border cook

Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed when he stared there.

In front of the owner of the courtyard, saying that the house is haunted by ghosts, then the harmonious neighborhood relationship between her and the Protectorate's Mansion is probably coming to an end.

She was trying to find an excuse to break it off, but Okra, who was hiding in the kitchen, thought she was too scared by Feng Shuo's depression to say anything, fearing that Feng Shuo would get angry with her, Okra swallowed her saliva, Muster up the courage to help her answer: "The next door... keeps dropping pomegranates, maybe it's haunted!"

Haunted?

Is he a ghost?

Feng Shuo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Jiang Yan thought that his complexion was not good, thinking that he was displeased that his yard was said to be haunted, so he changed the subject: "That...maybe it's because the feng shui of my shop is not good."

After Jiang Yanyi finished speaking, she also fell silent. What was she talking about?

Feng Shuo found that she always had the ability to forcefully vent the depression all over her body.

He didn't want to continue the topic of ghosts or not, and asked with a world-weary face while holding the sauerkraut jar, "Where are you going to move?"

From Jiang Yanyi's point of view, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk at all, but even so, he still remembered to help her move the sauerkraut jar. This general has a good life.

She hurriedly led to the kitchen: "Just move into the kitchen."

Under the chopping board in the kitchen, there are already many pots and pans, all of which are Jiang Yanyi's masterpieces these days.

Soy bean paste, fermented soy beans, pickled radish... She has done a lot with it.

I made sauerkraut this morning, and the sugared garlic that I plan to make in the afternoon is still soaking in the wooden basin in the yard. Tomorrow, she plans to grind tofu and make a can of fermented bean curd.

After Feng Shuo put the sauerkraut jar under the chopping board, Jiang Yanyi quickly covered it with a lid to prevent dust from falling into the jar.

She squatted down and pushed the sauerkraut jar with her hands, intending to move it to the side, so that her jar of sugar and garlic could be squeezed under the chopping board after it was made.

But when he only pushed the sauerkraut jar a little bit with milk, Jiang Yanyi became a little skeptical about life. Feng Shuo carried the jar with one hand as easily as holding a bowl. Why is it so heavy for her...

Is this the difference in strength between men and women?

She continued to push the sauerkraut jar to the side, and this time it moved easily. When she looked up, it was Feng Shuo who stretched out a hand to help her move.

From his condescending eyes looking down at her, Jiang Yanyi inexplicably read a little bit of arrogance of "speak up if you want help".

Tsk, she suddenly felt that this general had a temperament like a Persian cat.

She smiled generously: "Thank you, General."

Feng Shuo was dazzled by her smile, and turned his face away uncomfortably.

When Jiang Yanyi stood up, she suddenly heard the word "be careful", she raised her head when she heard the words, but almost hit the edge of the chopping board faster, but Feng Shuo reached out his hand in time to help her block it.

This chopping board is a bit low. When Jiang Yanyi squatted down to put things on and stood up a few days ago, her head was knocked on the edge of the chopping board several times. Every time, she grinned in pain, but the next time she put things down, she still didn't grow long. memory".

This time, the head bumped into Feng Shuo's generous palm, it didn't hurt.

The four eyes met, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were half-drowned, and there was a faint light in his eyes that could not be detected by others. She raised her head, her pair of autumn water eyes were full of confusion.

His dark sleeves hung down, and Jiang Yanyi could smell a clean scent of saponins.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was slightly ambiguous.

Jiang Yanyi was the first to come back to her senses. She said "Thank you" and was about to stand up, but Feng Shuo pressed her shoulder with the other hand.

Jiang Yanyi froze in this position, with more confusion on his face: "General?"

Feng Shuo looked at her for a moment, his phoenix eyes were deep, his throat moved, it seemed that he had to use great courage to ask this sentence: "What do you think of me?"

Jiang Yanyi was a little dazed, but the hand on his shoulder was a bit strong, and there seemed to be a bloody smell?

