Gao Yishui was right, Lan Yuxuan's food was indeed delicious.

Qin Ke remembered the day when he fought Su Dingfang with Abu in front of the palace, according to the rules, the two of them could eat at a table in front of the palace, but later there was a major event like the assassination of Zhuge Wanling, so he couldn't taste the dishes made by the imperial chef in the palace.

However, the next day the palace gave a roast leg of mutton, although it is a traditional practice in the sea, but in the hands of the imperial chef of Jingwu Palace, the roasted crispy skin is accompanied by fennel, cumin and other spices, the aroma is fragrant.

When you bite into it, the plump and tender flesh has a slightly fishy and sweet taste...... The two legs of mutton were quickly divided up by him, Abu and the students of Taixuetang, and even the bones were gnawed by Xiao Qian three times, and Qin Ke still feels funny when he thinks of the scene that day.

And Lan Yuxuan's chef, although not comparable to the imperial chef, is not far behind.

It's just that Qin Ke can't eat it now, just because he can feel that the woman in red sitting next to him is looking at him quietly.

Qin Ke felt very embarrassed, turned his head slightly, and constantly "killed" Gao Yishui over there with sharp eyes, he also hoped that Gao Yishui could come to save him, who knew that Gao Yishui just smiled, with an expression of "It's none of my business, please take care of yourself", while picking up vegetables, he reached out and grabbed the woman in the goose yellow dress on the right, laughing presumptuously.

Being held like this, the woman was not ashamed at all, but was laughing stupidly, she held the wine jug in both hands, and kept pouring a full cup of water for Gao Yishui.

"Childe. The woman in red opened her lips lightly, and the delicate makeup on her face made her look pure and a little charming, "Childe deliberately sat so far away from me, is he dissatisfied with the slave?"

"This ......" Qin Ke knew that his face must be so stiff now that it looked like it had just been dragged out of the ice cellar, "No...... I'm just a little ...... Not very adaptable. ”

"Not very adaptable?" The woman in red smiled lightly, of course she knew that Qin Ke was the first time to come to such a fireworks place, but Qin Ke was a little special, generally speaking, the children of official eunuchs, after a certain age, would arrange a "room girl" at home to experience the affairs of men and women.

With such an experience, it is natural to have a little ignorance of the things between men and women that are not humane, and even if they enter the place of fireworks, they will not be so nervous about men and women fighting each other.

And the performance between Qin Ke's eyebrows was enough to let the woman in red know that he had no concept of this at all, which made her feel a little puzzled.

Could it be that this is not some kind of official young master?

But soon, she refuted her own idea. If it weren't for the young master of the official family, why would Mother Huang be so respectful? There are many wealthy businessmen in Jiujiang City, but Lan Yuxuan's background, even if it is a wealthy businessman? What can make Huang's mother treat it so cautiously must not be a simple rich child.

After turning a few thoughts, she also smiled slightly, isn't it what? For a woman like her, who is weak and weak, she is a distinguished guest, no matter how nervous Qin Ke is, she has to accompany her.

"Childe's surname?" The girl in red picked up the wine jug and slowly filled the wine glass in front of Qin Ke, her movements were elegant and smooth, "If the slave does anything wrong, you must tell the slave, and the slave must try her best to satisfy the childe." ”

Qin Ke drooped his head, wanting to keep his distance from the woman in red so that he could eat this "feast" well, but he obviously felt that the woman in red slowly moved the chair closer to him, and the chopsticks holding the vegetables were also frozen in mid-air.

"I'll help you. The woman in red said softly, she stretched out her chopsticks, and divided a piece of fish meat with the most plump abdomen from the "Zhuge Grilled Fish" on the table, and put it in Qin Ke's bowl.

Qin Ke buried his head in hardship, pretending that he was a wooden man at all and couldn't hear the words of the outside world, only in this way could he get a little relief from this tension.

However, the taste of Zhuge grilled fish is really good, no wonder Zhuge Wanling likes to eat this.

Qin Ke remembered that the master also liked to eat fish, but neither Zhuge Wolong nor he Qin Ke obviously had any talent for cooking, so most of them just roasted on the fire and sprinkled with salt.

Despite this, Master still ate deliciously.

Maybe this is a brother? Qin Ke thought as he ate.

He finished the bowl of rice, and the woman in red helped him refill it very easily, and his eyes fell on the dish in the distance, and the woman in red helped him to put it in the bowl.

The smoky taste of rice wine gradually fermented in the room, and Qin Ke also drank a few glasses, the wine was on his head, and his face was a little dizzy.

He slowly relaxed, and for a moment, he even felt that it was not bad to have such a person next to him, and he cautiously squinted at the woman in red, the expression on her face was serene, just like Zhang Fu.

It's just that compared to Zhang Fu, the woman in red is older, Qin Ke didn't have any interest in her, he just felt that she was like his sister.

His parents died young, and his only sister was in the famine......

Then he met the master, and the master disappeared because of the "divine revelation", speaking of which, the days when he enjoyed family affection from childhood to adulthood were so fragmented.

And the woman in red seemed to feel his eyes, her beautiful eyes wandered, opposite him, and then her red lips raised a slight smile.

"Or?" said the woman in red as she stretched out her chopsticks.

Qin Ke hesitated, nodded, and watched her calmly put the dish into her bowl: "Thank you, sister......"

When the woman in red heard this sister, her body trembled slightly, and she looked at Qin Ke's somewhat timid appearance, and her eyes softened a little: "It's good for the son to call me Ning Xin." ”

Qin Ke said curiously: "Ning Xin, is it surnamed Ning Mingxin?"

"It doesn't matter. Ning Xin smiled slightly and said, "Fallen into the dust, where is there a name." This is the name Lan Yuxuan gave me, which probably means quiet and warm. As for the original name...... she said in a calm tone, "I forgot it a long time ago." ”

"Forgot?" Qin Ke looked at Ning Xin, and didn't know if she was telling the truth or a lie, but seeing that her expression was a little gloomy, she didn't want to ask any more, so she just continued to ask: "Sister Ning Xin, how long have you been here?"

Ning Xin, who was a little out of the dust, heard this "sister", and her heart became softer and softer, how long has the word sister not entered his ears? Maybe it was after the famine that year? That year, her family was exhausted, and adults and children couldn't eat a mouthful of food, and the thousands of miles of barrenness, even the roots and bark of the trees had been eaten by the victims, where could I find a little ration?

As a last resort, her parents could only sell her to human traffickers, and the traffickers saw that she had a good face and was a beauty, so they sold him to Qinglou. From the Mo family to Jing Wu, so many years have passed.

Her brothers and brothers, I don't know how many are still alive.

Parents...... I'm afraid it's long gone.

She looked at Qin Ke softly and said, "If you don't say it, I really can't remember." When I was sold to Wu, it seemed that I was thirteen years old, or fourteen, and it had been so long since the famine had passed, and I didn't want to think about those things. ”

"Famine?" Qin Ke was stunned as he ate, "Where is the famine?"

"Where have there been any disasters and famines in Jing Wu over the years?" Ning Xin smiled, "That is, this year, there was a case of destroying embankments and flooding fields, but it was also a man-made disaster, not a natural disaster." The famine of the Mo family, coupled with the mutiny, almost displaced hundreds of thousands of people and killed tens of thousands. Of course, Gongzi, you are of noble birth and in Jingwu, so you probably don't know much about this matter......"