"Alright! Don't make a disgusting weirdness, sissy! Yu Xiaocao glanced at Wednesday Shao, who was biting the handkerchief lasagna and crying, and couldn't help but stab him again.

Wednesday Shao covered the part of his heart, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked at her accusatoryly, as if he was accusing her of being hard-hearted!

Yu Xiaocao finished calculating the account in her heart, waved her hand at him without pressure, and said, "Don't pretend!" Isn't it just half a pound of dried fresh every month! I'll go back and tell my father, you know, my father is a good hand at sea, nothing can stump him! ”

The tears in Wednesday Shao's eyes evaporated instantly, and the pitiful demeanor just now was swept away, he looked at her trustingly, and nodded: "With your words, I have a score in my heart!" Xiaocao, your family is really my big savior, lucky star ......"

"Alright, alright! I'm home, what are you going to do – by the way, when did the fresh food start to be served? Yu Xiaocao asked reliably.

On Wednesday, a new sorrow crept up between Shao's eyebrows: "From the next month after I got the imperial businessman, that is, next month...... At this time, the sea is relatively cold, and it is not the time to go to the sea, you see......"

Yu Xiaocao confirmed with Xiao Mending Tianshi in his heart, then waved his hand at him and said, "Okay, I know!" Come to my house early next month to pick up the seafood ......"

Wednesday Shao asked uncertainly: "When you go to the sea at this time, can Uncle Yu withstand it?" Xiaocao, I don't want Uncle Yu to let your family have any mistakes because of my family's errand......"

Yu Xiaocao was very moved in his heart, but said lightly on his face: "I still have some dry and fresh food at home, I originally kept it for my own food, my father and mother said that this expensive thing is too wasteful to eat by myself, and I was not willing to eat it after eating it once during the New Year, and there is probably more than a pound left......

"Xiaocao, your family is really my savior!!" If it weren't for the horse, Wednesday Shaotie would have pounced and held her hand with a touched face...... Ahem, men and women are not kissed, and they are on their horses, and they can only use the window of their hearts - their eyes to express his touching and gratitude at the moment.

Yu Xiaocao glanced at him with disgust, and said, "Take back your disgusting expression, I can see that my goosebumps are rising!" ”

Solved next month's puzzle, Wednesday is in a good mood. Seeing that the two of them entered the Tang Ancient City Gate, Wednesday Shao enthusiastically invited her to dinner.

Yu Xiaocao rolled her eyes, today she set off early from Dongshan Village, don't look at Xiaohong's small size and young age, after all, she was fed by Lingshi Shui, and her running speed is not inferior to that of an adult horse. At this time, it's just past eight o'clock in the morning, what kind of food are you eating? She had just eaten breakfast, and it was still early for lunch, so she said please eat at this time, and it was not sincere at first glance!

"I have to go back and cook medicinal food for my godmother, and I won't eat it! Besides, I'm going to eat at Zhen Yu Lou, when can't I? Anyway, you can use the special table you reserve whenever I want. If you don't have a treat, there's no point in it! Yu Xiaocao had a cheap and obedient expression.

On the side of the street, Zhu Junyang, who came out early to help his mother buy side dishes, happened to see this scene: the little face of white and tender pink with baby fat looks so vivid under the reflection of the colorful clouds in the sky. In particular, the big eyes that are as clear as the moon seem to be able to speak, full of wonderful spirituality. He had never seen a little girl compare to her real and lovely. There seems to be a magical magnetism in her body, which can deeply attract his gaze no matter how far away......

As if sensing his gaze, Yu Xiaocao looked in his direction with a pair of bright eyes. The eyes of the two met in the vast sea of people.

People come and go on the streets, among them there are many rich and noble families in gorgeous clothes, Keyang Junwang is independent in the crowd, as if all the people have become the background, and he is like a luminous body, attracting the amazing eyes of many big girls and little daughters-in-law.

Yu Xiaocao quietly looked at Zhu Junyang not far away, the most handsome little fresh meat star in his previous life, and he was not as handsome as the king of Yangjun. The bridge of the nose is as tall as if it has been carved in Korea, the thin pink cherry blossom-like lips, and the sword-like eyebrows fly diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of the sideburns. His facial contours are perfect and impeccable!

What is even more attractive is the indifferent temperament on his body, as if he has been exiled from the world and isolated, and occasionally a ray of sadness and loneliness flashes in his mysteriously ice eyes, as if he is about to suck people into a deep pool.

Yu Xiaocao in her previous life was a typical visual animal, and her favorite stars were all beautiful and handsome little fresh meat. Therefore, she does not hesitate to appreciate beautiful things.

Since Zhu Junyang was twelve or thirteen years old, there has been no shortage of celebrities in Beijing who have followed him with admiration. Four or five years have passed, and those utilitarian loves have become more and more unbearable for him. His special ability, whenever there is a trace of negative energy, he can clearly perceive it.