She tilted her head, and sure enough, she found blood on Feng Shuo's hand.

She frightened: "Your hand is bleeding!"

He used this hand to carry the sauerkraut jar just now, could it be that the old wound on the hand was cracked?

Feng Shuo didn't pay attention to her, he just put one hand on her shoulder, with a somewhat paranoid expression, he continued to ask her: "In your opinion, what do you think of me?"

She couldn't understand his hint, so he asked clearly.

Jiang Yanyi was dazed for a while, but he finally came to his senses. Feng Shuo chased her and asked these questions for no reason. Isn't it because he doubted himself after a broken relationship and wanted to find a sense of approval?

She hurriedly said: "I think you are very good, General! Both civil and military, unparalleled in wisdom and bravery, benevolent in government, resourceful, brave and good at fighting, and love soldiers like children..."

She got stuck, really couldn't think of any good words, and added another sentence: "He is simply a super nice person!"

Feng Shuo went to the army when he was 15 years old, and the people he dealt with were all old men, and he could hear the dirty words of the soldiers about the matters between men and women.

What impressed him the most was that one of his subordinates married a good girl. When others asked her why she married such a rough man, the girl only said shyly, "The general is a good person."

In his opinion, saying that the other party is a good person doesn't mean that he likes it.

At this moment, Jiang Yanyi said that he thinks he is a super nice person, so doesn't that mean he likes him so much?

Feng Shuo's haze-filled eyes finally revealed a little light, and the roots of his ears were so red that he seemed a little uncertain, "Really?"

Seeing how badly this child was injured, Jiang Yanyi suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the general.

She nodded vigorously: "Really."

Looking at the hand he was still pressing on his shoulder, he said cautiously, "That... can I get up?"

My legs feel numb after squatting for a long time.

Hearing this, Feng Shuo withdrew his hand on Jiang Yanyi's shoulder as if he had been scalded. He didn't look directly at Jiang Yanyi's eyes, but he always glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. His beautiful eyes were full of light. .

Jiang Yanyi supported the chopping board to get up, but staggered because of numbness in her legs, and Feng Shuo grabbed her arm again.

He suddenly got so close, Jiang Yanyi was extremely uncomfortable, and quickly stepped back: "Thank you."

The redness of Feng Shuo's ears was slowly spreading to his neck, he coughed lightly: "You don't need to thank me again in the future."

Jiang Yanyi felt that his words were a bit strange, but he heard him say: "I will move the sauerkraut jar in the future, call me next door."

She moved a sauerkraut jar, and even went to the next door to ask him, the great general, for help. Jiang Yanyi was still not very sleepy in broad daylight, and didn't have such daydreams.

She only thought that Feng Shuo was speaking politely, her gaze fell to her shoulder, and when she saw the blood on it, she frowned subconsciously.

The clothes are a bit thick. In ancient times when there was no washing machine and they could only be dried naturally, washing thick clothes was quite troublesome.

Feng Shuo saw it, and immediately said, "I'll buy you another one."

Jiang Yanyi quickly waved his hand: "No need, you can wear it after washing."

She glanced at Feng Shuo's bleeding hand, the palm was bloody and bloody, and it looked like it was in pain.Thinking of the torn wound that he helped him move, a sense of guilt suddenly rose in Jiang Yanyi's heart.

She pointed to Feng Shuo's hand, and said hesitantly, "That...how about I bandage it for you?"

Although it is impossible for this general to ask her for medical expenses after the military, looking at him like this, he definitely does not look like a person who would take such a "minor injury" seriously.

These ancients did not know the horror of tetanus.

The shadow brought by tetanus to Jiang Yanyi is not the real life she used to be, but that she chased a drama with true feelings in the past. The male supporting role in it is good at everything, it is simply gentle and domineering, but it is a pity that it was written to death by the screenwriter Well, the cause of death was tetanus infection from a small wound!

