Chapter 1100: Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (14)

It's just that I didn't stay long this time. The group took a short break, prepared dry food, and set off quickly.
To the south of Anlin Town is Luzhou City. The road is far away, and they can only sleep in the wild at night.
I had a bonfire and took out the cooking utensils. I do n’t know how they made the meal before. This time Xia Qiu was sent to help by the river, but in the end, the meals of these followers were all made by Xia Qiu.
Vegetable soup bubbling in a large crock, Xia Qiu stirred, and suddenly came over to a person.
"Brother, you have a very good craftsmanship. If you open a restaurant, you may not be able to make any money." Wu Song held the empty bowl in his hand and handed it over.
Youhe and Wang Ze ate the prepared dry food and wine in the carriage, but they usually envy these masters. Now Wu Song is drinking this soup, but he feels that this hot soup is inexplicable. Dry food is fine.
"Brother Wu complimented highly." Xia Qiu smiled, reached for the empty bowl, and served Wu Song with another bowl.
"Hey, look at me confused. My brother is a nobleman. I don't even think about the money at the restaurant. How can it be the same as those of us who run rivers and lakes." Wu Song held the bowl in his hands, bowed his head and took a big sip.
The hot soup inevitably got hot to the tongue, but he swallowed down and swallowed, his expression looked very addictive.
"It's all ordered by people, who is better than anyone?" Looking at Wu Song's reckless husband, Xia Qiu could not help but smile, lowered his head and continued to stir the soup, naturally asking.
"Brother Wu has run rivers and lakes for so many years, and wants to open a restaurant?"
With a sip of hot soup, Wu Song's box was opened and he followed.
"That's not true. I wasn't born to be an expert in this business. I just wanted to be a dartmaster in my life. In the end, I could get more money, marry an aunt, or start a dartboard myself. There is no regret in life."
Fang Zheng's face and Wu Song ran around all year round, his skin tone was tanned, and his sturdy body had a sword next to him.
At this time he said with a grin, but let him look a little hesitant about Xia Qiu.
The book is worn in such ancient times as chaos. In fact, if Wu Song is not Wu Dalang's brother, it is also good to marry Wu Song.
There is force to protect herself, and then she carefully plans the day, and life will not be bad anyway.
It's just a pity ...
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"Wu Liang, come here." Youhe's voice suddenly came from the carriage.
The white robe seemed to be dirty, generous and elegant, and the scholar stood by the carriage and looked at her lightly.
"Brother Wu, you can help me see the soup." Xia Qiu got up in a hurry, and was inexplicably guilty when you saw He River, and said to Wu Song, he immediately went to the carriage.
"Go and get a clean crock jar. You can get the ingredients in the car. Bring me another pot of hot soup for me and my adult." Youhe.
Xia Qiu froze.
"Sir, this soup is the wild vegetables picked by the followers, which is delicious."
This soup Xia Qiu is made for the followers to drink, like Youhe and Wang Ze, and also willing to eat wild vegetables that may have been trampled on by the soles of people many times?
"Anyway, if you don't say it, naturally nobody will know." You He hooked his lips, should.
Well, this means that it doesn't matter if Wang Ze minds it, just keep it from him.
Xia Qiu nodded and turned around to pick up ingredients in the carriage behind.
"Wu Liang, I thought you knew why I kept you."
She had just taken two steps, and suddenly you heard the sound of Youhe, he said, paused, and said again.
"Don't be too close to others." There was a sharp tone inexplicably.