Chapter 1047 The road of cooking men is getting farther and farther

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. "Steamed eggs with lime, eight-treasure porridge ......" Wumeng yawned and fell on the couch and closed his eyes, tired for a day and sleepy.

Han Che looked down at her ankles, as if the swelling had subsided after rubbing Song Yi's medicine.

How to make lime steamed eggs and eight-treasure porridge, he was a little distressed.

Han Che, who has just learned to grill chicken legs, has gone further and further on the road of cooking men.

The carriage had just taken two steps before it was stopped, and the carriage was asking in a tangled manner: "May I ask Miss Wumeng, do you bring that Xiaofang with you?" โ€

Wumeng lifted the curtain and said with a smile: "Grandpa Lizheng, you must bring it, the sexual happiness of the singles in your late village depends on her, it would be too wasteful not to bring it." โ€

Li Zheng nodded: "Eh, then I'll ask someone to bring it." โ€

Wumeng smiled and lowered the curtain, that cheap woman, doesn't she like to frame others for violating her, she just let her be violated enough.

Hmph, if you don't respect yourself, don't blame others for making you do your best.

"Lady, I'm annoyed when I look at that woman, why don't you solve her with a knife." Han Che was extremely unhappy.

Wu Meng glanced at him: "Attract bees and butterflies, why are you so beautiful, you are also at fault." โ€

"Ah, lady, it's my fault that I'm born beautiful?" Han Che looked surprised.

"Hmph, it's your fault anyway, the flies don't stare at the eggs." Wumeng closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Han Che Daxia deeply reviewed himself, whether he was with the villager uncle these days, and he was too kind to people, so he made the cheap woman feel that there was an opportunity.

This directly led to Han Che Daxia pulling his face when he saw women from now on, like a black god.

The place where the army camped was not far away, and everyone arrived together, and Wu Meng chased the fireman and asked him to get a rice porridge, and he ate to his heart's content.

Han Che saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, dug the fireman out of the bed in the middle of the night, and asked him to teach him how to cook porridge.

The fireman looked at him, no mistake, how do you look at it like this, you are not a person who can wash your hands and make soup, and it is a serious thing to use your slender white fingers like jade to play with ancient jade.

Fairy-like characters like you also came to steal our fireman's job, and you didn't let people live.

"Childe, this kind of cooking porridge, I don't dare to work for you, you want to eat and talk to the little one, and cook it for you immediately." The fireman said with a smile on his face.

Han Che looked at his smiling face and wanted to give him a sword, and today his wife smiled at him, saying that his porridge was cooked well.

Han Che expressed dissatisfaction.

"Less verbose, how to cook." Han Che stared at a black cauldron, his brows furrowed, this was really the first time he had seen this thing.

The fireman didn't look like he was joking, with a black line, such a handsome noble son, why did he want to cook porridge if he had nothing to do.

He taught Han Che very patiently, honestly scooped up the rice, put it in the pot, and told Han Che how much water to put in.

Han Che looked at the rice in the pot and asked carefully, "How many times have you just washed this thing?" โ€

"Twice." The fireman is honest.

"Washed twice?" The face of the super clean boy immediately changed, and he remembered that the bowl of porridge he had eaten at night had only been washed once, and he felt his stomach churning.

The fire man smiled: "Master Han, this is the barracks, everything has to be saved, and water is especially expensive." โ€

It was because these noble people wanted to eat it, so it was wasted, and the soldiers only ate it once, and so many people ate rice and washed it once, which required a lot of water.

Han Che straightened his face: "How many times do you usually wash it?" โ€

"The kitchen in the palace is usually washed three times, and this rice can't be washed more, but it will lose the taste." The fireman said innocently.

Han Che studied with a serious face: "Just put it in the pot and put the water?" โ€

"yes...... This water is not put casually, it has to be put in a good proportion, and it is delicious when it is cooked......"

So this night, Han Che learned to cook porridge all night, fortunately he was smart, although he had never done it, but after studying all night, he made a bowl of porridge early the next morning and served it to Wumeng, and put a small piece of minced chicken in it.

Wu Meng didn't think that he did it himself, and drank it happily, Han Che asked with a pleading face on the side: "Lady, is it delicious?" โ€

Wumeng nodded: "It's delicious, but it's delicious, but why are there some pieces of porridge in it, the fireman may be too tired, it doesn't matter." โ€

Han Che had a bitter face: "Lady, this is what I cooked." โ€

Wumeng looked at him with wide eyes: "Shenma? You cooked, there is a fireman here, what kind of porridge are you going to cook? โ€

Han Che looked at her with his ocean-deep eyes with an aggrieved expression, and her scalp was numb.

"Okay, okay, it's the first time you cook it, it's really good to be able to cook like this." Wumeng patted him on the shoulder: "Keep up the good work!" โ€

Han Che was instantly cured, and the farts went to the fireman to discuss that there would be pieces of porridge cooked for Shenma.

Wu Meng looked at his back and looked a little dazed, if Han Che was really so stupid for a lifetime, it would really be a good thing for her.

However, she knew it was unlikely.

Song Yi had actually made a medicine to cure Han Che, but he was afraid that after he got better, he would go to help Yin Li Falcon do bad things, so he had to suppress it first and not give it to him.

After breakfast, Hua Resheng and King's Landing came to find Wumeng, took Li Zheng and a few big men in the village, and went to the Big Bear Meadow.

The Great Bear Meadow, now completely invisible, was completely covered in volcanic dust, and burned to the ground along the way, and it should be glad that there were no people living here.

Not daring to get too close to the volcano for fear of another eruption, they surveyed the surrounding area and found that there had been mudslides around them, and many rivers had been blocked by magma.

After reading it about once, Hua Reborn drew a rough map.

When I returned to the camp, I saw a group of soldiers gathered around, shouting and shouting, not knowing what they were doing.

A few of them walked over and saw that it was a group of villagers and men who were competing, and there was a woman half-lying on the ground next to them.

"What are you doing?" Hua Resheng asked.

The soldier hurriedly returned: "Back to the princess, that woman was given by the princess to the bachelor of Wanjia Village, and they are competing with whoever has more strength, and who will sleep with that woman tonight." โ€

Hua Chongsheng looked back at Wumeng: "What's the matter?" โ€

Han Che snorted lightly, with a look of disgust, Wu Meng told her what happened yesterday.

Hua Chongsheng said with a smile: "There is such a woman who is not self-sufficient, dare to say that Han Che violated her, what a big heart." She walked over and grabbed Lin Juanfang and glanced at it, frowning slightly: "Didn't you notice that she looked like a person?" โ€

Wu Meng hurried up, stared at Lin Juanfang carefully, and shook his head: "I don't think so." โ€

Hua Chongsheng patted her head: "Come over again, take a closer look, don't look at it with emotion." โ€

Lin Juanfang woke up suddenly, staring at Wumeng with a cold eye, and Wumeng's eyes widened instantly: "It seems to be a bit like that who ......" reading, a better reading experience.