Jiang Yanyi almost didn't die of anger on the spot, that's a male supporting role as fierce as an overlord alive!

Died of tetanus?Can you have a little more face?

Now that she saw the wound on Feng Shuo's hand, she was afraid that the general received the box lunch in the original book because of tetanus.

After all, this great general never appeared in the original book, and only lived in other people's mouths.

The sentence "The King of Liaonan is dead" is mentioned later in the whole book. How he died is not written in the book, so Jiang Yanyi has no idea.

Feng Shuo didn't know that he had already died of tetanus once in Jiang Yanyi's heart, he just felt that the little cook was caring about him.

He curled up his lips and said, "Okay."

*

The wound medicine and gauze were bought by Jiang Yanyi the second day after he settled here.

If possible, prepare a "medical kit". This is a living habit that Jiang Yanyi has developed in her previous life, but what she prepared most at that time were cold medicine and digestion tablets.

Jiang Yanyi led Feng Shuo to sit in the yard outside, cleaned the wound on his hand, sprinkled the "medicine" powder to stop the bleeding, and wrapped it with gauze while muttering: "There are too many unsatisfactory things in life. , but as long as you are alive, anything is possible."

She was comforting him tactfully, even if he was hurt by the girl he liked, he didn't have to spoil himself so much.

Feng Shuo thought she was talking about his mother and concubine, and the condition of the empress and concubine was not a secret. When he thought of his mother and concubine, he felt a lot lighter. He said: "My dearest relative is alive. But you can’t recognize each other, isn’t it hard?”

Jiang Yanyi's movement of knotting the gauze suddenly stopped, and his heart skipped a beat, he he he he... he knows his identity?

When did he know?

Could it be that Lu Linyuan, a bum, told the secret?

Jiang Yanyi's heart beat like a beating drum. She glanced at Feng Shuo and saw that his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to be angry because of her deceiving his identity. Just now he kindly helped her move the sauerkraut jar. She felt a little relieved, and said slowly : "It's bitter, but there is no other way now, but I believe there will be a bright future."

"The willows are dark and the flowers are bright..." Feng Shuo recited these four words silently, and suddenly he laughed loudly: "What a willow and flowers are bright!"

Jiang Yanyi was horrified by his laughter, and was about to explain that she had no choice but to lie to him, but before she could say anything, Feng Shuo drank, "Bring the wine!"

There is a saying that "sing to wine, how much life is! For example, the morning dew, the past is bitter."

In the past Feng Shuo was bored and wanted to drink, but today he was happy and wanted to drink.

After he yelled that sentence, Jiang Yanyi froze in place, and said abruptly, "The shop...hasn't prepared bouillon yet."

Thinking that she had a handle in someone else's hands, Jiang Yanyi was like a cat whose nape was pinched, no matter how you looked at it, she was cowardly.

Feng Shuo also noticed this, he couldn't figure out how he had frightened the little cook, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that the little cook was afraid of him having a good time?

He coughed dryly: "It's nothing, this king doesn't drink often."

Why is this conversation getting weirder and weirder?

Jiang Yanyi felt that something was wrong, but right now the panic of being exposed occupied most of her mind, so she didn't think about what was wrong.

Seeing that Feng Shuo didn't seem to be asking questions, she bit the bullet and asked, "You don't blame me?"

Feng Shuo thought she was talking about controlling her drinking, but felt that this little cook was usually capable and straightforward, but she was very cute when it came to relationships, and she was cute to look at.

He laughed and said, "I'm not that unreasonable person, why should I blame you?"

She doesn't like him drinking outside, and he just doesn't want to drink in the future.

Jiang Yanyi was bewildered.

Is today's general so reasonable?

This attitude is not like treating a guilty person who has deceived him for so long and forged his household registration.

Although he didn't get along with the emperor, his titular concubine was still the emperor's favorite concubine, and the scumbag father who was in his head was now reused by the emperor. From his point of view, no matter what he did, he seemed to be "inserted" by the emperor. It's right to work hard for the bitterness in the past...

