun, go to sleep, it's been a busy night." Qiu'er and Da Mao yawned and said, the two of them were tired enough to choke this night, not to mention Du Qiyue, they felt that they had their arms just by looking at him pulling so many noodles.

Du Qiyue was really tired, but he didn't go back to the room, but scooped some cold water in the big vat in the kitchen and washed his face, refreshed himself and said: "Zhao Gongzi, they are going to get up and go on the road, I won't sleep, just send them away and come back to sleep." ”