Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

"Jing'er!
This is... white flour?
The bag is full of flour? ! "

Inside the simple and airy thatched hut.

Mother Su tensely pulled her fist, looking at Su Jing with red eyes.

Originally, Su Jing's recovery made her very happy, but she didn't expect to be able to conjure so much food now.

Is this the so-called stupid people have stupid blessings?
Pooh!
The son's illness is cured, so he is not a fool!
Su's mother was in a trance, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to have disappeared a lot.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled, dragged out the pork hidden behind him, and said, "Mother, there's more here!"

"This is...meat!"

Mother Su came back to her senses in an instant, and asked in surprise, "Jing'er, where did this meat come from?

Are you going to be a thief?

But this time is not right! "

"Mom, what are you thinking!

How could a man of seven feet tall be a thief. "

Su Jing curled his lips, thought for a while and said, "This is the wild boar my son brought in a few days ago.

At the beginning, my mind was not so clear, so I hid it in a cave.

It's a pity that half of it was eaten by wild animals. "

"Oh~

You beat the meat, so is it you who beat the flour?

Still a man of seven feet..."

Mother Su looked at Su Jing's height of about 1.5 meters, and pouted her mouth in amusing.

Su Jing was startled when he saw this, and scratched his head with a headache.

"Mother, trust me.

The son really didn't want to be a thief.

A few days ago, when my son went to the mountains to play, he happened to meet an old man with a white beard and accepted me as his apprentice.

It's just about the secrecy of the sect, and my son can't tell you yet. "

"Mother trusts you.

You are my son, how could mother not believe you. "

Mother Su put her arms around Su Jing's head and rubbed it a few times, then said softly: "My son also has a master.

It will be a pleasure when your father comes back. "

Su Jing vaguely remembered that his adoptive father was serving at the border, but he didn't know exactly where.

But this is obviously not the time to ask.

"Mom, let's eat first.

The young girl must be hungry. "

"Good good!

Mother will cook for you now. "

Mother Su let go of Su Jing, smiled and nodded to the young lady who was staring at the pork, took a piece of pork and walked towards the stove.

"This is too much meat, you and your young lady can't finish it all at once.

Mother, keep it carefully for you, and save enough food for the two of you for half a year. "

With a smile in her eyes, Mother Su chopped off a small piece of pork with one knife.

Then he held it in his hand and weighed it, then raised the kitchen knife again and split it in two.

"Mother, don't worry about it, my son still has it.

Just tell me what you want to eat in the future, and my son promises to get it for you. "

"nonsense!
How can there be a farmer who doesn't know how to save money! "

Mother Su muttered dissatisfiedly, after thinking about it, she followed Su Jing's arrangement.

Now that my son's illness is cured, let's celebrate a good meal.

When the time comes, taste a piece by yourself, and give the rest to Su Jing and Youniang to nourish their bodies.

Mother Su thought happily.

While complaining that Su Jing didn't know how to save money, he quickly chopped two small pieces of pork.

I saw that the not-so-sharp kitchen knife gave off a cold light, and chopped the two pieces of pork into egg-sized pieces in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, he scooped a few ladles of well water and poured it into the pot. After the water boiled, he threw the meat into the pot and covered it.

but……

Is this the end? !
Su Jing blinked at the satisfied Mother Su, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness welling up in her heart.

"Mom, are you finished?

What about salt?

What about soy sauce?
What about ginger?

What about garlic?

No matter how bad it is, give a few scallions to the head office! "

"What are you thinking!

And give you some scallions.

In this world of ice and snow, where do you ask your mother to get you onion, ginger and garlic. "

Su's mother nodded Su Jing's forehead reproachfully, and then pushed him aside in disgust.

After waiting for half an hour, he walked up to him with a bowl full of white tender meat floating in oil foam.

"Eat it while it's hot.

Eat some hot food to keep you warm. "

"vomit!"

Smelling the strong fishy smell coming from his nostrils, and looking at the pale fat piece in front of him, Su Jing couldn't help retching.

Although his body has been tortured for 13 years, his soul has not been awakened for an hour.

