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Chapter 727 Zhang Qing's gift - Sweet and sour pork! [Seeking monthly votes]

The headless body of the Sixth Prince fell heavily from the horse, and the surrounding area immediately became chaotic.

In this competition, long-range weapons such as flying stones, flying knives, bows and arrows, and javelins are allowed, so everyone is not surprised by the locust stone.

But directly exploding someone's head has exceeded the public's understanding of the locust stone. The look in Zhang Qing's eyes also became more terrified, fearing that this guy would hit his head.

It was the first time that Zhang Qing used tungsten to hit someone, and he didn't expect the effect to be so outstanding. At a distance of fifty steps, he actually exploded the Sixth Prince's head directly. If he had known, he would have held back a little bit of strength just now. I hope that he didn't scare the princess holding the Fang Tian Huaji, otherwise the task of this competition to recruit a husband would not be completed.

He looked at Qiongying and found that Qiongying was also looking at him, so he quickly made an innocent expression.

Qiongying rolled her eyes, thinking that this guy was slick and slippery, totally different from when he taught her to fly stones in her dream... Humph, a lecher who deserves to be punished!

When the two of them were "exchanging glances", Wu Li's brain was completely shut down, and he had never expected such a change to happen.

He was very satisfied with Zhang Qing's toughness, but this guy killed the Xixia prince right away. Wouldn't this make enemies for the Jin Dynasty?

When he was at a loss, the chief steward Ye Qing came over and whispered:

"Marshal, the heroes present are still waiting for you to express your position. Xixia is a foreign race anyway. Please appease the heroes present first and don't let them down."

Qiongying's original surname was Qiu, and her father's name was Qiu Shen, a wealthy man in Fenyang. Unfortunately, Tian Hu took a fancy to Qiu's family property and killed Qiu Shen. He also tried to occupy Qiongying's mother Song. Song refused and jumped off the cliff to commit suicide.

Ye Qing is the housekeeper of the enemy family. After Qiu Shen and his wife died, Ye Qing and his wife took Qiongying to live. Not long after, Wu Li came to rob again. Seeing that Qiongying was cute, he adopted her as his adopted daughter, and Ye Qing became Wu Li's housekeeper.

Ye Qing and his wife secretly investigated in the mansion and found that it was Wu Li who was ordered to execute Qiu Shen. They secretly told Qiongying about the family feud and planned revenge.

In the original book, when Ye Qing heard that Liangshan came to fight Tian Hu, he actively contacted the people of Liangshan to turn against him, which was actually preparing for revenge.

It should be said that Wu Li's ability to judge people was really bad. He adopted the daughter of his enemy and let Ye Qing, who was bent on revenge, be the housekeeper. His family was infiltrated.

After hearing Ye Qing's words, Wu Li finally realized that the Xixia prince could not be resurrected, and now he had to quickly stabilize the heroes on the scene:

"General Zhang is good at martial arts, today I really opened my eyes..."

The Xixia followers led by the Sixth Prince were waiting for Wu Li to express his position, and then escort the murderer to Xixia, maybe he could redeem himself, but Wu Li started to criticize Zhang Qing fiercely, obviously not intending to pursue the matter, and these people immediately exploded:

"Kill my prince, so this matter is over?"

"Wu Li, can you bear the anger of Xixia?"

"Hand over the murderer quickly, otherwise the Xixia army will arrive at night and will cut you Han dogs into pieces!"

When the relationship was good, you could shout the Great Jin Dynasty to disgust Zhao Song, but now the prince is dead, what the hell is the relationship.

When they were cursing, Qiongying jumped on the horse, holding the Fang Tian Huaji, and killed these people directly.

Zhang Qing was worrying about how to deepen the hatred of Xixia. When he saw this situation, he also raised his spear and joined the action of killing Xixia followers.

Qiongying saw Zhang Qing coming to help, and couldn't help spitting:

"Even this kind of limelight is also rushing to come out, I'm afraid he is not a fool?"

No matter how she makes a fuss, she is nominally a princess, and it doesn't matter if she is willful.

But Zhang Qing is a newcomer. If Xixia blames him, according to Tian Hu's temper, he will most likely push Zhang Qing out to take the blame.

So when she saw Zhang Qing coming to help, Qiongying was not grateful, but muttered.

Zhang Qing didn't think about these, and happily stabbed a Xixia follower to death, took the opportunity to get close to Qiongying, and whispered:

"You are much more fierce than in the dream."

