"Don't be in a hurry," without waiting for Ershun to answer, Mo Li hurriedly said, "The general hasn't finished taking a bath yet, besides, he can't eat right away after taking a bath, it's not good for his health." "Mo Li didn't want to go back before Murong Chu finished taking a shower.

Ershun also nodded: "When we came over, the general had just begun to bathe. By the way, Uncle Qiao, this is Mo Li, the new guard, and the general asked him to come and get lunch. ”

"Hello Uncle Joe!" Mo Li greeted like a good baby. But the stomach was attracted by the smell of the food, and there was an inopportune protest.

The voice was so loud that the three people present couldn't help but be stunned, and Uncle Qiao's gaze moved from Mo Li's face to the rumbling stomach: "Hungry? ”

Mo Li nodded awkwardly: "I came back with the general early in the morning, and I didn't even eat breakfast." ”

Uncle Qiao scooped a small spoonful of soup from the saucepan on the stove and poured it into the cauldron next to him, and added some water to it: "It's not time to start the meal, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you first." Ershun, add some firewood. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Qiao, you are such a good person!" Mo Li suddenly smiled. Helped Ershun add firewood to the stove together, and washed his face by the way, and pressed the soft cap on his head down.

Mo Li couldn't help but rejoice, thanks to the fact that men in this era don't need to shave their heads, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to dress up as men.

The noodles were cooked quickly, and although only a little chicken broth was added, it was the best and most filling meal Mo Li had since she arrived.

After drinking the last bite of soup, Mo Li touched her round stomach and burped: "Uncle Qiao's noodles are so delicious!" ”

"Okay, after eating, hurry up and send the general the meal." Uncle Qiao stuffed the packed food box into Mo Li's hand and waved his hand to drive people away.

Ershun motioned to Mo Li with his eyes to go quickly, and Mo Li stuck out his tongue and left the kitchen happily.

When he returned to the big tent, he quietly lifted the door curtain into a crack, and there was no one inside, and he didn't know if Murong Chu had finished washing.

"Don't come in yet!" With a deep voice, Murong Chu walked out from behind the screen. Dressed in a clean ink-colored robe, his handsome face has a cold color, although his long hair is scattered casually on his shoulders, he does not feel lazy and comfortable at all.

Mo Li hurriedly put the food box next to Fang Ji, and placed the food inside on Fang Ji in the same way: "General, let's eat." ”

Murong Chu sat down in front of Fang Ji and began to eat, his demeanor was elegant but a little awkward no matter how he looked at it, he only ate a few bites, then put down his chopsticks and moved his shoulders slightly.

Only then did Mo Li remember that Murong Chu was injured in his left shoulder, and he just held chopsticks with his left hand, and hurriedly put a bowl of soup in front of him. He handed over another spoon: "General, your left hand is inconvenient, you can take the spoon in your right hand and eat." ”

Murong Chu took the spoon, although his right hand could be used flexibly, but the spoon was porcelain, relatively thick, and it was still not very convenient to use. The rice is fine, but the greens are not so easy to scoop up.

Mo Li shook his head helplessly, picked up Murong Chu's chopsticks, and helped him put the dishes into the spoon.

Murong Chu took the fine style of "eating without speaking" to the extreme, and directly stretched out the spoon to eat any dish he wanted, without making a sound during the whole process.

With Mo Li's tacit cooperation, Murong Chu finally finished the meal. Elegantly took the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and when Mo Li put away the dishes and prepared to send them back to the kitchen, he said, "Make tea." ”

Mo Li had no choice but to carry the food box in one hand and the copper kettle on the small red clay stove out of the big tent to the kitchen.

Ershun and Uncle Qiao were packing up the ingredients, and when they saw Mo Li coming, Ershun hurriedly put down the things in his hand and took the food box: "Brother Mo Li, you don't need to send the food box back, just put it at the door of the tent, and I'll pick it up after a while." ”

Mo Li raised the copper kettle in his hand: "The general wants to drink tea, and I happened to come to fetch water." ”

"There is a jug in the general's tent, which is the mountain spring water specially used to make tea, and the water in this jar is well water." Ershun stopped Mo Li's hand that wanted to scoop water.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth twitched, and he secretly scolded himself: The water is in the tent, and Murong Chu doesn't say a word, it's too uninteresting.

Dissatisfied to dissatisfied, Mo Li immediately returned to the big tent with the empty copper kettle. Murong Chu was still sitting in front of Fang Ji at this time, but he had an extra book in his hand.

Sure enough, there were a few jugs of water by the tent behind the square table, and he took the water to ignite the silver charcoal in the small red clay furnace, and after putting the copper kettle away, Mo Li began to observe the tea set on the square table.

The tea set is very delicately made, but the style is very different from that used in modern tea ceremonies. Mo Li's grandfather likes to drink tea, and when she was a child, she often helped her grandfather make tea, so she has some understanding of the tea ceremony.

The set of cups in front of her was obviously much larger than what she had used. But Mo Li still brewed the tea according to his own habits.

Putting the cup on the table in front of Murong Chu, Mo Li called softly: "General, the tea is ready." Murong Chu didn't say anything, he reached out and picked up the cup in his hand, but his eyes were still on the book. took a sip, looked stunned, glanced at Mo Li, and turned his gaze back to the book.

The tent was quiet, one person drank tea and read a book, and one person refilled tea next to him. It wasn't until Murong Chu finished drinking the second cup and raised his glass again that he found that the cup was not filled.

There was a shallow breathing sound around him, and when he looked up, he saw that Mo Li was already holding his cheek with one hand...... Fell asleep.

Mo Li was awakened an hour later, and the culprit was a rough voice: "General Qiyu, the last general Sun Han has something to do!" ”

Murong Chu glanced at Mo Li, who was sitting up, and said in a deep voice, "Come in!" ”

Sun Han walked in with the curtain, hugged his fists and shouted "General", looked at Mo Li, who was still making rabbits, and had no intention of continuing.

Under Sun Han's gaze, Mo Li finally came back to his senses and quickly stood up: "You talk, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Murong Chu was silent, but Sun Han frowned slightly, looking at Mo Li's departing back with a scrutinizing gaze.

Mo Li came out of the big tent, seemed to remember something, and went directly to the kitchen to find Ershun. Uncle Qiao was not there, only Ershun was busy choosing dishes.

"Brother Ershun, do we have anyone in this barracks who can do iron work?" Mo Li asked while helping Er Shun choose a dish.

"Yes, we have craftsmen who specialize in repairing weapons, and one of them is still my fellow countryman." Ershun looked at Mo Li suspiciously, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Forks."

Ershun snorted and laughed: "What are you going to do farm work!" There is a forage field, just borrow one, why do you have to do it. ”

"I don't want that big fork, I want a small one." Mo Li explained while drawing the shape of a fork for Western food on the ground with a firewood stick, "Well, that's what it looks like." ”

Ershun scratched his head inexplicably: "I don't know if they can make this thing, I'll take you to my fellow villagers to ask after choosing the dishes later." ”

Mo Li's eyebrows bent into Ershun's shoulder: "Brother Ershun, you are too powerful!" ”