The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

What does Zhong Ling want to do?

He was thinking that it was time for him to go back and make breakfast for Ban Qing.

The village is still peaceful, and no one knows that he just had a thrilling confrontation with Mr. Ji in the mountains.

When Zhong Ling returned to the village, Ban Qing was already up.

In the morning of early winter, a pheasant in the mountain forest lost its way and ran all the way to the chicken coop in the village, scaring the chickens that were full of chickens to run away.

The children in the morning found the grand occasion in the chicken coop, and immediately called their boss to visit this group of ferocious pheasants together.

When Zhong Ling found Ban Qing, Ban Qing was squatting beside the chicken coop, discussing with the children how to deal with this unexpected accident.

Ban Qing heard the footsteps behind him, turned around and saw Zhong Ling who was looking for him, showing a smiling face like a little sun.

Zhong Ling's mood brightened immediately.

When Zhong Ling came to him and squatted down, the last bit of chaotic mood subconsciously calmed down.

"Where did this group of pheasants come from?"

Ban Qing: "It's from the mountains. Sometimes the pheasants in the mountains will run into the village, but this is the first time I've seen such a pheasant that is not afraid of people."

The male pheasant, the leader of this group of pheasants, held his head high and his neck was extraordinary.

Black and white variegated hair, first showing its noble color different from that of domestic chickens, seeing the crowd watching, it shook its tail feathers proudly.

Any domestic chicken that dares to approach the male pheasant will be pecked mercilessly by its sharp beak.The pheasant is big in size and strong in fighting power. A flock of pheasants like this occupy the dove's nest, shamelessly occupy the nest of the domestic chicken, and eat up their food.

Zhong Ling took a look, and counted this litter of pheasants together with the hens, there were about ten pheasants.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Ban Qing laughed: "Let's wait a little longer, I'm calling Spicy Chicken."

This chicken is not that chicken, and its combat effectiveness is even higher.

After Spicy Chicken arrived, the two of them squatted on the ground with the children, watching a vigorous and restless chicken and dog.

That pheasant is so fierce that even a spicy chicken dares to peck it.

Spicy chicken underestimated the enemy for a while, was nagged twice, and suddenly went crazy.

The male pheasant is smaller than a dog, and its movements are very sensitive, while the spicy chicken is a larger wolf green. It is inconvenient to go crazy in a small chicken coop, and it almost topples the chicken coop.

Ban Qing giggled happily watching from the side.

Zhong Ling is also laughing.

He didn't even realize that the unhappiness that happened in the mountains just now had disappeared by the chicken coop.

Seeing this scene, the female relatives in the village who rushed over heard the sound, and said, "Master, are you still watching the fun? If the hot chicken continues to make trouble, this chicken coop will have to be rebuilt, and I will arrest you to work. You are not allowed to escape."

Ban Qing finally realized the seriousness of the situation, hurried into the chicken coop, and dug out the spicy chicken.

The pheasant's heroic feathers were scratched all over the ground by the spicy chicken. Seeing that the spicy chicken was dragged away by Ban Qing, he raised his eyebrows in the chicken coop and called himself the overlord again.

However, he was not handsome for a long time before Zhong Ling picked him up.

Zhong Ling said happily: "You came just in time, there is an extra meal today. Ban Qing, have chicken tonight."

Ban Qing happily said hello, picked up his crazy spicy chicken, and the two went home talking and laughing together.

Ban Qing looked at Zhong Ling, and suddenly said: "Every day to cook, you have to run down from the mountain specially, or next time... I will bring something and go to Xishan to find you?"

Zhong Ling shook his head: "Xishan is far away from the village, and if you want to do something, you have to carry things up. It's not as convenient as it is here."

Ban Qing was just afraid of Zhong Ling's trouble, but he was very happy that Zhong Ling came to his house every day.

Since Zhong Ling didn't bother, he certainly didn't have any reason to object.

If you eat chicken at night, you can kill it in the afternoon.Zhong Ling threw the pheasant into a large porcelain vat without water and covered it with a cutting board. The chicken was trapped inside and could not fly up, making a lot of noise in the vat.

