Five days later, it was late February.

Because he was not intercepted by the Jin country's pursuers, He Qizheng successfully walked out of the Jin country's boundary, at this time the distance was already hundreds of miles, and a turbid Yangtze River appeared in front of him, and after this river, it was that Jiaxing.

At that time, it was already twilight, how he was looking at the east of the big river, the white waves were surging, the four fields were endless, the upstream river was endless, never ending, only to feel the chest and the pride of the clouds, and the body seemed to be one with the river.

"The east of the river goes to the waves, and the characters of the ages are merry. To the west of the base, humanity is, the Great Song Dynasty Lin'an Guo Juxia! He Qizheng couldn't help but chant poetry.

"I didn't expect you to be quite shameless, thinking of yourself as Jiangdong Qiao Zhoulang?" , Suddenly, there was a sound, Feng Qinghou got off the horse, walked to He Qizheng's side and sneered.

"Friend Feng? Why are you here? What about my father-in-law and mother-in-law? He Qizheng was surprised.

"Phew, even my father-in-law was called before I visited the church, it's really shameless."

"Sooner or later, it's the same sooner or later." He Qizheng said, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I come?"

"Of course you can! I mean, how did you find this place?? He Qizheng asked with a frown.

"Hmph, I have already left my Peach Blossom Island's unique secret recipe Qianxiang powder on your horse, and sprinkled it all the way on the ground, even if it rains, it will be difficult to disappear."

"Oh ......", He Qi was looking at the sparkling river, and suddenly asked: "I've been busy on the road for the past few days, and I haven't eaten and rested properly, can you cook some good dishes later?" ”

"Heh, why should I cook for you?"

"Because I heard that your cooking skills on Peach Blossom Island are the best in the world, I want to see if it's true!" , He is thinking, since Huang Rong will have a good dish, it makes no sense that this dead sissy can't?

"Joke! Do you want me to do it? Think beautifully! Feng Qinghou pouted and refused.

But He Qizheng glanced at the clouds floating in the sky, and said in a low voice: "Friend Feng, you see that the sky is about to rain, let's find a place to shelter from the rain!" ”

"Whatever, I'm just bored anyway, playing around!" , Feng Qinghou had an indifferent expression, but he was curious about the origin of He Qizheng: Why did he ...... to me Peach Blossom Island so familiar? Is there really a saying that fate is predestined?!

It turned out that Feng Qinghou had been following He Qizheng in the past few days, and Guo, seeing that his words and deeds along the way were quite strange and incompatible with everyone, he became more and more interested, until he was on the edge of the Yangtze River.

At the right time, there was a dark cloud on the horizon, and the river was pitch black, and then lightning and thunder followed, and each scorching thunder seemed to hit the top of the head, and it was obvious that there was going to be a rainstorm.

When He Qizheng saw it, he put away his thoughts of returning to cross the river, and instead came to a ruined temple with Feng Qinghou to hide from the rain before the heavy rain poured.

Later, He Qizheng found some orange branches to make a fire, and sneaked into a farmhouse by the river, left some silver taels, touched a reed rooster and some pot seasoning, and then cut the rooster's belly with a weeping axe, washed and peeled the internal organs, plucked the chicken feathers, and threw them into the pot on the bonfire.

"Oh, you can't taste like this at all! I'll do it anyway! Feng Qinghou really couldn't stand it anymore, pushed He Qizheng away, fished out the rooster and processed it again before putting it in the pot, and after a while, a strange fragrance faintly came out.

After the water boiled, Huang Rong threw some mountain mushrooms, jujubes, onions, garlic, star anise, etc., and then smothered for a while, feeling that the pot was gurgling, and at the same time, bursts of rich aroma filled the entire ruined temple......

"Oh, I can't imagine that Friend Feng is not only excellent in martial arts, but also very good at cooking, and the things you make are even smelling from afar, and I feel that my index finger is moving!" , He Qizheng sighed.

"Hmph, don't look at who I am!" , Feng Qinghou smiled proudly, and continued to stew the rooster, and after a while, the soup was cooked and the chicken was cooked.

Feng Qinghou made a bowl of chicken with a soup spoon and handed it to He Qizheng, and then he also made a bowl and ate it slowly, and the broken temple suddenly became quiet.

After eating a few more bowls, he happened to see the bottom of the pot, and no one wanted to eat only a piece of chicken butt left, so Feng Qinghou dug it up with a soup spoon, and when he was about to throw it away, he suddenly heard someone outside the broken temple shouting: "Be merciful, give me the chicken butt." ”

Feng Qinghou was shocked: how could someone hide behind her, but she was unconscious, so she turned around and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged beggar:

This man had a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick feet, and his clothes were full of patches, but they were cleanly washed.

Holding a green bamboo cane in his hand, as clear as jade, carrying a large gourd with vermilion paint on his back, his face was salivating, and his expression was anxious, as if he didn't give him the chicken butt, he would stretch out and snatch it.

"Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar, Hong Qigong?!" , He Qizheng was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect to meet Hong Qigong here-

Although he had learned a full set of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending" and "Dog Stick Method" from Xiao Feng, he also put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Nahong Qigong carefully.

"Qigong, why are you here too?" , Feng Qinghou recognized the identity of the middle-aged beggar at a glance, his face was happy, and he shouted.

"Aha, it turned out to be Huang Laoxi's daughter, but unfortunately she was touched by the old man Hanako here!

Haha, it's raining heavily in the wilderness, you don't need to be good or good, feel free to do it! ”

Hong Qigong sat opposite with a golden knife, pinched the chicken butt in the soup spoon and threw it into his mouth to chew and chew, not caring about the image of the senior master in front of the juniors.

After eating the chicken butt, he drank a few more mouthfuls of residual soup, took the gourd on his back, pulled the stopper, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

"Bone and bone", Hong Qigong took a few sips of wine, and let out a long cry in his mouth, as if he was lamenting that he had never eaten this delicacy, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the last bowl of chicken in Feng Qinghou's hand.

"Girl?! Are you a woman? He Qizheng was taken aback, and suddenly looked at Feng Qinghou, only to think that he had fine skin and tender meat, red lips and white teeth, if he was a woman, he must be very beautiful...... But why didn't I see it?!

"Oops. Qigong, you killed me! Feng Qinghou showed two red clouds on his face, stuffed the chicken in his hand to Hong Qigong, and hurriedly avoided He Qizheng's gaze.

"Ahh Don't you think about it, kid?! ”

Hong Qigong held the chicken with his hand, he didn't even use chopsticks, he ate cleanly, while eating, he couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful, wonderful, I think I called the ancestor to boast that he has eaten countless delicacies from the north and south of the river, but it is not as good as this bowl of roast chicken!" ”

"......", He Qizheng didn't squeak, kept looking at Feng Qinghou, and asked after a while: "Friend Feng, should I call you Huang Rong now?" ”

"Yes, so what!" , Huang Rong, whose identity was exposed, also let it out, took off her brocade hat to reveal her beautiful long hair, and looked at how righteous she was.

"Not much...... I just feel like my eyes can be donated! He Qizheng scratched the back of his head, only feeling that the world was too wonderful, and the "Sister Rong" he was thinking about would always be by his side-

In the past, I always sneered at costume dramas for women pretending to be men, but I didn't expect it to happen to me, but I slapped my eyes,...... It's so embarrassing!!