Zhou Gongjin is a good hand in cooking, and naturally it is impossible to be blackmailed by those black-hearted traders in the selection of mutton, these mutton is said to be exclusively for the pasture of the Jingwu court, the meat is as tender as white jade, and it is even more tempting to roll in the soup.

A group of poor students in Taixue Hall have never eaten such delicious things, all of them gobble up, and throw away all the "etiquette" and "humility" taught by Huang Hansheng on weekdays, Xiao Qian ate a mouth full of oil and water, the taste of spices and ginger and garlic collided everywhere in his mouth, and the mutton melted between his lips and teeth like an ice cube, accompanied by hot air straight to the stomach.

After a while, he opened his mouth and gently spat out a puff of white mist, and the word "satisfaction" was written on his face with a brush.

The building put vegetables in Xiao Ding and scolded him angrily: "Can you slow down! What do I eat when you finish eating! You eat more vegetables! Leave me some meat!"

For a while, the atmosphere of fighting and laughter permeated the hall, and some people were even more familiar with bringing a few jars of rice wine from the kitchen, and the noisy shouting of the wine made everyone's frolic and cheerful rise to several levels.

Qin Ke also ate from ear to ear, he was born in the territory of the Mo family, which is not a bitter cold place, but this way of eating is not uncommon to him.

Usually, he and the master just add some noodles to the porridge and side dishes, and the stomach is satisfied.

However, one year in the winter festival, the village killed a white fat sow that had been raised together for nearly a year, in a festive and jubilant, Qin Ke and the master also got half a fan of meat, of course, the condiments are not as rich as today, but recalling the scene of eating meat with the master around the charcoal fire that night, it is still full of fragrance, as if it was the best thing he has ever eaten in his life.

Now he can't taste that good, but he can eat mutton with his friends in Jingwu in laughter, which also makes him inexplicably find a sense of warmth in this place thousands of miles away from home.

Listening to the laughter and scolding in the room, the chopsticks in his hand plucked the whole piece of mutton, blew it and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when he suddenly remembered that Zhang Fu behind him had not been able to eat a bite yet, and secretly scolded himself for negligence, turned sideways, and Zhang Fu's clear and somewhat charming eyes were looking at him.

"Do you want to eat?" Qin Ke of course referred to the mutton full of soup on his chopsticks.

Zhang Fu was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Qin Ke to suddenly ask such a question, in fact, she was not hungry, but Qin Ke handed the cold mutton to her, which made her a little overwhelmed.

The chopsticks he used, is this counted...... According to the etiquette of Qunfangguo, a man and a woman doing this kind of intimate behavior are undoubtedly announcing that the two people have made a private agreement for life. However, Zhang Fu knew that Qin Ke didn't mean this, but he felt a hot face inexplicably, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

She lowered her head, avoiding Qin Ke's eyes and looking at her toes.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ke followed his gaze to the floor, "The hairpin fell to the ground?"

He remembered that this happened to Aunt Qing a lot, every time she dropped the hairpin, she had to shout for Uncle Ji to help find it, and Uncle Ji knelt on the ground and replied weakly: "I'm looking for it...... Found it......"

But...... Qin Ke finally found some clues later, every time Aunt Qing lost the hairpin, Uncle Ji's face inevitably had a few more scratches, and his appearance of kneeling to find the hairpin was usually: his eyes looked at the ground stunned, with a posture of daring to be angry and not daring to speak, and people who didn't know thought that he had a deep hatred with the hairpin.

Qin Ke looked at Uncle Ji with very pity in his eyes, thinking that Uncle Ji's breeches were probably still padded with a rough washboard, which was really embarrassing for him.

"No, not really. Zhang Fu bit her lip, she didn't know how to answer, but she felt that the embarrassing atmosphere continued to ferment, she was a little panicked, although he kept telling himself not to think nonsense, but those chaotic thoughts washed her away like a flash flood.

I don't know where her thoughts drifted, she simply felt a little resolute in her heart, and bit down on the chopsticks.

Qin Ke was taken aback by her fierce momentum, watching her swallow the mutton almost without chewing, thinking that she was really hungry, he hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks to grab another piece of mutton, and handed it to Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu covered her lips with one hand, looking at Qin Ke's eager gaze, no matter how big her heart was, she couldn't really let Qin Ke feed it one bite at a time, and said vaguely: "It's okay, it's okay...... Do you eat...... I'm not hungry......"

Fortunately, Qiao Feifan happened to be pacing in from outside the door at this time, Zhang Fu was happy in his eyes, and hurriedly stood up and walked towards Qiao Feifan.

