Thinking like this, Mo Xiaoqi cast an inquiring gaze towards Zhao Hongyi.

"Zhao Hongyi, to be honest, how many beautiful concubines do you have in your house? One hundred, or two hundred? Mo Xiaoqi asked directly.

"No, not one, not even a maid!" Zhao Hongyi immediately patted his chest and promised.

But what he didn't expect was that during the time he left the capital to save Mo Xiaoqi. His father, the Emperor, had placed hundreds of stunning beauties in his mansion.

It was all sent to those beauties by His Majesty the Emperor in order to cure his son's habit of breaking his sleeves.

So at this moment, Zhao Hongyi's guarantee has become Mo Xiaoqi's future heart disease.

"Really?" Mo Xiaoqi is skeptical, a prince who doesn't have a beautiful concubine, who believes it?

Zhao Hongyi almost took out his heart to guarantee, nodded desperately and said, "No, no, really not." ”

Mo Xiaoqi suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll believe you." ”

"Sit and wait for the results, sit and wait for the results." Chu Feng leaned against the wall of the carriage with his head in his hands and sneered.

In fact, if you dare to laugh at the third prince, he is also a talent. In other words, he was not afraid of Zhao Hongyi at all.

"Shut up." Zhao Hongyi really wanted to kick this sissy-looking man out, there was a lot of nonsense.

I really don't know where this Chu Feng came from.

It was getting late, and Mo Xiaoqi took a new pot to prepare to make tamales.

Mix the fat and lean pork belly with stir-fried and crushed rice and seasonings, and finally steam in a pot.

The tree is young and needs nutrients, so she has always planned to give the tree better food.

Fortunately, it's winter, and nature is a natural refrigerator.

"Master Mo, you said that after the rice is fried and crushed, is it better to put potatoes or pumpkin under the steamed pork belly?" Chu Feng also did not forget to discuss cooking with Mo Xiaoqi.

Mo Xiaoqi was not disgusted, but admired this kind of kitchen idiot very much, so she said across the carriage: "Potatoes and pumpkins are all good, each with its own flavor, but the main purpose is to absorb the oiliness of the pork belly." ”

It was so cold that she steamed the tamales into the pot and got into the carriage.

The eagle guards all guarded the station with swords in hand, and some went to the vicinity to check for anything unusual.

Several pots of meat wafted out of the fragrance at the same time, and those eagle guards all sighed, the master found a lady, which is not bad.

At least I don't have to eat cold steamed buns in the winter anymore, and I still have meat to eat, which is really touching when I think about it.

Chu Feng has been taking care of the various fires, adding firewood from time to time and fanning the wind from time to time.

The aroma of tamales fascinated him, why hadn't he thought of it before? It's a wonderful idea that rice is actually made with meat.

Zhao Hongyi stood on the side of the carriage, he had been worried that Zhao Zimu's dead soldiers would attack again, but now it seemed that there was no movement.

I don't know what Zhao Zimu's idea is.

Sooner or later, he will have to heal him.

The steamed pork was steamed for an hour, and the fragrance made everyone's mouth water, just waiting for Mo Xiaoqi to say that it was cooked.

"Everyone, let's eat. The steamed buns are also already roasted. When Chu Feng was taking care of the fire, he easily heated a hundred and ten steamed buns.

These well-trained eagle guards all eat a lot of food.

Mo Xiaoqi easily added water to one of the pots and boiled the tea soup, just waiting for everyone to finish eating and drink hot tea together to refresh themselves.

"It's so fragrant, how can this meat be so fragrant, fat but not greasy, full of fragrance." Chu Feng felt that he was about to swallow his tongue, and now that he thought about it, he felt more and more that it was the right decision to learn cooking skills from Mo Xiaoqi as a teacher.

The spare water was all used up, and the flying eagle sent people to look for water with Mo Xiaoqi's special oversized leather bag.

Speaking of this skin, Mo Xiaoqi desperately snatched it from Shu'er.

At that time, he wanted to kill the big fat pig and make a water storage bag, but Shu'er thought that the pig was very cute, and in the end, Mo Xiaoqi tempted Shu'er by braised pig's trotters.

Although I'm sorry for Shu'er's kind heart, he is very happy when he gnaws on pig's trotters!

Just as Mo Xiaoqi was boiling hot tea, there was a sudden scream, a woman's scream.

The Eagle immediately stood up alertly, but after a while, the Eagle Guard, who had gone out to patrol, brought a woman back.

A little girl dressed as a farmer, thin and thin, looks very pitiful.

Mo Xiaoqi kept looking at her eyes by the firelight, they were a pair of eyes full of horror and unease, she was afraid.

So she shouldn't be a bad person, maybe a girl from a nearby farmhouse.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, are you a citizen around here?" Mo Xiaoqi stood up and let the eagle guard let go of the girl.

When the girl saw Mo Xiaoqi's gentle face, she said timidly: "I, I originally lived at the foot of the mountain not far away. However, not long ago, a team of men in black killed my parents and took over my house. It was just me, who survived picking mushrooms in the mountains, and when I got home, my parents' bodies were thrown outside the yard. ”

At this, the girl began to weep.

Zhao Hongyi asked Feiying in a low voice: "What's so strange?" ”

"I have no internal strength, my hands and feet are rough, I should be doing farm work a lot, and I don't look like a practicing family." The Flying Eagle had already checked it, so he was sure that this girl was not a bad person.

"Send someone to the courtyard she said to have a look, it may be a dead soldier sent by Zhao Zimu." Zhao Hongyi secretly admonished.

Mo Xiaoqi saw that the girl was pitiful, and kept staring at the remaining steamed buns by the fire, but fortunately let her sit down and eat her stomach first.

The girl squatted there and gobbled up, looking hungry for many days, shedding tears while nibbling on steamed buns.

Chu Feng handed over a bowl of hot tea at the right time, and the girl blew it a few times, and drank it without caring about the heat.

"Sister, thank you so much. I thought I was going to die, but I hadn't had time to bury my parents yet. The girl wailed and cried, without any image.

Mo Xiaoqi was crying so much that her brain hurt, she gave her food just by the way, but she didn't plan to help her avenge her or steal out her parents' bodies.

"Sister, what's your name? If you have nowhere else to go, we can take you to the town ahead, and maybe you can make a living. Mo Xiaoqi said indifferently.

The girl gradually stopped crying, knelt in front of Mo Xiaoqi and kowtowed three times in a row and said, "Sister, please save me, if I go to find a job, I can only enter the Qinglou." ”

She is a peasant woman, she is not talented, at most she has become a plaything of men with a little bit of beauty.

At this time, the people sent by Zhao Hongyi to investigate had already returned, and sure enough, as the girl said, there were many black-clothed people living in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

But it seems that they also discovered the existence of Zhao Hongyi and his party, but is this a move or another plan?

Zhao Hongyi couldn't figure it out, so he had to send someone out to investigate again.