If the target of green tea is the female lead [Quick Transmigration]

1,

"Your sister is also a Jiangnan woman? Where are you from? How long have you been in Pingcheng? Can you speak the local dialect?" He He asked several questions in succession with his mouth as if spitting out beads.

Qingcha said timidly, "I'm from Yangzhou. I've only been in Pingcheng for a year or two, so I haven't forgotten my hometown dialect."

As soon as the words fell, Hehe smiled and said: "So you are from Yangzhou, and I am from Gusu."

"Oh." Qingcha responded, and asked Hehe back: "Did you also escape to the capital?"

"What escaped to the capital?" He He waved the fan in his hand, and began to recall her own experience. Sadness and disgust flashed on her face in an instant, and He He slowly told the story .

It turns out that Hehe's parents passed away very early, leaving her and her elder brother to depend on each other.In order for her brother to continue his studies, she cooks at home and has to go to the fields to do farm work. She usually does needlework to make money. On the one hand, she pays her brother's tuition fees, and on the other hand, she subsidizes the family.

Later, the two siblings grew up.My brother took a daughter-in-law to be her sister-in-law, and this sister-in-law is not easy to mess with.When he first arrived, he treated himself as the master and ordered her vigorously.Later, in order to earn the dowry, he wanted to marry Hehe off.

Because of the rich dowry, he actually wanted to marry Hehe to a landlord who was over sixty years old.On the night of their wedding, He He escaped regardless of the danger of his life, took the opportunity to board a boat, and fled to the capital in the boat.

"Then how did you get into the mansion?" Qingcha was fascinated and asked curiously.

"Damn, don't mention it." He He waved his hand and continued: "I thought it would be good if I escaped, but I didn't know the place where I was born, but I was deceived by someone and almost sold to a brothel. Fortunately, my wife is smart and has legs. Run fast."

"What then?"

He He continued to recall, the two entered the house close to each other, and said as they walked: "Later, I was walking on the street, penniless, hungry and hungry. I can have a lot of money, and I don’t have to suffer from hunger anymore, so I will become a dancing girl.”

It turns out that she is also a poor person, Qingcha lowered her head and thought.

Without asking what she wanted, Qingcha was unwilling to continue asking: "And then?"

"And then." He He sat in front of the round table, put the small fan in his hand on the table, supported his chin with his hands, and said dejectedly: "I met the prince, and the prince called me by name several times in a row. But the other sisters are very envious. I was married soon, and I thought I was going to fly on a branch to become a phoenix, but who knew... oh..."

At the end, He He couldn't help sighing, put down his hand, and casually played with his fingers.

Hearing Hehe's sigh, Qingcha immediately straightened up nervously, and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

He He hadn't noticed what was wrong with her, curled his lips, and said with an unhappy face: "What, who knows that the prince is actually a bad guy, not even an old man in his fifties or sixties!"

"..." Qingcha didn't react at first, but after she did, her face flushed red.

On the other hand, Hehe, not only did not blush, but became more and more excited as he talked: "You said that Hehe is young and handsome, why can't he have a room? This made my old lady stay in an empty room at a young age, sleeping in a cold bed day and night."

As he spoke, Hehe burst into tears, howling in pain, wishing he could break the table.

Qingcha was so scared that she quickly stood up and covered her mouth.

"Stop talking, walls have ears, be careful not to be overheard by others, and you will be killed." Qingcha reminded with a blushing face.

But He He pulled her hand off, and said with disdain on his face: "I'm not afraid. Rather than dying here and being unable to get out for the rest of my life, it's better to die quickly."

Listening, He He murmured: "How do you know you can't get out?"

It's a pity that her voice was too low for Hehe to hear clearly, and she was still complaining somewhere, and suddenly seemed to think of something, she turned her head and asked: "You are not forced to marry, are you? If so, I can help you run away."

Qingcha thought, you can't escape by yourself, how can you help me?

Thinking in her heart, she shook her head and said, "No. The prince 'she' once saved my life, and I voluntarily married in to repay her kindness."

"Oh Huo." He He looked "I understand it very well", his eyes were shining, as if his gossip ears were pricked up in an instant, and he blinked and said, "Could it be you...?"

He He covered her grown-up mouth in surprise, and said with a smile on her aunt's face: "Tell my sister, do you like the prince? Seduce a man, catch a man's heart, I am familiar with the part of my sister. I will definitely help you!"

"..." Qingcha blushed and said angrily, "The more my sister talks, the more outrageous she is."

"Oh my goodness." Seeing her shyness, Hehe became more and more interested, "Have you been hit?"

Qingcha changed the subject and said, "Isn't my sister jealous? If that's the case, wouldn't it be me and you competing for favor and robbing the prince?"

As soon as the words were finished, Hehe knocked on the head, and the painful Qingcha quickly covered her head, feeling a little aggrieved.

Facing Shang Qingcha's aggrieved and innocent eyes, He He said unhappily: "This is what I said, if I like to fight for favor, then it's someone else's turn? Besides, I don't like the prince, why should I fight? Even if I fight , and it may not be that 'she' will like me?"

"Then why did you..."

"Oh, you have an elm head." He He was so angry that his body shook into a sieve, hating that iron could not become a steel road, "I just want to give you a hand because I see you have a chance!"

So I misunderstood her, Qingcha thought.

Fu raised his head again and apologized to He He, "I'm sorry."

