In the following time, Su Xiaoxiao turned the last page of each book very quietly.

Generally, there can be two or three dishes in the Republic of China, and there can be about ten dishes in the Qing Dynasty.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were more of them, there were about fifteen or so, but if you went up, you would encounter some characters that were different from their time.

Although most of them can be recognized, some things are just the kind that are very different and missing.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't fail to understand the hard guess, and after copying this book, he encountered something he didn't understand, so he directly replaced it with another one.

Generally speaking, there are 25 to 30 dishes copied in each book, which is already very powerful.

What's more, there is a thick pile in front of her, and when she finds an opportunity, she will go to further study.

In this way, you can understand any ancient characters.

At noon, I went to eat with Xingzhi and Jiang Yexun.

Each person held four lunch boxes in their hands, although it was still a little insufficient, but they didn't think to bring Su Hongchen with them.

They felt that there were too many people on this train, and if they brought Su Hongchen with them, it would be unsafe for Aunt Guo and Su Xiaoxiao, two female comrades, to be there and guard so many things.

So they'd rather run twice in trouble.

Jiang Ye looked for braised pork, boiled fish, diced kung pao chicken, mapo tofu, lettuce drizzled in oil, braised eggplant and a stir-fried pork with celery sauce.

There was no soup, so he could only think about making a few more cups of milk powder when it came out.

Shinoxiao eats slowly, and it is easy to choke if he is a little faster or distracted.

Therefore, every meal of soup and water in their family is absolutely indispensable.

As for the rice, Jiang Yexun didn't rush to fight, anyway, the food on this train was definitely enough.

But if the good food is slow, it will definitely be destroyed.

So after finishing this dozen dishes, Jiang Yexun and He Xingzhi hurriedly rushed back with the lunch box.

But there were too many people on this train, and everyone knew that there would be no good food when it was late, so they hurried to the dining car one by one.

As soon as this person is squeezed, there will naturally be chaos.

He Xingzhi followed Jiang Yexun with great difficulty, and someone bumped into him without paying attention.

The strength was so great that the lunch box in his hand was turned over.

The female comrade who bumped into him exclaimed in fright, and she didn't care about anything, so she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the lid of the lunch box.

The iron lunch box was already heat conductive, and after the gap in the opening of the aisle, the hot vegetable soup poured out and flowed on her hands.

He Xingzhi is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and the first reaction is that this dish cannot be sprinkled.

He was afraid that Brother Chen would think that the people led by Brother Ye were unreliable, and he couldn't even do such a trivial thing.

So after flipping his wrist and making sure there would be no problem with the dish, he wrung his eyebrows and looked at the woman who hit him.

The familiar face made his already frowning brow wrinkle even tighter at once.

"What do you say?" He Xingzhi's tone was somewhat questioning.

Originally, the female comrade still had red eyes and looked aggrieved.

She even complained about it, but she didn't expect to be blocked back by such a big boss.

The corners of her mouth twitched in anger, and she could only look at He Xingzhi apologetically and suspiciously, "What did you say about this comrade?" We didn't know each other before. ”

As soon as the crowd who were watching the excitement on the side heard her words, their eyes that looked at He Xingzhi immediately became full of suspicion and defensiveness.

After everyone got on the train, one was to prevent pickpockets, and the other was to prevent human traffickers.

This old man is close to a strange girl, and it immediately reminds people of human traffickers.

But He Xingzhi didn't understand so many twists and turns, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Before the train arrived, you greeted our companions on the platform."

The lesbian smiled a little awkwardly, "Originally, you were with them." You didn't speak, and I didn't pay much attention to it......"

"Next time you walk and look at the road, it's good that this dish wasn't knocked over by you, otherwise you'll have to buy us a new one." He Xingzhi frowned, and his tone was a little bored.

He hates this kind of frizzy person who always causes trouble for others.

And others don't say anything about her too much.

Otherwise, they will always be accidentally scolded back, and if the words are more serious, people like them who have been implicated will become cautious.

After talking to Xingzhi, he didn't give the man a chance to say anything more, and directly followed Jiang Yexun.

Instead, Jiang Yexun looked back at the two female comrades.

The dark eyes are like a bottomless pool, and the faces of the two female comrades are not good.

It's as if they are the ones who have been greatly wronged, and they glared back.

Jiang Yexun didn't bother to take care of them, so he retracted his gaze and took He Xingzhi back to the box.

After putting a few lunch boxes on the table, he said: "On the way back just now, we bumped into two female comrades who had just come over to talk on the platform, and one of them knocked over the lunch box in Xingzhi's hand. The dish didn't come out, but the soup made the lesbian's hand red. ”

As soon as Jiang Yexun finished saying this, Su Hongchen's suspicious gaze immediately looked over.

"You remember those two lesbians quite well."

No matter how she heard this, she felt a sour taste, which made Su Xiaoxiao look at her brother with some suspicion.

But everyone's feelings are quite normal these years, so Su Hongchen didn't feel anything unusual.

Jiang Yexun lowered his eyebrows and explained, "I mean it's too coincidental. ”

Since the last time he took the train and Su Hongchen was killed, he no longer believes in any so-called coincidences.

In his opinion, all coincidences may be carefully arranged calculations.

Su Hongchen also immediately understood what he meant, and then looked at the several lunch boxes placed on the table.

Two of the lunch boxes had soup on them.

"These two were just touched by the lesbian?" Su Hongchen asked coldly.

"Only the one above is the one she just touched." He Xingzhi hurriedly said.

Seeing that Jiang Yexun and Su Hongchen's brows were getting tighter and tighter, he hurriedly promised, "I'm sure the lid must be the one on top, and she hasn't touched the other lunch boxes at all." ”