Song Qingyuan went out in a good way, and he didn't see the tips of Wu Shuang's red ears in the smoke.

As soon as he went out, Bi Ning leaned in, "Childe? ”

Song Qingyuan was thinking about Fang Cai's scene, and Leng Buding was called out by him, and he was immediately displeased, "What are you doing?" ”

Bi Ning looked at Song Qingyuan's face worriedly and asked, "You haven't drunk alcohol today, why did your face turn red, but you are not feeling well?" ”

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, touched his face, his cheeks were a little hot, and he said nonsense: "Maybe it's too hot in the kitchen, just cool and cool." ”

Bi Ning was going to fan Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan glanced at him, and wondered why he had picked such a stupid thing in the first place.

Bi Ning was aggrieved, and he didn't know what he had done wrong to make his master unhappy, so he had to follow him stupidly.

After a while, the meals are out of the pot, and most of these dishes are made from local materials, mainly seafood, fried and fried, and the styles are rich.

Bi Ning tasted it and only exclaimed that it was delicious, even if he had never eaten such a delicious dish in his mansion in the capital before.

He kind of understood why his prince refused to leave.

The house was full of laughter and laughter, and He Xue walked on the road with a bad smell, and passers-by avoided it.

"What a shame!" He Xue was so angry that she stomped her feet and led people to copy the path, wanting to go home from a place where there were few people, so as not to let passers-by see her virtue.

She walked briskly ahead, when she suddenly heard a muffled grunt, and when she turned around, she saw that all the people she had brought with her had fallen to the ground.

She was just about to call for help but was covered in the mouth, and when it was dark in front of her, she didn't know anything, and when she woke up again, she found herself in an alley in the town.

All around her were poor beggars, who sat on the ground and looked at her like monsters.

He Xue remembered, this is a well-known slum in the town, a settlement called Huazi, this place has all kinds of religions and nine streams, how could she come here.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a little flower child rushed over, He Xue was startled, screamed, and waved her hands like a fly, "Go away, you dirty thing, don't touch me!" ”

She stumbled away in fright, and it was obvious that she was in the middle of the road so that the little beggar accidentally bumped into it.

This voice completely annoyed the beggars resting around.

They looked at the faces of others for a day, but when they arrived at their own place, they were pointed at and scolded by an outsider who broke in.

The accumulated anger was immediately aimed at He Xue, and when they saw that although her clothes were dirty, the fabric was of fine silk and satin, they knew that this must be a young lady from a rich family, and everyone rushed up to grab her things.

He Xue's hair was scattered, the pearl hairpin was lost, and all the valuable things on her body were looted, she cried and wanted to get it back from those people, but she was punched and kicked out of the alley.

He Xue got up and threatened: "You wait for me, wait for me to find someone to ask you to look good." ”

She can tell who robbed and who didn't, although these people are beggars, but they can't stand the large number of people, they are everywhere, even if she takes people to bring them to this place to stay, they will go to other places to settle tomorrow.

The things couldn't be chased back, and there was nowhere to get out, He Xue walked home, and before he got out of the town, it was dark again.

The Wu family was full of laughter, and the group pushed the cup to change the lamp during the banquet, and saw an entourage brought by Song Qingyuan whispering a few words to him, and Song Qingyuan nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

The banquet dispersed, Wu Shuang stayed to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Bi Ning is a discerning person, how can he let the person who is valued by the master do this kind of rough work, and hurriedly rushed forward to serve the dishes for her.

Wu Shuang wanted to take which bowl it was, and it was already in Bi Ning's hands in the next second.

Bi Ning held the bowl and hehehe, "Miss Wu, you can just let it go, let's come, you are our son's benefactor, how can you let you do such rough work." ”

Wu Shuang felt that Song Qingyuan's follower was stupid, and it was not good to throw all the work to him, after all, they were guests, so she followed to clean up the corners and corners of the place.

The two of them collected the dishes and wiped the table one by one, and with a tacit understanding, Bi Ning inadvertently glanced at Wu Shuang, and the surprise in his eyes flashed.

Bi Ning felt that he could go further, "Miss Wu, you didn't think about going to a better place to see?" Just staying in this small fishing village is probably burying your craft. Why don't you go back to Beijing with us, my son-in-law has a big family in the capital, and he will be able to take care of you. ”

After saying that, Bi Ning felt that she was too witty, so that the master didn't have to stay in such a small village for her.

When did his master endure this kind of hardship, even on the battlefield, there were people who took good care of his food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and he had to do everything by himself.

Wu Shuang asked rhetorically: "Shall I go with him?" In what capacity do you think I should go with him? ”

Bi Ning thought that the master couldn't stop praising Miss Wu's craftsmanship at the dinner table, and ate two bowls of rice on the spicy grilled fish, it must be that the master was nostalgic for Miss Wu's cooking skills and refused to go back, the chef at home did not have this level, and in terms of making fish, even the imperial chef was much inferior to Miss Wu.

Bi Ning blurted out, "As a chef." ”

Before his words fell, he was hit hard on his head, Song Qingyuan had never felt that this guy was such an eyesore, "If you can speak, just talk, don't say shut up, no one treats you as dumb." ”

Bi Ning was immediately silenced and walked away.

