When Ling Ziyan went back, he still left the two chefs behind, and instructed that the time for the third prince to arrange the departure was in the hour, and it would be too late for them to go back, and he would let people arrange the luggage or something.

Since Ling Ziyan's legs and feet were not very sharp, Jin Yu took Jin Tian and gave him a ride under the ambiguous eyes of the villagers.

Sure enough, as Ling Ziyan said, his sedan chair was at the bend in the past at the entrance of the village, and he couldn't see it if he didn't go to the place.

"The seasoning is ready, everything I have at home is here, I can bring it with me."

Gu Sheng carried a basket of spices prepared by Jin Yu, afraid that they would not be able to be used when gathered together like last time in Fucheng, so Jin Yu divided each spice into three parts and sealed it in a fist-sized clay pot. <

Chapter 710 of "The Little Hot Wife of the Farmer's Gate" The oath is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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