She had been concealing her identity before, because she was afraid that the emperor's people would find her and kill her again.The second is that the general will not believe her at all. After all, people in their position are several times smarter than ordinary people. Usually, they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one person go.

Feng Shuo didn't know that Jiang Yanyi's head was almost mushy. He was depressed before and didn't feel hungry, but now he was full of joy, so he felt empty in his stomach, and asked, "Is it possible to satisfy my hunger?"

Jiang Yanyi temporarily put his head away, "Yes, I'll get it for you right away."

Jiang Yanyi went back to the kitchen. She stewed a pig's foot an hour ago, and now she can poke it into the pig's skin with a light touch of chopsticks, and the bone and meat can be separated with a light touch.

Because the pig's trotters were fried before stewing, and then stewed in the marinade for an hour, the color of the pig's skin was bright red.She uses the hind legs of pigs. Although the lean meat is less than the front legs of pigs, it is more conducive to long-term stewing and the meat will not disperse.

Jiang Yanyi found out the big big bowl that Feng Shuo put rice in last time, filled most of the bowl of rice, picked half of the pig's trotter and put it on top of the rice, poured a few spoonfuls of the soup from the braised pig's trotter into the rice , then brought it out to Feng Shuo.

Feng Shuo originally wanted to use some casually, but when he saw the bowl of pork knuckle rice with half pork knuckle and half rice in front of him, and smelled the strong meaty aroma, he couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

The pork knuckle is soft and rotten in the mouth, fat but not greasy, the meat next to the pork bone is tender, the tendons are soft and elastic, and the taste is very rich.

Pick a chopstick rice, the rice grains are drenched in the soup, and there is a meaty and mellow taste in the mouth.

After finishing a bowl of rice, he was a little bit unsatisfied, but thinking that last time he almost finished the rice in the pot, which left them both not enough to eat, this time Feng Shuo didn't ask for more rice.

He put down the bowl, just put his hand into his sleeve pocket, Jiang Yan thought she was going to "touch" the money, and hurriedly said: "The general is kind to the daughter of the people, and the daughter of the people must not accept your meal money anymore!"

Feng Shuo didn't like the way she treated him in awe, so he frowned slightly, and said, "You don't have to be so cautious in front of me."

She is so timid, if his mother concubine gets angry, she doesn't know how to be frightened.

He was going to touch the silver ticket, and wanted to make the little cook's life better.

But he went out in a hurry and only brought a few taels of silver. Feng Shuo thought about it, it was too dishonest to give the silver, it seemed that he didn't care. He had to go to the market to buy some gifts for her before he came back!

At the thought of buying gifts, Feng Shuo couldn't sit still: "I'll go out and bring you something back later."

When he walked to the door of the store, he suddenly remembered something again. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yanyi with a serious expression: "Your fiancé, Chen Ergou, I will help you find it. If you find it, you can break off the engagement with him." .”

Jiang Yanyi:? ? ?

Chen Ergou?

So he didn't discover his true identity at all?

So what did he say earlier?

What the hell is breaking off the engagement?

She was confused and said, "What's wrong with Ergou?"

Could it be that Feng Shuo found a man named Chen Ergou who might be her fiance?Find out that the other party has married a wife and had children, feel wronged for her?

Looking at her blank eyes, Feng Shuo's face was about to darken, and he was afraid of scaring her, so he only raised his eyebrows that were heroic, and said, "Since you think I'm good, don't think about others."

After a pause, he added: "This king will take care of these trivial matters for you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Jiang Yanyi looked at his back and fell into a daze.

No... Why are things getting more and more strange?

Jiang Yanyi thought carefully about the conversation between the two of them just now, and suddenly his eyes widened in horror. This, this... This is the legendary best way to get out of a broken relationship, is to enter the next relationship as soon as possible?