The spicy chicken wanted to rush forward to avenge its shame, but as soon as it entered the kitchen, Zhong Ling held it down.

The manic spicy chicken immediately behaved, and licked Zhong Ling's hand flatteringly.

Then the irritable one turned into Ban Qing.

Ban Qing rushed over, pulled the spicy chicken steak away, and fetched water for Zhong Ling to wash his hands.

One person and one dog looked at each other with hatred, and Ban Qing said, "Why do I always feel that... this dog is thinking about you?"

Zhong Ling smiled: "What can it miss about me? The only one who misses me is you."

Ban Qing blushed: "I told you before, I have always liked you."

Zhong Ling washed his hands with the water from Ban Qing, and looked at him with a smile, as if to reward his sweet mouth: "Tell me, what do you want to eat in the morning? As long as I know how, I will make it for you."

Ban Qing cheered up: "Okay, the noodle soup you made the morning before yesterday was delicious."

When Mr. Ji came back from the mountain in misery, he passed by Ban Qing's hut.

Warm cooking smoke drifted to the path, and the aroma of rice in the air was tangy.

Just when Ban Qing came out to close the door, he was holding a bowl of warm noodle soup in his hand. The soup base was made of tomatoes, and dried shrimp and scallops were also stewed for flavor, which made the bowl of noodle soup look bright and delicious. tasty.

For such a short distance, Ban Qing was unwilling to put down the bowl of noodle soup. Mr. Ji was a little surprised when he heard Zhong Ling's voice inside: "Don't be so anxious, I made you a pot, eat slowly, Don't burn it."

Ban Qing didn't even see Ji Fuzi who was opposite him, so he slammed the door happily.

Master Ji suddenly felt sad.

This guy is enjoying it so much, he's here... what the hell is he doing?

This guy found a beauty at home, and made him delicious noodle soup in the morning, and waited for him to eat it together. Although it sounds virtuous, he can't stand him with ulterior motives!

Mr. Ji puffed up his chest and walked past without looking sideways.

So... hmph, he's not envious at all!

Ban Qing didn't know that he just abused his single brother like this.

After he finished his warm noodle soup in his own room, Zhong Ling asked him, "What are you doing today?"

Ban Qing said: "I asked my brothers to prepare things. When it comes to No. 18, everyone will go hunting in the mountains. This time, we may go a little farther and go for a few days."

Zhong Ling: "Okay."

"It's hard work to eat and sleep in the open, so don't go tossing with me."

Zhong Ling looked at him, and only said slowly: "But I want to go with you."

Ban Qing looked at him, and Zhong Ling blinked at him.

Ban Qing's eyes were straightened, and he immediately rebelled: "Okay, then you come with me, I will protect you!"

"Then before we go winter hunting, I want to go to Yuangang City again."

"Okay, is there anything you want to buy?"

Zhong Ling watched Ban Qing collect the bowls and chopsticks for two people, took them to wash, and said to him: "I want to buy some more snacks."

Zhong Ling waved the dim sum brought back by the two of them last time, and gave them all to the villagers of Shinan Village.

The rest of the dim sum was eaten by the two of them for a few more days before they were all eaten up.

Naturally, Ban Qing would not object to such a trivial matter: "No problem, I will bring enough money this time, and go with you again."

Going to buy dim sum is not Zhong Ling's real intention.

There are a few things that he really needs to go to Yuangang City to do.

Ban Qing finished his meal and said: "I'm going out today, you don't have to wait for me for lunch, I..."

Zhong Ling continued: "You still don't come back until evening, right?"

Ban Qing was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry."

Zhong Ling smiled slowly: "What is there to be sorry about? Go, go and come back early."

Zhong Ling has discovered that Ban Qing disappears for a whole day every few days.

But Zhong Ling never asked him where he was going, but probably this attitude of never asking was unreasonable and made Ban Qing a little uneasy.

Ban Qing was afraid that he would be angry, so he looked at his face and asked, "Then what are you doing today?"

Zhong Ling: "Fatty is going to make a new dish, I'll go and learn from her."

The lady is going to do activities with the girls in the village today, so she won't be bored.Thinking of this, Ban Qing felt relieved, said goodbye to Zhong Ling and left.

