Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

Everyone didn't know how Qu Qiuning was going to eat the two large bowls of raw meat and vegetables, so they just sat on the stools stupidly, staring at the bowl of raw meat with bulging eyes.

Qu Qiuning didn't say anything. He picked up the mutton roll with chopsticks and put it in the boiling pot. He dipped it a few times, picked it up, blew on it a few times, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and enjoyed the long-lost taste.

Seeing this, Bikong also followed Qu Qiuning's example and put the meat into the spicy pot, then scooped it out, blew on it twice and put it into his mouth.

Bikong's eyes suddenly bulged, "Delicious, absolutely delicious, luckily I don't eat meat, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat such delicious food."

As soon as Bikong finished speaking, the others immediately started eating, imitating Qu Qiuning's way of eating.

The children sat together with those who couldn't eat spicy food to eat the clear soup pot, but only a few children and women ate the clear soup pot, while everyone else came to try Qu Qiuning's spicy hot pot.

A round table that could seat ten people was now surrounded by people, and An Ye no longer cared about who were his subordinates or not.

When he squeezed in to pick up some food, Song Yanfeng glared at him.

But An Ye pretended not to see it and continued to pick up the meat from the pot. He had to eat his fill first before being punished.

The others also followed An Ye's example, put some dishes in their bowls, and squatted aside to eat.

Su Chengyi and Song Yanfeng picked up a dish slowly, but before they could take a bite, the food in the pot was gone.

Song Yanfeng simply rolled up his sleeves, stood up, and quickly picked up the dish he loved.

Qin Haoyuan didn't care about being elegant or not, he just ate it first.

The aroma of hot pot wafted throughout the entire lobby of the inn, and the guests stretched their necks to look at the two tables of people including Qu Qiuning who were eating so deliciously.

"Waiter, waiter." a man shouted loudly.

Upon hearing the voice, the waiter went over immediately and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Bring me the same dishes as their table."

The waiter said with an embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, sir, those are the ingredients they brought with them. We don't have them in our inn!"

Seeing that there was no hope of having delicious food, the man looked at the bland dishes in front of him and really lost his appetite. He threw down a few taels of silver and left in anger.

The three men sitting in a corner also noticed the movements of Qu Qiuning and the others. They were Lan Lin, who was sent by the Spirit Clan leader to spy on the situation, and his twin brothers Lan Wen and Lan Wu.

When Qu Qiuning first entered the inn, Lan Lin was attracted by her beauty.

The women of the spirit race are also very beautiful. Compared with the most beautiful one, Ji Miaoxuan, she is somewhat inferior.

Moreover, he saw a heroic spirit and a hint of spirituality in the girl's beautiful face.

His mission this time is to investigate the matter of the Saint. This matter is of great importance and he cannot make any mistakes.

He didn't see any special woman along the way. Mo Yu Town was the last stop leading to Ning'an City, so he stayed here for two days.

He had to investigate this woman carefully and not miss the opportunity.

Just when Lan Lin was thinking about how to get close to Qu Qiuning, two familiar faces came into the inn.

Ji Miaoxuan walked in front and Lan Changyuan followed behind. After entering the inn, Ji Miaoxuan asked for two guest rooms.

When walking up the stairs, Ji Miaoxuan suddenly stopped because she saw Song Yanfeng, the person she had been thinking about day and night.

"Brother Yanfeng" Ji Miaoxuan trotted to Song Yanfeng's side, looked at him with a smile, and waited for him to turn around and look at her in surprise.

Bikong and the others, who were eating, stopped what they were doing, looked at Ji Miaoxuan, then at Song Yanfeng, not knowing what was going on.

But after a long time, Song Yanfeng didn't turn around, and Ji Miaoxuan spoke again.

"Brother Yanfeng, I'm Miaoxuan, do you remember me?"

At this time, Song Yanfeng slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, turned around, and looked at Ji Miaoxuan expressionlessly.

"Remember, the most beautiful lady of the spirit race, Miss Ji."

Song Yanfeng answered with a hint of coldness in his tone. He still remembered that in the arena, this woman wanted to use a hidden weapon to hurt Qu Qiuning.

When Ji Miaoxuan saw that Song Yanfeng answered her, a smile appeared on her face, but what Song Yanfeng said next made her feel uncomfortable.

"Miss Ji, I have never had any connection with the spirit race, nor do I want to have anything to do with them. Please stop bothering me.

I already have someone I like, and I will never like other women in this life," Song Yanfeng said while looking at Qu Qiuning.

"I am having a meal, please help yourself, Miss Ji."

After Song Yanfeng finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and ate the food in the bowl.

After Ji Miaoxuan glanced at Qu Qiuning, she turned and walked towards the stairs.

Lan Changyuan stood there, staring at Qu Qiuning in a daze. This woman's features somewhat resembled those of the deceased clan leader's wife, A'lian.

Is this woman really related to the elves?

The moment Lan Changyuan turned around, he saw his son Lan Lin.

But Lan Changyuan did not stop, but followed Ji Miaoxuan upstairs.

After Ji Miaoxuan left, everyone picked up their bowls and chopsticks and started eating again.

Qu Qiuning held the bowl and looked at Song Yanfeng. She really wanted to kick him. The look that Ji Miaoxuan gave her just now was full of endless hatred.

This guy has a lot of bad luck in love affairs, but he still wants to draw hatred onto her. Doesn't he think she has enough troubles?

Su Chengyi chewed the food in his mouth and looked at Song Yanfeng with some pride, because he saw that Qu Qiuning's eyes were full of disgust when she looked at Song Yanfeng.

Just when Cheng Yi was feeling somewhat proud, a group of soldiers rushed into the inn's door.

The entire inn was surrounded, and then a woman strode in, followed by a maid and several guards.

Qu Qiuning turned her head and saw that it was Princess Fu Qianling of Daqing who had just got off the carriage.

When the shopkeeper saw that it was Bingjia, he quickly walked out of the counter to greet him.

"Sir, I wonder what I can do for you?" the shopkeeper said respectfully with a smile on his face.

Fu Qianling gave the guard beside him a look, and the guard immediately spoke:

"Boss, my daughter likes the food in this inn very much. Please prepare a table for us."

The shopkeeper was startled and quickly asked, "But the aroma of food wafting from the lobby now?"

Fu Qianling nodded, and the guard replied to the shopkeeper: "Yes, shopkeeper, please get it here quickly."

The innkeeper said in great embarrassment: "This inn doesn't have such a small meal."

"Nonsense. Why do they have it? I think you are tired of living, so you dare to fool the officials."

The guard drew his sword and held it across the shopkeeper's face.

The shopkeeper fell to his knees. "It's unfair, sir, miss, I'm telling the truth, they brought their own food, not from the inn."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he banged his head on the ground.

Fu Qianling gave the guard another look, and the guard walked straight to the front of Qu Qiuning's table, looked at the pot on the table, then looked at the dishes in the basin, and said to Qu Qiuning and the others:

"Whoever prepared the meal, please bring one to our young lady. Our young lady will have a generous reward."

When the others saw this, they didn't dare to say anything. After all, she was the princess of Daqing and they couldn't afford to offend her. Moreover, they just wanted to eat the dish and didn't know how to cook it.

Qu Qiuning stood up and said slowly: "Sorry, this is made by my daughter. The ingredients have been used up, and only the pot is left."

"How dare you disobey the orders of the officers?"