Chapter 179, Acid Picking
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Yan Zhenrui and the doorman discussed things in the study, and when it was time to go, they were all hungry. Outside the door, a steward knocked lightly and replied to Yan Zhenrui: "Lord, lunch is ready, bring it in for all the adults?" β
Yan Zhenrui nodded, and the maids rushed in, with four dishes and one soup in front of each of them, as well as a small plate of zongzi. The white jade-like glutinous rice is crystal clear, and the head or tail is dotted with a red bean, which is more and more white and tender, and the fragrance of turquoise leaves exudes in the steaming heat.
Everyone was relieved, and they all showed a yearning look.
Yan Zhenrui couldn't help but bow his head. Although it is not yet the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival, but in May, probably everyone has a little bit of belief in the taste of zongzi.
Well, the chef in charge of the food and drink is a thoughtful person who should be rewarded.
Inadvertently raised his head, Yan Zhenrui found that Zhou Pin, who was sitting in the last seat, was eating extremely happily. He couldn't help but be strange, and found that he dipped in sugar, scooped the zongzi with a small silver spoon, ate it, and chewed it reluctantly, looking very intoxicated.
Is it so delicious?
He scooped a spoonful too.
The filling of zongzi is different, there are egg yolk filling, red bean paste filling, mung bean paste filling, and traditional red date filling...... The thinking of the people in this bag of zongzi is really a coincidence. It seems that the rumors say that although Zhou Pin is a cool official, he is good at eating, drinking and having fun, and he is a very good person.
As if it were just street food, he could also eat the story and taste behind the food.
Wait until Yan Zhenrui finishes lunch. said casually: "This zongzi is good today, reward." β
The steward was stunned, and then said, "Yes." Seeing that Yan Zhenrui didn't have any special expression, he added in a low voice: "Today, this zongzi was sent by Tingfeng Pavilion." β
Yan Zhenrui raised his eyebrows: What do you mean? Did Zhou Zhiqing let people wrap it?
Somehow, Zhou Pin's expression of enjoying while eating flashed in front of him. He felt very uncomfortable, and he snorted. No wonder, no wonder, it must have been Zhou Zhiqing who thought about it for a while, and I don't know if she made it for Zhou Pin to eat, or if she made it for him by the way.
There is no answer to this question. I can't even think about it. The more Yan Zhenrui thought about it, the more he couldn't hold it back, and he wanted to ask what was going on. knew that the answer was unsatisfactory, and even wanted to slap him in the face, but this kind of feeling that can't reach the sky and the ground. It's really uncomfortable.
Yan Zhenrui hadn't been to the Wind Pavilion for some days. It can be because of the rice dumplings at noon. As soon as he arrived at dinnertime, he went to Zhou Zhiqing's place. Zhou Zhiqing is idle, so idle that Yan Zhenrui's eyes are hot when he sees it, and he can't give her more trouble. But look at her bulging lower abdomen. I stopped thinking about it again.
She was bending over to weave the strings, probably the threads were entwined, and when I saw her stomp her feet lightly, her arrogance was immediately revealed, which coincided with the impression he had when he first saw her, and it was unbearable to laugh.
The thread is getting more and more tangled, and the edges of the originally laid rope that she pulled when she closed her hand flew away, and the angry Zhou Zhiqing raised her hand and said, "What a broken thing." β
Yan Zhenrui shook his head and smiled: "You don't have any patience at all?" "What else can you do?
Zhou Zhiqing turned around, and when he saw that it was him, his face showed embarrassment, but it was fleeting, and he swept the threads on the bed, the unfinished strings, and rags into the small basket, and saluted him as if nothing happened, and asked, "Did the prince come back early today?" β
Yan Zhenrui stopped her and hugged her, and said, "I heard that someone is very skillful, this king is here to open his eyes?" β
Zhou Zhiqing wrinkled her nose: she is sarcastic again, obviously seeing that she is stupid and ugly, she has to deliberately say the opposite. She deliberately couldn't help but smile and said in surprise: "Who is so skillful?" The prince said to tell me? β
Yan Zhenrui scratched her nose, hugged her and sat on the couch, and said, "If you pretend, you can laugh if you want, this king is you." β
Zhou Zhiqing snorted: "I'm not lucky, I'm very clumsy. β
Yan Zhenrui smiled and asked, "Didn't you wrap today's zongzi?" β
Zhou Zhiqing glanced at Yan Zhenrui more and asked, "How did the prince guess it?" I only told SΓΉ Xianzhi to take it, but I didn't say that I personally wrapped it. Of course, I don't have much. β
Yan Zhenrui thinks that he is not a careful person, but he can't help but wonder: which zongzi were made by her own hands? Could it be that they were all swallowed by Zhou Pin's old guy? But how did he taste it? Zhou Zhiqing made a mark? Deliberately sent to him?
The more you think about it, the more you think about it.
Yan Zhenrui pretended to ask casually: "What kind of stuffing dumplings did you wrap?" β
Zhou Zhiqing thought for a while and said, "I have wrapped everything, but the bean paste filling is the most, there are four or five." β
Hey, it's really not much, it adds up to about twenty. There are all of them, and it's really hard to tell the difference, but I'm afraid that even if she herself is afraid, she may not be able to tell the difference.
Yan Zhenrui asked, "Have you made all the marks?" Didn't you take it out and give it to your dad to try? β
Zhou Zhiqing said: "I wrapped a red thread in the middle of the zongzi......"
Yan Zhenrui got up several times and wanted to check whether the rice dumplings he ate at noon were wrapped with red thread around his waist, but he didn't move. What if not? How disappointing.
He was angry in his heart, but he couldn't show his hair, so he took advantage of the topic to play, gnawed on her white neck, and said: "You have been very idle recently, how can a person who usually doesn't touch his fingers with spring water, think about doing these things?" β
Zhou Zhiqing ignored the second half of the sentence, was particularly vigilant to the first half of the sentence, glanced back at him from a difficult angle, and said tentatively: "It's not that I'm deliberately lazy, I've arranged it, and now it's going on in an orderly manner, but it's just that it's okay for me for the time being." β
Yan Zhenrui can't find fault with Zhou Zhiqing's recent actions, on the contrary, he will only appreciate Zhou Zhiqing's handling more. Of course, maybe he would support her to deal with it more simply and rudely: usually ignore them, whoever dares to come out and stab them will be directly forked out and killed.
Especially like Chu Meiyu, who is still false and wronged with her, it's okay, this is obviously raising tigers.
But Zhou Zhiqing is like this, it is not a more prudent way, although it is too roundabout, but whether it is the future princess of the banquet, or the concubine Niangniang, or Emperor Jing, if you want to choose, you can't pick Zhou Zhiqing, because she has done her best to be benevolent, all aspects, all kinds of people have taken it into account, if they still die, it will really be their own problem.
Yan Zhenrui smiled reluctantly and said, "This king is about to praise you, you handled it very well this time, how can you come up with such a profound plan?" β
Zhou Zhiqing chuckled and said, "What kind of profound plan, am I lazy?" Instead of asking them to treat me as an imaginary enemy, and work together from time to time to make me a stumbling block, it is better to let them fight first, and when they are done, I guess there will be nothing to do with me. β
Yan Zhenrui said in his heart: Ruthless enough, this is the legendary bloodless blade, right? (To be continued......)