Today is still an ordinary day.

Master Ji went back to the academy, and classes started a little later than usual.Other than that, there is no difference.

As soon as Zhong Ling went out, she was seen by Aunt Wang, who frowned and took her back into the house: "Oh, you can't be so careless and go out in men's clothes every day."

Zhong Ling: "...you are right."

"At your age, you should dress up well. You are already so beautiful. I say you, hurry up and show us your beauty at a good age, so that you can firmly grasp his heart."

Zhong Ling said thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

Aunt Wang pushed people into the house: "You, you will be with the girls in the village later, so you should wear women's clothes anyway."

So Zhong Ling changed into a women's outfit and went out without hesitation.

In the evening, Fat Ya's new dish was finished trying, and it was well received by the women's group, and it will be added to the official recipe soon.

Zhong Ling's day's activities were over, and he returned to Ban Qing's room.

Although he doesn't live with Ban Qing, but because he often haunts here, he is familiar with Ban Qing's room, and he has put a few sets of clothes in his house, which can be replaced when needed.

Before Ban Qing rushed back, he quickly changed into a set of men's clothes. After changing, seeing that Ban Qing hadn't come back, he was relieved for some reason.

Then he looked at the sky and felt that it was almost the same, so he took the pheasant out of the tank.

The ferocious pheasant had been thumping in the tank all day, and it was already wilted.

Zhong Ling went back to the house and took the sword that Ban Qing gave him.

Master Ji came to Ban Qing's place full of worries after class.

He knew that Zhong Ling was here, and about what happened this morning, he still wanted to have a few words with Zhong Ling alone before Ban Qing came back.

But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhong Ling rolled up his arms and sleeves, holding a Banqing sword in his hand, and quickly butchered a chicken.

Master Ji: "..."

While draining the blood, Zhong Ling cut several times obliquely, and all the feathers of the pheasant were plucked off in a few strokes.

When the blood was drained, Zhong Ling swung his sword, without even using a cutting board, and threw the chicken into the sky, and with a few clicks, he chopped the whole chicken into small pieces and caught it with a basin.

Lian Jiazi shot to kill the chicken, and he knew if there was one at a glance.

The whole process is pleasing to the eye, crisp and neat, and the efficiency is extraordinary.

After tidying up the chicken, Zhong Ling raised his head to look at Mrs. Ji, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Master Ji looked at the blood-dripping sword in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's okay, I'm passing by."

So Zhong Ling ignored him and went into the kitchen with the chicken.

After a while, the smell of meat wafted from the kitchen.

The poor old man clutched his chest, went back to his small academy, took out the leftover cold meal at noon, heated it up, and ate it by himself.

After dinner, Master Ji is going to the fat man's house.As a result, he didn't pay attention, and passed by the door of Ban Qing's hut again.

Ban Qing is back.

His voice resounded loudly through a door, even people standing on the street could hear: "Zhong Ling! The chicken at night is so delicious! How did you make it so delicious?"

Hearing this, the single young man walking on the street couldn't help looking at the closed door of Ban Qing's house with envious eyes.

They were all thinking, wondering if they would have the good fortune to be the head of the family in the future, to find such a beautiful lady who can cook?

hateful.

Master Ji is so angry!

It's amazing to be able to cook, huh?

He didn't want to find such a beautiful and scheming one to raise at home!

He walked past Ban Qing's gate in disgust, unknowingly infected by the warm breath of life, and forgot to remind Ban Qing to be vigilant about Zhong Ling.

Who told Zhong Ling to look... actually had a feeling of serious life, which was unbelievable, but he had to consider the possibility of authenticity.

Ban Qing's laughter came from the room again.

Mrs. Ji hurried away, thinking sourly, this bastard Ban Qing is shouting "lady lady" so vigorously, what is he talking about?

Zhong Ling is tall and good at martial arts, if the two of them are really together...it's hard to say who will overwhelm the other.

The author has something to say: So the village is full of dog abuse.

Master Ji: I am not envious at all, and I am not jealous at all!

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What's up?Our ancient Chinese still eat chicken at night, with akimbo confidently.

Happy weekend little fairies~