Qiongying: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

I haven't blamed you for being a slippery scoundrel, you actually think I'm fierce?

Do you believe me, I will use the Fang Tian Hua Ji to cut you into a human stick in a clay pot?

She grabbed the Fang Tian Hua Ji and made a standard horizontal cut. In front of Zhang Qing, she cut off the head of a Xixia follower, and then asked:

"You said I was... fierce?"

Zhang Qing shrank his neck and tried to force a smile:

"No, no, I mean you have the... gracefulness of a Jiangnan girl, yes, gracefulness, exactly the same as the little girl I saw in my dream."

When Qiongying mentioned the dream, she was unhappy. She pointed the Fang Tian Hua Ji at the corpse of the Sixth Prince and asked:

"Why didn't you teach me this?"

I thought he would teach me everything he knew, but I didn't expect him to keep a trick. This trick of smashing the head is so cool.

Zhang Qing asked with a smile:

"Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you."

He saw a Xixia follower riding a horse to run out of the circle, and quickly took out a round tungsten block and threw it to Qiongying:

"Try this, it was given to me by the gods."

Qiongying saw that the ball was not big and didn't care, but after receiving it in her hand, she found that it was heavier than a stone.

She tossed it in her hand, and after getting used to the weight, she suddenly attacked and knocked the Xixia follower who was riding a horse to escape from the training ground to the ground.

Although he didn't hit his head, there was a hole in the man's chest, blood gurgling out, and it looked like he would not survive.

Such lethality made Qiongying stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Qing:

"Before dark, prepare a bag full of these flying stones for me, otherwise..."

She glared at Zhang Qing fiercely, returned to Wu Li, and said:

"For father's sake, when the Prince of Xixia and his party were walking in the middle of the night, they accidentally fell into a mountain ravine and died."

Wu Li's eyes lit up after hearing this:

"Just use this reason to report it, and remember to dispose of the body cleanly."

"Follow the order!"

At this stage of the competition to recruit a bride, no one had any desire to win. The Zhang Qing in front of them was not only proficient in flying stones, but he also seemed to know Princess Qiongying.

The most important thing is that his flying stone technique is much more powerful than ordinary locust stones, and can actually smash people's heads to pieces.

Everyone present is here to fight for their future and wealth, and they don’t want to commit suicide.

In this way, Zhang Qing became the winner of the competition to recruit a bride. He came forward to fight Qiong Ying. If he won, he would get married. If he lost, he would go back to where he came from.

Qiongying rode her horse to the center of the martial arts arena, looked at the man she had seen countless times in her dreams, and asked:

"Why are you carrying two swords on your back?"

Zhang Qing turned around in a circle and showed the sword behind his back:

"These two swords were given to me by the gods, one male and one female. They are called Love in the City. I plan to give them to my future wife. I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiong Ying:

"Give me the big one."

Zhang Qing:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

As a woman, shouldn't you want a female sword?

He was interested in trying Qiong Ying's skills, picked up the spear and said:

"As long as you can defeat this gun in my hand, I will give you the sword, otherwise..."

Qiong Ying didn't answer, she just picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd and struck Zhang Qing on the head.

The two of them were going back and forth, and the fight was very lively.

Wu Li was overjoyed. With the help of such a good general, he would be able to drive out the bandit army in Huguan... The strategy of recruiting a bride through martial arts competition is a good one, and Shi Dalang should be the first to take the lead!

Not far away, Shi Jin watched the affectionate fight in the field. He excused himself to go to the latrine and came to a secluded place on the school ground. He reported everything that happened here through the relay station in Lu County. Laoguan.

In Handan City, Guan Yu listened to Shi Jin's report, frowned and said:

"I bid farewell to Zhang Qing two days ago. Ou Peng also said that he wanted to go undercover once, but he didn't expect to have a grudge with Xixia so quickly... Let's do this. I'll send Ou Peng there. If there is a chance to undercover Xixia, I will try it. If it doesn't work, , take over the whole county of Longde Mansion first!”

Longde Mansion in the Song Dynasty was in the Shangdang area. After it was captured, the front line reached the heavily guarded Weisheng Army. Beyond the Weisheng Army's territory was Taiyuan Mansion, where Tian Hu was stationed.

After Tian Hu is captured and the territories of Shanxi and Hebei are connected, Liu Bei will detach a force and go west from Shanxi, build a pontoon bridge on the Yellow River, and directly attack Xixia.