The two girls' families didn't accompany everyone to go crazy outside, Zhou Gongjin and they arranged the inner room, Qin Ke looked at Zhou Gongjin's attentive appearance strangely, and felt as if as long as Qiao Feifan was present, he would show this kind of expression similar to that of a little girl's follower, and even a pair of eyes were shining.

He wondered if Abu felt the same way, but Abu buried his head in the flesh and seemed to pay no attention to the matter, so he put the matter aside and didn't think about it anymore.

"Why isn't Gao Changgong here?" Qin Ke suddenly thought of this, and asked curiously, this is the general's mansion, Gao Changgong is the master, but he can't even see a figure, it's really a little strange.

"The Sun Mansion has set up a banquet for hundreds of officials today, and Brother Changgong naturally received an invitation, and he should still ......be in the Sun Mansion at this time," Abu was eating in his mouth, and he spoke with an urn in his mouth.

"Oh. Qin Ke said a little disappreciatively: "Didn't you just win a game, look at them are still angry, and they are holding a banquet for fear that others will not know." ”

Abu knew that Qin Ke was a little unwilling, in fact, he was also sad when he lay on the ground and saw the banner on their side falling, but after so much time, he gradually calmed down.

Gao Changgong told him that the victory or defeat was not on this day or two, although he still couldn't understand it now, but at least he knew one thing very well, that is, he was not as good as Sun Qing now, but he may not be able to change in the future, he put down his chopsticks and said: "Sun Qing will leave the Taixue Hall and join the army this year, this martial arts exercise is equivalent to him handing in the best answer sheet to everyone, of course the Sun family attaches great importance to it." Don't be angry, what can you do if you win, you don't want to join the army at all, even if you have the title of deputy general, what's the point?"

"It's meaningless...... Qin Ke hummed while eating mutton, "That Sun Qing has been coaxing all day long, and everyone seems to owe him a few hundred taels of silver, so I'm not happy." ”

"The Sun family can't afford to look down on a few hundred taels ......" Abu replied with a wry smile, with the Sun family's style, if they really want to borrow money, a few hundred taels is just a fraction, where is it worth Sun Qing to care about? Of course, if the Sun family really wants to pay a lot of money, I am afraid that the return they will ask for afterwards will definitely not be more than one or two times.

Just like when Jing Wu was founded, the Sun family firmly stood on the side of Zhuge Wanling, which was exchanged for the status of "Jing Wu's first gate valve".

Speaking of Gao Changgong, Gao Changgong happened to come in from outside the door, and the old servant respectfully took off his coat for him, and Gao Changgong replied with a faint smile.

He can govern this Jingwu Iron Army, but he is not very good at cleaning up the daily trivialities, and this great general's mansion is all in charge of this old servant.

"Good work, Po Bo. ”

"Where is the young master? "A young master represents the identity of the old servant as a member of the Gao family, even though Gao Changgong is now above 10,000 people under Jing Wu, he is still the most unrestrained and uninhibited young master in the eyes of the Gao family.

Gao Changgong, who took off his shoes and boots, walked on the smooth floor, and the poor students in the Taixue Hall in front of the board on both sides were already drunk: some were sleeping on the table, and some were lying on the floor talking nonsense...... There was also a sudden loud singing of a folk song when planting rice, and the classmate next to him who felt unpleasant blocked his mouth with the rag on the table, and I don't know whether the smell of the rag was too stinky or the classmate used too much force, he rolled his eyes and fell to the floor with a plop.

A moment later, he let out a long snort.

Xiao Qian hugged the wine jar, but his loose sleepy eyes were swollen as big as walnuts, his face was red and almost became a monkey's buttocks, and the building was drunk to grab the wine jar in his hand, he hummed and chirped and held onto it, and said in his mouth: "Don't rob my meat, this is my meat." ”

"You...... Your meat...... It's not tasty...... It's all fat ......" The building now also has a bit of a big tongue, and he can't stand steadily, so he pounces on the wine jar that Xiao Qian is holding, and shouts in his mouth: "Let go of Lao Tzu...... You dead pig......"

Xiaoqian struggled awkwardly: "Don't let go, my mother won't let go when she comes......"

"I'm your father!"

“...... Daddy can't do it either!"

In fact, the wine jar was already empty, but the two of them just fought for each other, and finally the two of them rolled down to the floor together in the scramble, one pressed on the other, and fell asleep like this.

Looking at the audience, that is, Abu and Qin Ke were still sitting soberly.