"Okay, I accept your apology." As expected of a particularly bold and hearty woman, He He didn't take this little misunderstanding to heart at all, so she changed the subject: "However, you have to make me a young girl with your own hands." The regiment compensates me."

"Okay." Qingcha agreed with a smile.

2,

In a few days, it will be Ching Ming Festival, also known as the Cold Food Festival. I heard that this Cold Food Festival is to commemorate Jie Zitui, a famous minister and righteous man of the Jin State in the Spring and Autumn Period.Legend has it that during Jin Wengong's exile, Jie Zitui once cut off his shares to satisfy his hunger.Later, because Jie Zitui didn't want to be an official, he hid in the mountains with his old mother.

Because a minister gave advice to Jin Wengong, Jin Wengong sent people to burn the mountain. Originally, he wanted to force Jiezi to push out of the mountain. As a result, Jiezi pushed his old mother and died under a willow tree.To commemorate him, there is the Cold Food Festival.

In fact, the Cold Food Festival and the Ching Ming Festival are not on the same day, but the Cold Food Festival is two days before the Ching Ming Festival, and the two festivals are very close to each other.As time goes by, people gradually forget about the Cold Food Festival, and often celebrate the two festivals together.

As the Cold Food Festival was approaching, the mansion also prepared a lot of things for the festival.Among them is the wormwood used to make the green group, which saves the time to buy and greatly facilitates the green tea.

Qingtuan is a traditional snack in the south of the Yangtze River. It is as green as emeralds, soft and chewy, smells fragrant, looks fat but not plump, and is relatively simple to make.

Put the tender green wormwood and jasmine into the pot together, add lime and steam it thoroughly, then rinse off the lime water, knead it into glutinous rice flour, make a green dough, pick it by hand into a Make a piece of dough, knead it into long strips, flatten it separately, wrap it with bean paste and other fillings, pinch the opening, knead it into a round ball, and the green dough is ready.

Raise the cage for steaming buns, spread sackcloth inside the cage, put in raw green balls, cover the lid and wait for half an hour, after steaming, it can be coated with sesame oil and used.

After it was out of the pot, just as Qingcha asked Zhou Ru to bring the steaming green balls to the table, Hehe's eyes gleamed, and the halazi almost fell from his mouth, and he couldn't wait to enjoy it.

"Slow down, be careful of scalding." Qingcha reminded kindly, fearing that she would be scalded, she also handed her a pair of bamboo chopsticks to hold with them.

The skin of the steamed qingtuan is green and oily, because qingcha makes red bean paste.In addition, she has good skills, so it tastes sweet but not greasy, and has a light aroma of wormwood, which is sweet, soft and delicious.

"Wooooow, it's so delicious." Hehe shed tears in excitement.

"Be careful, don't choke." Qingcha started to eat the green balls she made herself after not eating all morning.

From then on, Hehe often came to have dinner, and the relationship with Qingcha became better day by day.

That night, Qingcha habitually took out a pen and ink to write on the paper, writing about the trivial things that happened during the day, and at the end of writing, he thought of He He's smiles and every little thing when he got along with him, and wrote that He He was a meaningful person. Little temper is not annoying, but very cute.

Just finished writing and putting it away, when Qingcha was about to close the window, a man covered in blood broke in through the window.

"Help, come quickly—" Qingcha subconsciously called out, but the next second her mouth was tightly covered.

"Woooo..." Qingcha sobbed, with tears in her eyes. The man stood behind her, blowing in her ear, and threatened, "Don't move. If you scream again, be careful I'll kill you!" about you."

This time, Qingcha's voice became louder, crying intermittently.But this time it was not because of fear, but because of excitement.The man's voice was hoarse, but she recognized it immediately. It was the prince she had never seen since entering the door.

Hearing her cry, the prince frowned, she never listened to women crying.She held the gun in one hand, covered Qingcha's mouth with the other, and began to look around.

A little familiar, Gu Chenzhou tilted his head thinking, the originally stern face also became dumbfounded.

She thought hard about when she had been to this place before, and the woman she held hostage looked very familiar.

After thinking about it, Gu Chenzhou asked Qingcha: "What's your name, and where is this place?"

After being hunted down to this point, she wanted to escape back home, but her physical strength couldn't keep up, and the group of people behind her chased after her.In a panic, she jumped in first, but she didn't know where it was.

"..." At that moment, Qingcha was not stunned, but sad.Haoshuai didn't recognize that this was her mansion, nor did he recognize her.

"Don't cry." Big drops of tears fell on Gu Chenzhou's arms, hot and scorching. She panicked and let go of her hand: "Don't cry. I order you, don't cry."

Seeing that Qingcha was still crying, she immediately turned cold.

However, in the next second, after seeing Qingcha's face, she remembered that she had just taken a concubine, and it wasn't the person in front of her.

"You... Qingcha?" Gu Chenzhou tried to find her name from memory.

Hearing Gu Chenzhou calling her name, Qingcha slowly raised her head, her tearful eyes were full of pity.

The author has something to say:

Gu Shenzhou (Gu Yihan): Unexpected, right?I'm no longer a marshal, but a prince!Ha ha……

ps: What, I am from the north.I have never eaten Qingtuan, and my understanding and description of Qingtuan also come from the browser.

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Uh, this world was originally the Republic of China, but when signing the contract, the editor told me to change the article, that is, Ah Jin refused to write about the warlords of the Republic of China (scratching his head).In order to sign the contract, the text was changed.