If Ou Peng can successfully go undercover, he will play a great role, but I don't know if his body can hold up until the army kills him... Lao Guan plans to give a few more words, sex is like a bone scraper, so you must pay attention to moderation.

After Shi Jin finished his report, he returned to the martial arts arena. At this time, the competition in the arena had ended, and Qiong Ying was playing with a slightly wider sword.

Seeing this scene, Shi Jin couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for Zhang Qing.

If you rebel against Tiangang before you get married, and if you get married later, why should you be disciplined like a little daughter-in-law?

Master Lu is right, women are a stumbling block for men to drink, eat meat, brag and spank, but they are still comfortable alone!

After Qiongying read the sword, she hung it directly on her waist, and then strode towards Wu Li:

"Father, although this son is frivolous and slippery, he is still capable. My daughter is willing to marry him and help her father achieve great things!"

Wu Li was overjoyed upon hearing this:

"Okay, then pick a good day to get married as soon as possible, and then the two of you will lead the 5,000 vanguard army and fight to the death with the bandit army in Huguan!"

"yes!"

Zhang Qing hung a female sword that was obviously smaller than the previous one, and kept comforting himself:

"It doesn't make any difference. The smaller one is lighter and easier to use. Only fools use the larger one... Besides, I just don't want to fight to the death with my mother-in-law. It's not that I'm afraid of her!"

He thought about it for a long time, and just as he was about to leave the martial arts field with his horse, he saw a few soldiers collecting corpses. He quickly ran over and found the shuttle-shaped tungsten block covered with white paste, and then used Qiong Ying to The spherical tungsten block was taken out from the corpse and prepared to be cleaned and used again.

I heard that frugality has always been advocated in the real world. As progressive young people in the book world, we have to follow suit.

Back at Haozailai Inn, Zhang Qing cleaned the two tungsten blocks, then changed his clothes, sat in the lobby of the inn, ordered a bunch of dishes and was about to replenish his energy, when he saw Qiong Ying striding in, and said: Without saying anything, I sat down in front of him and tasted all the dishes on the table with chopsticks:

"This tastes good."

Zhang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Tch, you really haven't eaten good food. This thing is just a living. One day when you taste the hot pot pork, it will be called a delicacy."

Qiongying asked without raising her head:

"Will you do it?"

"I've learned it. Even though I'm not very proficient, I can still kill these dishes instantly."

Qiongying pointed in the direction of the kitchen:

"Then do it and don't get inked."

Zhang Qing: "..."

I’m sorry, I told you I won’t make you sweet and sour pork. It’s so embarrassing for a man to cook for his wife. I have His Royal Highness the Son of God as my backer now, and I have acquaintances in the circle of gods!

He was racking his brains to find a reason to refuse, and Qiongying took off the green sword from her waist and put it heavily on the table:

“You don’t want to?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, but there is no white vinegar.”

“Use whatever you have, let me see how good your cooking is.”

Zhang Qing wanted to refuse, but Qiongying’s next words made him run to the kitchen in an instant:

“If it tastes good, it will be your gift to me. If it doesn’t taste good, I will cancel the engagement.”

The word “betrothal gift” immediately made Zhang Qing full of fighting spirit, and at the same time he felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he would have learned more in Qilin Village.

Now it’s a bit difficult to make sweet and sour pork without white sugar and white vinegar.

He thought about it, went back to the room, took out the rock sugar he brought, and planned to use it instead of white sugar. As for white vinegar... Don't pursue the appearance at this moment. Use whatever vinegar you have. As long as it is sour enough, nothing else matters.

While Zhang Qing was busy in the kitchen preparing his betrothal gift, in the real world, Li Yu's family of five drove to the town and started today's trip to the market.

Mu Guiying saw a stall selling fried dough sticks stuffed with eggs on the roadside, and went in and bought five without saying anything.

The fried and crispy big fried dough sticks filled with eggs not only taste better, but also have a unique flavor.

Diao Chan wore a pink woolen hat, held the fried dough sticks and came to a small stall next door selling wild vegetable paste, asked for a portion of wild vegetable paste, put some chili oil, a spoonful of paste and a mouthful of fried dough sticks, it was so delicious.

Yunxiao looked at the lively scene at the market and was very emotional:

"It is so full of life, but it is hard to see in the world of books. I hope that such scenes can appear there frequently in the future."

Li Yu came to a small stall called Niutun fire and bought a fire. The outside was baked crispy and the inside was full of tender meat stuffing. It was fresh, fragrant, crispy and tender. It was so delicious.

