Adorable Food Goddess

This time Xia Chunyu used all his patience. First, he was afraid that she would get hurt again. Second, he didn't want to frown every time he saw her, as if he was in pain. It seemed that he was very bad. It was a beautiful, happy thing, and he hoped she would enjoy it.

Want to? Want to ask me! Pushing her to the brink of collapse again, Xia cChunyu joked.

Please, big-headed ghost, Ye Jiayao would like to bite him to death, a tasteless stinking man.

If you can't do it, don't force it. Ye Jiayao hummed.

Xia Chunyu frowned, and there was a dangerous signal in his deep eyes. Although he knew she was using aggressive tactics, the dignity of a man cannot be questioned.

As long as you can bear it. Xia Chunyu said coldly.

Ye Jiayao cried: Woooooo... I... I was wrong...

Where is it wrong?

It's not that you can't, it's that I can't... Ye Jiayao begged for mercy without any backbone.

Xia Chunyu smiled and his eyes were bright.

Ye Jiayao is like a fish stranded on the river beach, gasping for breath, her mind is empty and her eyes are blurred.

Xia cChun told her not to move.

The two lay side by side, Xia cChun looked at her with dull eyes, and was a little worried: Uncomfortable?

Ye Jiayao shook her head and nodded again.

Xia Chunyu sneered: That's... so comfortable?

Ye Jiayao rolled her eyes at him, the old lady is almost exhausted, don't want to move or talk, okay?

Still not satisfied? He bowed his head and kissed her.

Strange to say, it's not that he doesn't have women, as long as he wants, there are a lot of women waiting to serve him, but he is not very keen on this kind of thing, most of the time, it is purely to meet physical needs. But when he was with her, he couldn't help wanting it. Is it because he had been abstinent for too long? Or because of her beauty? In terms of beauty, Qingliu is no worse than her. Or is it because she is special? Unlike other women who blindly please him, she will please him if she is submissive and flattering in front of him. Every time she makes him angry, she will behave like a cat. From time to time, he wants to take advantage of it, whether it is verbal or practical. Perhaps, because of this, he feels fresh.

Ye Jiayao hid for a while but didn't dodge, so she had to let him kiss, but he kissed endlessly.

I'm very tired. Ye Jiayao whispered.

Xia Chunyu teased: Don't you feel sorry for the money you lost?

Ye Jiayao said sadly, I don't have the strength to feel distressed.

Heart said: You don't feel bad, why should I feel bad.

Xia Chunyu smiled: Sleep.

He extinguished the candle, closed his eyes, and after a while, the people around him had already fallen asleep, and there was even and slight breathing sound, but Xia cChun couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

It's not dissatisfaction, but... how to deal with her after the Black Wind Post incident is over. It doesn't look like she was sent by the head of the family, so he can't leave it alone after finishing the work, it's just... Will she be willing to be a concubine? The Ye family shouldn't have any objections, maybe they can't ask for it.

What if she doesn't want to? But why is she unwilling? They are already his people, even if they don't want to, there is no other choice, right?

Xia Chunyu shook his head, forget it, it's useless to think about it now, we'll see the situation later.

The next day, Ye Jiayao woke up naturally after sleeping until she saw that the pillow was empty again, wondering why she slept so hard, she didn't know every time he got up.

Song Qi went to the kitchen early in the morning to search for ingredients, and also got the lime and plant ash that Ye Jiayao wanted.

Baking soda and tea were readily available, but there was still a shortage of pine and cypress branches, wheat straw, and yellow dandelion powder. Ye Jiayao asked Song Qi to get them, and went to wash a kimchi jar in the backyard by herself.

Anyway, there are not many duck eggs, one jar is enough.

After Song Qi found all the ingredients, Ye Jiayao started to cook the ingredients, put in salt, tea leaves, pine and cypress branches to cook together, found another small water tank, put lime, plant ash, and yellow dan powder according to the recipe, and cooked the Pour the soup into it.

Song Qi, stir it, make sure it's evenly mixed, and be careful not to get lime on it.

Song Qixin took the wooden stick and began to stir: Sister-in-law, is this preserved egg delicious?

Ye Jiayao sprinkled wheat straw into the kimchi jar and said with a smile, You will know when the time comes.

Sprinkle the wheat straw, then spread the duck eggs, put the duck eggs horizontally one by one carefully into the tank, arrange them neatly, and block the top with the remaining pine and cypress branches, so as to prevent the duck eggs from floating after the soup is poured in later.

