Starting from tofu, Song Jing seems to have come to a country he has never set foot in.

"What is this?"

Song Jing, who only ate seven minutes full for dinner, ate a large plate of tofu today, and reluctantly put down the chopsticks in his hand until he felt a little support in his stomach.

Attention was drawn to the strange red bottle in front of him.

The woman uncorked the pot and poured hot water into the pot.

"My lord, this is a kettle, and the boiling water will not be cold all day in winter!"

Hearing this, Song Jing's eyes lit up and hurriedly asked, "No matter how cold it is, in winter?" ”

"Probably right?" The woman was stunned for a moment and then said, "You may have to ask Aunt Lin about this." ”

Then Song Jing saw a lot of strange things that he had never heard of, but when he asked about the details, he only got one sentence: I have to ask Aunt Lin.

"A-Yuan, don't you plan to tell the heavens about this?"

In the Juxiang Building, Song Jing played with the green-skinned frog in his hand. After turning the clockwork, it chirps and clatters on the table, and it is tireless over and over again.

"It's just folk gadgets."

After being silent for a long time, Gu Chengyuan spit out such a sentence with a straight face.

Song Jing couldn't see the nervousness on his face, picked up the soda he had just snatched from Wang Bao'er's hand, took a sip, and narrowed his fox eyes that had never been curvature in front of outsiders.

"Ah Yuan should know that these gadgets in your mouth don't even have them in the palace." Song Jing looked at the eyes that instantly became vigilant and felt very interesting.

The little cousin, who has been old like a little old man since he was a child, also cares about things.

"Song Jing! You don't meddle in your business, and let it rot in your stomach if you shouldn't say it! Gu Chengyuan suddenly warned like a fried cat.

"Oh~ It turns out that in A-Yuan's eyes, my cousin is the nosy person?" Seeing that he was really anxious, Song Jing also put away his joke and said, "But then again, Ah Yuan, do you really think that you can protect them by yourself?" ”

Gu Chengyuan was silent, his lips pursed into a straight line.

"If you want to protect what you cherish, it's not enough to just hide it."

This meaningful word made Gu Chengyuan come back to his senses slightly, and said angrily: "So many things can't stop your mouth!" ”

In order to entertain the newcomers, the villagers almost sent the best things in the supplies. Just because Song Jing glanced at the bottle of soda in Wang Bao'er's hand twice just now, Wang Yuandu directly snatched the things from his little grandson and gave them to him.

"It's because there are too many of them, and I haven't been idle from beginning to end!" Stripped of his initial formality, Song Jing found that there was something alive here that he had never seen before. "The people here are very interesting, no wonder A-Yuan, you can't think about it~ Also, when can you take me to meet Aunt Lin?"

"Wait for grandma to get better."

Thinking of Lin Fengqin's injury, Gu Chengyuan's face unconsciously revealed a strong anger.

"If the imperial grandmother hears that you are so intimate with this woman...... Song Jing stopped halfway through the words, "Anyway, only Xue Guifei and the second cousin in the palace can coax Grandmother Huang into a smile." ”

After saying this, Song Jing's heart was a little shaken.

He used to think it was strange that the second cousin and Ah Yuan were clearly brothers of the same mother, why the second cousin was deeply loved by his grandmother, but every time he saw A Yuan, he was indifferent.

Now he seemed to understand.

Three days later, Song Jing, who was so curious that she scratched her liver, finally saw Aunt Lin who was smiling when everyone mentioned it.

The shriveled and thin old lady on the bed seemed to be no different from the ordinary women outside, and even thinner.

"Aunt Lin."

was looking at it, and Song Jing, who was elbowed by Gu Chengyuan at the back waist, smiled lightly and said hello.

"You're Lord Song, aren't you?"

Lin Fengqin, who was still wearing a bandage on her arm, was held down by Gu Chengyuan, who took a step forward, as soon as she wanted to get up and salute.

"Grandma, Lord Song is a good official who is not informal, you just lie down." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Song Jing: "Right, Lord Song?" ”

"Yes, this official is a good official who works diligently for the people, respects the old and loves the young, and you lie down and heal your injuries quickly is what this official is most happy to see." After speaking, Song Jing squeezed his eyes: "Of course, if Aunt Lin is willing to give me more pear candy paste and rice candy, I will be even happier!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Fengqin was stunned for a moment, and her smile relaxed a little.

"You can't eat more pear candy paste, it's for cough suppression, if you like sweetness, my lord, I have something else, let Xiao Yuan send it to you when the time comes."

Hearing Lin Fengqin say this, Song Jing responded happily.

It's just that Song Jing is anxious to meet Lin Fengqin, and wants to know what kind of person can make the people praise and make the ninth cousin willing to plan for it.

It doesn't seem to be anything special now.

After a few casual greetings, seeing that the old man was tired, Song Jing also found an excuse to get up and say goodbye.

Not long after Song Jing returned to Juxianglou, the voice of the servant came from outside the door: "Shizi, someone has sent something." ”

"Bring it in."

Song Jing had long been accustomed to the things that the people had sent him from time to time these days, until he raised his head on the table and found that he had never seen it before.

"What is this?"

There were some pastries on the plate and something wrapped in blue and white oiled paper.

Konoe then relayed the visitor's words.

originally thought it was just a polite remark, but Song Jing didn't think that the old lady really sent the things the next day.

I was a little stunned for a while.

Growing up in the Imperial City, he had seen almost everything, but never tried it.

When I was young, I saw the food that smelled sweet when I was sitting in a carriage and walking on the streets of Chang'an and lifting the curtains, even if I went back and told my parents seriously that I wanted to eat and watch, it would be regarded as a joke.

How can you eat the food that the untouchables like to eat?

Even now, the things that are sent below for the sake of the knot are not said to be priceless, but they are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After being silent for a long time, Song Jing picked up the strange-looking thing, and after a few glances, he understood how to eat it before peeling off the candy paper.

The layer of glutinous rice paper on the outside melts in your mouth, and a mouth full of sweet fragrance ensues.

Everyone in the princess's mansion "knows" that the prince doesn't like sweets.

And now—

Song Jing leaned back and leaned back on the Eight Immortals chair, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.

Just when he was relaxing, Lin Fengqin, who was still lying on the other side, couldn't sleep.

ran to the supply and marketing cooperative, and at this time, the injury on her arm began to ache faintly again.

She thought far ahead, and she didn't dare to fully believe that Song Jing must be a good official. Therefore, the things selected and sent are both novel and not too eye-catching.

And Lin Fengqin thought back to Song Jing's expression before, and always felt that there was something strange about his look at Gu Chengyuan.

At this time, Song Jing, who didn't know that he had been tempted, was still leaning on the chair and eating snacks very happily, so he wrote an ambiguous letter to the emperor.

It was also written on it that the emperor didn't have to worry about protecting the dragon body, and he had already heard the news of Gu Chengyuan.....