Zhou Ruotong asked:

"Is this delicious?"

Li Yu handed it over and let Tongbao take a big bite:

"I ate a lot when I was in high school. When I bought it, I could add meat or tofu skewers separately. It was super delicious. I could eat two at a meal."

High school was when Li Yu had the largest appetite. He still felt hungry after four meals a day.

Now it's not possible. One of these big meat fire made of dead dough is enough to make me full.

Zhou Ruotong thought it tasted good, so she bought two more and asked the stall owner to cut them into pieces. The four of them had half each.

After walking around and eating all the way, everyone not only bought all kinds of food, but also bought a bunch of handicrafts and daily necessities, such as willow woven daily necessities and bamboo tables, chairs and benches. Li Yu couldn't put them in the trunk, so he called Zhang Guoan and asked him to drive over to pick them up.

When they were almost at the end of the market, they saw a small stall that knitted gloves on the spot.

Li Yu paid for everyone to knit a pair of gloves, and Diao Chan's pair was made into fingerless gloves, which was convenient for holding a pen to write.

After walking around for a long time, they returned to the B\u0026B near noon.

As soon as she got off the car, Mu Guiying opened the newly bought crispy small twisted dough sticks:

"Haha, it's lunch time, I'm going to eat!"

The girl ate the small twisted dough sticks with a crunchy sound. After taking down all the food, she picked some snacks that tasted better and took them to the book world to honor her master.

Not long after, Mu Guiying came back excitedly and brought good news:

"Go to the statue in the scenic area and watch Zhang Qing ask for a wife!"

Li Yu asked in confusion:

"Isn't he still competing for a wife? Has he already married her?"

Mu Guiying said:

"No, this guy boasted that the sweet and sour pork was very delicious, and Qiongying asked him to make it and try it. If it tasted good, it would be his betrothal gift... As a result, when Zhang Qing was cutting the meat, he cut his hand with a knife."

Li Yu: "..."

After all, he is still an Eight Horsemen. Although he is a little biased, his knife skills are too poor, right?

Diao Chan thought of the jokes about betrothal gifts on the Internet, and covered her mouth and laughed:

"I must have never seen such a small betrothal gift. I am so excited."

If a plate of sweet and sour pork can marry a wife who is both civil and martial, then this betrothal gift is indeed simple enough. Not to mention Zhang Qing, no matter who it is, they will be very excited.

The family came to the scenic spot. As soon as they arrived at the range of the statue, the goddess shared the scene of Zhang Qing cooking with everyone.

The cramped and dim kitchen was filled with smoke, and there were several wood-burning earthen stoves next to it.

Zhang Qing wrapped a white cloth on one finger and carefully pressed it on a piece of pork. With the other hand, he was holding a kitchen knife and carefully cutting the meat.

However, the more he cut, the more impatient he became:

"Remember that in Qilin Village, the meat was cold and easy to cut. Why is the meat in Xiangyuan so disobedient? It is worthy of being a nest of traitors, and even the meat has a rebellious intention."

After finally cutting the meat, he found that there was no starch, only flour could be used.

In order to pursue the taste, this guy directly mixed a piece of dough and washed a piece of gluten, then put the water used to wash the gluten aside to clarify, poured out the excess water, and the remaining was starch, which is also the material for making cold skin.

Adjust the starch to taste and start to fry the meat.

When he poured oil into the pot, all the guys in the kitchen showed distressed expressions.

Zhang Qing continued to do his own thing:

"Bake the fire louder and don't save firewood. If I can't get a wife, you just wait to become a monk!"

He threatened as he started cutting the side dishes.

It's a pity that there are relatively few side dishes here. The three shreds commonly used to make Guobao Pork are just scallions, which are dry and twitching. They are completely incomparable with the scallions in Qilin Village.

In order to prevent cutting his hand again, this time he learned it carefully and prayed before cutting it.

While waiting for the meat to be fried, he prayed to all the gods in his own camp, including the monks from Lingshan Mountain, focusing on being cold and unforgettable.

After a lot of tinkering, and with the secret care of the gods, it took him half a day to finally make a pot-roasted pork dish that exuded rich sour and sweet flavors.

No, to be precise, it should be the bride price for marrying Qiong Ying!

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I didn't sleep well last night, so I'll do one update today, take a rest tomorrow, and resume two updates the day after tomorrow... Compared with the previous book, my health has been significantly worse this year. People say this is due to the birth year, and it will be better next year. , I think so too, after all, I will be thirteen next year, hhhh