After doing these preparations, the soup over there is also cold.

Song Qi, you pour the soup in, be careful, pour it slowly along the wall of the vat. Ye Jiayao ordered. Now Song Qi seems to be her good helper, he seems to have nothing to do, and he listens to her orders all day long.

The last step is sealing. Ye Jiayao sealed the mouth of the altar with a cloth covered with yellow mud.

Okay, wait for a month and a half to open the jar. Ye Jiayao clapped her hands, and she's done. Although this is her first time making preserved eggs, she is confident that it will be a success.

Song Qi happily hugged the jar and put it in the shade, then ran back and asked with a smile, Sister-in-law, do you have any other orders?

Ye Jiayao glanced at him: If you have something to do, you can go.

Song Qi scratched her head embarrassingly: I played all night last night, and I want to take a nap.

Ye Jiayao grinned: Win or lose?

Song Qi smiled brightly: We have won a lot, they are addicted to playing, and we have an appointment to continue tonight.

How much is a lot? Ye Jiayao asked maliciously.

Song Qi flipped his palm proudly: I am twelve taels, and Peng Wu has more than me.

Ye Jiayao gasped, Nima, what a fortune, and with the win from her, there are more than a dozen taels. She doesn't even have a copper coin on her body, so if she wants to run away in the future, she must have a few pockets! It's hard to move an inch without money!

Song Qi, let's play a game of rock-paper-scissors, shall we? Ye Jiayao's smile became brighter and brighter: If I win, you give me back the money you won from me last night. If you win, I'll be a pig. You eat the belly chicken.

Song Qi was dumbfounded, sister-in-law is still feeling sorry for the five taels of silver!

Pork belly chicken is delicious, absolutely delicious... This is good, even if you lose, I will make it for you. Ye Jiayao knew that Song Qi was a standard foodie, and continued to tempt him with delicious food.

Song Qi swallowed, this bet seemed to be a good deal, if he lost, he would pay her back two and a half taels of silver, anyway, he still had more than ten taels, and he had pork belly and chicken to eat, and it would be even better if he won.

Rock paper scissors? Is it just hammer paper scissors?

Ye Jiayao nodded hurriedly: That's right, let's decide the outcome in one round, how about it?

Song Qiyi gritted his teeth: Come.

Scissors, paper, rock……

Haha, I won, bring the money... Ye Jiayao cheered happily, Nima, that psychologist does have two brushes, he said that when a man plays rock-paper-scissors, he always likes to play with a hammer in the first game, she and Dad has tried it before and tried it repeatedly, but he didn't expect it to work in Song Qi's place as well.

Song Qi was annoyed, why did he have to use a hammer? Hit it with a hammer, and the two and a half silver coins are gone.

Annoyance is nothing but annoyance, but his gamble is still good, and he is willing to admit defeat. Besides, the other party is his sister-in-law, does he dare to play tricks?

I had to obediently take out the silver to my sister-in-law.

Ye Jiayao happily weighed the silver and stuffed it into her sleeve pocket, comfortingly said: If you catch a wild boar some other day, I'll make pork belly chicken for you to eat.

After all, Ye Jiayao walked away calmly, thinking to herself, find a chance to do the same, and win back the money from Peng Wu. This is her first wealth in this world, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. ! We can't be too little, we have to add up.

Song Qi drooped his head and went to catch up on sleep dejectedly.

After lunch, Xia cChun went back to his room to rest. Song Qi saw that Peng Wu was left by his sister-in-law to help, and knew that Peng Wu was doomed. After being robbed by my sister-in-law, why should Peng Wu take advantage? So he kept silent, and sat in the yard waiting to see Peng Wu's jokes.

Sure enough, after a while, Peng Wu walked out with a depressed face.

Song Qile was delighted, and asked in a low voice: Sister-in-law took back the winner last night?

Peng Wu was surprised: How do you know? Did you eavesdrop?

Song Qi spread his hands: My sister-in-law also took it back. The hammer scissors the cloth. The outcome of the game is determined. I guess you must have a hammer.

Peng Wu was dumbfounded: You know that too?

Song Qi patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed: Because what I produced was also a hammer, why do you think we have a hammer?

Peng Wu fell into deep thought, yes, why?

A cheerful singing came from the kitchen: It's all foam, I slapped it to burst...

Song Qi and Peng Wu picked out their ears together, and went back to the room in a tacit understanding.

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