He really couldn't swallow this kind of wayward fat without seasoning.

"Jing'er!
What's wrong with you?
Is the disease still not cured! "

Seeing this, Mother Su asked anxiously with red eyes.

The young lady who was waiting to eat also ran over in a hurry, grabbing his arm and trembling with her small body.

"Mother, don't worry.

Son is fine. "

Su Jing patted the young lady's back and took a deep breath, then picked up a piece of fat and stuffed it into her mouth full of grief and indignation.

Immediately, I felt a sense of greasy rushing straight to the top of my head accompanied by a disgusting taste.

I didn't dare to chew too much, so I forcibly swallowed it into my stomach.

"Mom, look...

Isn't it good, son? "

Su Jing pinched his thigh hard, trying to squeeze out a calm smile.

Mother Su stared at Su Jing carefully, seeing his "ruddy complexion" before she let go of the big stone in her heart.

Immediately, he stuffed the big bowl into his hand, and took another big bowl to the young lady who was grinning happily and smirking.

He walked to the corner with a small bowl of meat, and quietly ate alone behind his back.

"Young lady, is fat meat delicious?"

Su Jing secretly glanced at Su's mother, smiled and leaned against the young mother.

Looking at her obedient appearance of eating a piece of fat meat, she seems to feel that she has a faint appetite.

"good to eat!
The meat is so delicious!
Fatty meat tastes better! "

The young lady raised her greasy face and smiled sweetly at Su Jing.

Then he picked up a piece of lean meat and stuffed it into his mouth, picked up the big bowl and took a sip of the fatty...soup!

"vomit!"

Seeing such appalling scenes, Su Jing couldn't help retching again.

Feeling the worrying gaze from Su's mother, he picked up a piece of fat and put it in his mouth helplessly.

"Mom, look...

Son is fine, really fine! "

Su Jing said with tears streaming down his face.

……

A bowl of meat was quietly stuffed into the young mother's half, and when Su's mother was not paying attention, he gave her a few pieces.

Su Jing endured the pain in his thigh and finished the task with difficulty.

Looking at the young lady with a round belly, Su Jing smiled and pinched her little face.

When this thin face is covered with baby fat, he will be considered to have completed the first stage of the goal.

"Jinger.

It's cold these few days, come and sleep by the stove for a while.

Mother will go outside to pick up some firewood, and then heat up the stove for you. "

Mother Su cleaned up the dishes and wiped her hands, picked up a pile of hay and carefully laid it on the side of the stove.

Su Jing was startled when he heard this.

Only then did I realize that not only was there a lack of food at home, but also an extreme lack of warm clothing.

This is really a destitute!
He sighed helplessly, and pitifully took the young mother's bloody little feet into his arms.

The little girl's feet were red, but she seemed to have lost her sense of heat and cold.

"System, what time is it?"

Su Jing muttered to himself.

"One o'clock."

"So I can sign in?"

"Yes, host."

"Can I specify check-in items?

How about three sets of thermal clothes for me?

If it doesn't work, two sets are fine, just two sets of women's style. "

"Sorry, host.

You cannot specify check-in items at this time. "

"OK then.

If so, just sign in. "

"Okay, host, please wait a moment."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in.

Reward one piece of bright light armor, one hundred sets of stepman armor, one hundred bows with divine arms, and one hundred handles of mo knives. "

"Hehe~"

Su Jing chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

I knew that a system that operated according to the program would not be so considerate.

Although Mingguang armor and infantry armor are well-known defensive weapons in ancient times, and the divine arm bow is known as the king of infantry combat, the more important thing at this moment is obviously the heat preservation material.

I don't know whether Bu Renjia's iron sheet of about [-] kilograms can achieve the effect of keeping out the cold.

It seems that if you want to live comfortably in this world, you need to use the second golden finger.

Although items such as liquor and soap cannot be made temporarily, it is not a problem to copy poems without capital and profit.

Ok……

Such a happy decision.

Go to the city early tomorrow morning to take a look and find some stupid fool to fool around.