Chapter Thirty-Nine: Eating people with a short mouth, Xiang Hong's son is the peak of the eighth order

"Your Highness, thank you for cooking for us."

Su Chanyi seemed to wink her right eye playfully.

But after holding this position for too long, Zhang Junlin still reacted with hindsight.

Isn't this turning a blind eye?

"It's not hard, it's not hard, Miss Su is hard, you eat more for a while, don't stop."

Eat people with a short mouth.

Plug Miss Su's mouth, trying to fool her...... Ah no, wouldn't it be easy to invite the white girl to join the gang to help?

Su Chanyi looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was smiling as cunning as a fox, and suddenly felt that she was suspected of betraying her servants.

Just wanted to inquire about whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wanted Bai Zhi to make a promise or how to do it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took the soup spoon and seasoning, and asked her with a straight face.

"Miss Su, do you prefer salty or light?"

“…… Lighter. ”

After answering, Su Chanyi stood up straight and walked towards the stream without saying a word.

His steps are brisk, and the corners of his mouth are smiling.

A careful person like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be good to Bai Zhi.

She is very relieved.

"Miss, Miss, you see that there are fish in this river, why don't you catch a few and let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince put them in the pot to eat?"

Su Chanyi looked at the heartless Bai Zhi and was envious.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not only has good cooking skills, but also has no shelf, and he also cooks for us personally, which is really a blessing for the young lady."

“……”

Su Chanyi really wanted to tell this stupid girl.

I owe her blessing.

Su Chanyi turned her head to look at His Royal Highness the Prince, who was still carefully preparing flavors for her, walked to Bai Zhi's side, and snatched a simple harpoon made of poplar branches from her hand.

"Miss?"

"You're not hungry, go eat first, I'll spearfish you."

"Thank you, Miss...... But doesn't the young lady not like to kill? ”

Angelica is delicious.

However, because the cooking force is not well controlled, every time you cook, it will lead to the rebuilding of the kitchen.

The young lady is not delicious, but the doctor is benevolent, and it is said that she can't see the bloody scene of killing chickens and ducks, so she can't cook.

When they went out of the mountain, they were worried that they would starve to death halfway by the cooks in the mountains.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm not good at it."

Su Chanyi said lightly, seeing Bai Zhi looking at her with inquiring eyes, she was a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly changed the topic.

"Go eat it, it's almost rotten."

"Isn't Miss hungry?"

“……”

I just mentioned that Bai Zhi, who eats and runs faster than anyone else, where is it?!

Su Chanyi surged up with an evil fire and pointed at the hidden woods.

"I'm going to Xiaojie, it takes too long, do you want to go with me?"

"Miss, why don't you go to Xiaojie and say it directly, why are you embarrassed, there are no outsiders here."

Bai Zhi shouted loudly, holding her bowl and trotting towards the steaming iron pot.

Su Chanyi saw His Royal Highness the Prince's concerned gaze, thinking that he should have heard about Christmas just now, two blushes appeared on Yu's face, and his teeth were clenched.

He took the harpoon and threw it into the river.

Crackling!

The flames flickered, and the sparks that splashed out were gently brushed away by Angelica dalian.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what are you doing here? Salt and sauce? And chopped green onions......"

Bai Zhi glanced at the smooth pottery bowl in his hand, and then at the bowl in Zhang Junlin's hand, and smacked his mouth.

staring at the bowl with a blank eye, it was rare that he didn't want to eat a pot full of delicacies.

"This is for Miss Su, with these seasonings, it is more fragrant when eating hot pot, in addition, she likes to eat light food, which may not be to your taste."

"I like heavy flavors, and the pastries are sweet and never greasy."

Bai Zhi took the opportunity to hold the bowl and handed it over.

If she wasn't afraid that she would poke a hole in the bowl by adjusting the ingredients, she would never have let the prince of a country serve her so shamelessly.

Thinking so, Bai Zhi retracted the bowl and said with a rare shy smile: "Your Highness, I have no intention of offending, otherwise, how about you help me spice and I will help you do something?" ”

Zhang Junlin did not answer, but looked at the river.

Where is Miss Su?

Could it be that urinating is not an excuse but a reality?

"His Royal Highness the Prince? Is it so difficult to make a sauce? ”

"No...... I'm just thinking, what am I lacking and what are you. ”

Zhang Junlin pretended to look at Bai Zhi deeply.

Bai Zhi's face suddenly changed drastically: It's bad, she's not as powerful as Miss, she wants to have no face, she wants to have no brains, and the only advantage is that she can be beaten.

"White girl, we've only met a few times, and I don't know what you're good at?"

"I ...... I...... I can eat, and I can fight. ”

Bai Zhi looked at the bubbling iron pot and the chicken wings floating up and down, and suddenly felt that she didn't do anything, sorry for this hot pot.

"By the way, I see that your soldiers here are all pitifully weak, why don't I help you teach them martial arts?"

Good guy, it turns out that you can really succeed with sincerity!

"Since the white girl is willing to teach, this is their blessing."

Zhang Junlin pretended to calmly take the bowl handed by Bai Zhi and began to add soul to the bowl.

In fact, his wrists were shaking with excitement.

It worked.

A hot pot was really exchanged for a special education!

If it weren't for the heat, my eyes would have hurt and I would have felt like a dream.

"By the way, His Royal Highness the Prince, it's no problem to teach them to practice martial arts, but if you want to make them strong, you can't just let me eat meat, they have to eat it too."

“……”

Zhang Junlin's hand in pounding the sauce stopped, and the bruises on his forehead jumped.

In this era, farming was not understood, let alone raising livestock, which was only raised individually for the powerful royal family to eat.

Ordinary people want to hunt tooth sacrifices or something, all by hunting.

"There is not much woodland in Jinling City, and if you want to hunt, you have to go to Chu County."

Nanyue and Western Chu are separated by mountains less than 100 li, and the mountains stretch for five or six hundred li from northwest to southeast.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, I don't know how many nests of fat pigs can be brought out when I plunge into it.

"The meat thing is wrapped up in this palace."

If a government decree goes down, there will be brave men under the heavy reward, exchanging grain for meat to eat, even if he is scolded why he doesn't eat minced meat, he must improve the overall strength of the soldiers.

It's just that the food is consumed too fast, and I don't know how long it will last.

That's right.

The fact that Western Chu wants to send assassins can be taken advantage of, and take the opportunity to ask the Dog Emperor for a sum of food to appease His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is about to "abandon the city and flee", it should be reasonable, right?

As for the black cauldron that offends people, it's good to let the second prince carry it.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Zhang Junlin was happy, and added a large number of souls to the bowl.

……

It is a new city on the southwest border of Chu State, which is more than 1,500 miles away from Jinling, and Jizhou, the capital of the former small affiliated state of Wu.

"Report!"

"Jinling Battle Report!"

A fast horse galloped from the east.

When the soldier delivering the letter handed the letter into the hands of Xiang Hong's son Xiang Yuzhi, he fell to the ground with a bang and died of exhaustion.

Even if it is a fourth-order martial artist, he can run continuously for three days and three nights, crossing mountains and rivers, and changing horses without changing people, and he has already reached the limit of his body.

"Thick burial, relatives in addition to military registration, household registration of the village, ten gold."

He is tall and only twenty-five or sixteen years old, but he looks very old and capable because of his perennial travel to various battlefields, and he is usually like a needle in the three armies, and his joy and anger are invisible, but he has his own majesty that can withstand the 300,000 army.

But the moment Xiang Yuzhi saw the letter, the solid wood table in front of him was struck by this eighth-order peak martial artist without warning.

Powder.