Song Qingyuan coughed lightly, "Don't listen to his nonsense." ”

Wu Shuang looked at the coarse linen clothes and sighed: "Don't blame your entourage for treating me as a cook, our identities are very different, and there will be no intersection in the future, when are you going to leave?" ”

Song Qingyuan took out a small cloth bag embroidered with koi fish from the gift he brought, and handed it to Wu Shuang, "This is for you." ”

Wu Shuang took the cloth bag, touched the fine embroidery on it, and asked, "Is this a parting gift?" ”

Song Qingyuan just smiled, but didn't speak.

Wu Shuang thought about it for a while, and felt that he had nothing to give to Song Qingyuan as a return gift.

He lacks nothing now, and he has nothing to give to himself, except for this cooking.

Thinking of this, Wu Shuang felt that she could make a few pickles for Song Qingyuan to take, this thing couldn't be eaten for a while, so she had a thought, and there was only one of them, and there was no other family.

She can make freshly caught shrimp and crabs into drunken shrimp and drunken crabs, but she can't finish it for a while.

"I've got to prepare a gift for you, can you wait for me for two days?"

She looked forward to Song Qingyuan's agreement, and it was also a little selfish to do so, it would take a day for these two pots of drunken shrimp and drunken crabs to prepare the ingredients, and another day for the ingredients to be marinated, and it would take two or three days to go back and forth, and it was not good for Song Qingyuan to go back before this.

Song Qingyuan blinked, "Just so reluctant to let me go?" ”

Wu Shuang's mouth stiffened, "What's the matter, it's just that it takes some time to prepare the ingredients." ”

The loneliness in her eyes couldn't be hidden, so she turned around and went to the village to find fresh shrimp and crabs.

The subordinates brought by Song Qingyuan were sent by Song Qingyuan to repair the boats for Wu Xiuwen and Wu Xiuwu, and seven or eight strong laborers came at once, which made Wu Guitian very happy, and the fishing boats that originally took five or six days to repair were completed in one afternoon.

As soon as it got dark, Song Qingyuan sent them back, not even Bi Ning.

Bi Ning wondered, "How nice it would be for you to come with us to the town guest house, this place is too crowded." ”

This reminded Song Qingyuan, "It makes sense, in a few days, arrange someone to come over to repair the Wu family, and build a few more houses." ”

Bi Ning didn't expect to say a word more and actually wrap himself in, and regretted it.

Song Qingyuan was about to go back to Wu's house, but when he saw that Bi Ning was still following, "Didn't you say that you should go first?" ”

Bi Ning hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you staying here because of the koi imprint on Miss Wu's body?" ”

Song Qingyuan's pupils trembled slightly.

Bi Ning couldn't wait for his reply, and continued: "In that case, isn't it just right for us to bring her back?" ”

The master of his family has never been involved in those power struggles, but now he has found this girl with the mark of a koi fish first, and he doesn't know how to plan it.

"Does the prince want to ......?"

Song Qingyuan's eyes were solemn, and he immediately intercepted the second half of Bi Ning's words, he wanted to kneel on the ground and salute and ask for guilt, but thinking that it was inconvenient to be outside at the moment, he could only hold back and ask Song Qingyuan in a low voice.

"Subordinates should be damned."

Bi Ning has been with him for many years, loyal, and the friendship between them is a fateful friendship, and he knows that Bi Ning is worried about such a person by his side, even if he has no idea of seizing the throne, but in the eyes of others, it is not so.

Song Qingyuan's thoughts were chaotic, and his pace slowed down.

In his previous life, he had never heard of what a woman with a koi imprint had to do with the fortunes of the country, and when he was reborn, he changed his fate, did he also change her fate?

After a few days of grinding, the two cans of drunken crabs and drunken shrimp were still ready, and at night, Wu Shuang was in a daze looking at the two clay pots in the yard.

Tonight is a full moon, and the moon is bright in the sky, and the silver light is everywhere.

Wu Xiuwen used the remaining wood from the repair ship to make a swing for her, wrapped a thick hemp rope, and sat up steadily.

Wu Shuang supported one leg on the ground, and with a little force, the swing was blocked, swaying, and then looking up at the starry sky, he felt that the heavens and the earth were swinging.

Suddenly, the swing swung out with great force, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Song Qingyuan standing behind her, and when the swing fell, he pushed it up vigorously, and the swing was thrown out again.

Wu Shuang protected the clay pot in her arms, "Stop, stop, I can swing, they can't." ”

I finally made it, and I spilled it again.

Song Qingyuan stopped pushing, and the swing gradually stopped.

Wu Shuang beckoned him to come and sit down, she moved to the side, and gave up a piece of the bench to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan changed out of the expensive clothes, and wore the coarse linen clothes when he worked in the Wu family on weekdays.

He can wear sackcloth and wear the feeling that the golden phoenix has fallen into the chicken coop, at that time he followed the Wu family father and son to work on the beach, when she delivered the food, from a distance, only he was dazzlingly white among the dark fishermen, and his body was straight when he didn't move or sit.

Wu Shuang opened the jar, pinched a drunken shrimp and handed it to Song Qingyuan, "Taste it." ”

The shrimp meat is refreshing/smooth and delicious, although it is half-raw, it is not fishy, and after chewing, it is drunk and pleasant, and there is an indescribable aroma.

Song Qingyuan smacked his lips and said strangely: "Why is the wine here a little cooked?" ”