Those famous ladies are shy and timid on the surface, but in fact they are pretentious, but they didn't expect that under their virtuous and virtuous appearance, they have such a great utilitarian heart in their hearts. Yes, because of his skin; Yes, it is his status as the third prince of the Jingwang Mansion; Yes, because his father was in power......

There has never been a person like the little girl in front of him, looking at him with simple appreciation, making him feel that he is a flawless jade, a moving scenery, but he has never had a trace of possession. In his cold and dark heart, it was as if a ray of sun pierced the darkness and warmed his estimated life......

Looking at the pickle jar in the hand of the little county king, Yu Xiaocao got off the horse, walked towards him, smiled kindly, and greeted: "Little county king, come to help the princess buy side dishes so early!" ”

The princess likes the side dishes in the pickle shop she has a stakehold, especially the sweet and sour crispy radish, and she must use it to eat porridge every morning, otherwise she won't be able to drink it. The hand-pickled radish she brought over last time was almost eaten. In the past few days, I have been busy taking care of my godmother, mother and son and family affairs, so I didn't have time to send them.

Zhu Junyang looked at her silently, without nodding or shaking his head, looking like he had no intention of speaking. Yu Xiaocao learned from the princess that her youngest son had a strange temperament and didn't like to talk, so she didn't report that he would ignore his hopes.

Just as she was thinking about how to find a topic, and left after a few pleasantries, the little county king actually opened Chrysostom: "Hmm! The side dishes in this shop taste better than those in Beijing! ”

Of course, don't look at who gave the recipe! Xiaocao thought to herself, with a tsundere look on her face. Xiao Jiang's pickle shop is no longer in the remote vegetable market, not to mention moving to the main road, and changing to a big shop.

Later, Xiaocao wrote a few pickle recipes for him, this Xiaojiang's pickle making skills are really good, and the pickles made according to the recipe almost caught up with her level. Therefore, the reputation of the Jiangjia pickle shop has completely spread in Tanggu. In addition, pickles are delicious and inexpensive, no matter whether you have money or not, you can afford to eat them, and you like to eat them. Those who queue up to buy pickles every day are about to catch up with the queue in front of the Zhenyu Building to buy roast chicken and osmanthus duck. The dividends of Xiaocao are also increasing month by month. The little girl's purse has bulged a lot!

Sensing Xiaocao's slightly stinging expression, Zhu Junyang's heart was full of confusion. I suddenly thought that the concubine seemed to have said that the side dishes I ate a few days ago were made by the little girl herself, is it ......

"Jiang's pickle shop, is it yours?" No, if it's her family, why don't you call it Yu's pickle shop? Zhu Junyang was even more confused in his heart.

Looking at the confusion in the eyes of the little county king, Yu Xiaocao was even more embarrassed, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his little nose was facing the sky, he snorted, and said, "Although the pickle shop is not mine, I have a part!" Many of the pickles in it are recipes that I came up with. The sweet and sour crispy radish and wine beans in your hand are the original of this girl! ”

Wine beans, spicy with a faint aroma of wine, Zhu Junyang immediately fell in love with it after eating it once. Sweet and sour radish, crispy and refreshing, is the favorite of the mother. And these are all recipes that the little girl who is only ten years old in front of her came up with, so people don't know whether to praise her for being smart or saying that she is evil.

"I really want to pry open your skull and see how many strange things are in it...... "Little Junwang, you use a slightly complimentary tone to say the plot that only exists in horror movies, is it really good?"

Yu Xiaocao freed up one hand to protect his head, and pretended to be panicked and said, "Can't pry, can't pry!" If not, you'll have a chance to know what I'm going to do. If you pry it open, you can only see the white flowers......"

Zhu Junyang has not seen blood, in the years when he couldn't control himself being affected by his ability, he was violent, and naturally he would not have no life lawsuit in his hands. However, those people are to blame! * Bursting scenes, he has naturally seen them. Thinking of that kind of scene, happening to the elf and eccentric little girl in front of him, Zhu Junyang was extremely repulsed in his heart!

"With the master here, who dares to hurt you?!" A tyrannical emotion burst out from Zhu Junyang's body, and those ice-like eyes were filled with blood red. Wu Deshun, who has been by the side of King Yangjun for many years, sighed in his heart: Suffered, the master's temper is about to get out of control! There are so many people on the street, I don't know how many will be injured by mistake. But the master went out this morning and only brought him one guard, and he couldn't hold it alone!!

"Huh? Didn't you say you were going to pry open my skull? How did you lose your memory in an instant? Xiaocao's crisp words like raindrops, like pouring rain, instantly extinguished the burning flame in Zhu Junyang's heart.

This voice was like an empowerment, pulling Zhu Junyang back from the tyranny. Qingming gradually returned to the phoenix eyes, and the breath around his body was like a poisonous snake, and it slowly dissipated without a trace. Wu Deshun was surprised in his heart! The mouth is open enough to put two eggs: Oh my God! The master actually controlled it! Never before has there been such a precipice! This...... It's all because of this little girl in front of you?