Gu Changsheng smiled and put down the gun: "Can it kill people? I thought it was just an ordinary hidden weapon. If I had known, I would have killed Wang Hu today."
Xia Qianqian's eyes twitched as she reminded him, "Master Gu, murder is against the law."
"That's right." Gu Changsheng touched the pistol nostalgically, then pretended to be reluctant to part with it and said, "I'll give this hidden weapon to you."
"Ah?" Xia Qianqian's eyes lit up. There was a time in her previous life when she liked shooting. She pestered Gu Yanjing to find a gun every day, and her shooting skills were pretty good.
Qing Tong smiled and said, "Miss Xia, you must protect yourself well and don't let our young master worry."
What this said...
Xia Qianqian's face turned red: "Today was an accident. Actually, I am still very good..."
"Qianqian, since the Third Young Master is willing to give it to you, just accept it!" Qin Xue said proactively.
"Then I'll take it!" Xia Qianqian happily took the pistol. Damn, now she's not afraid of Wang Hu, Liu Hu, or Song Hu, she can kill them with one shot!
Qing Tong asked: "Miss Xia, don't you want to fry sweet potato balls?"
"Oh yes!"
Xia Qianqian washed some sweet potatoes and put them in the pot to steam. The firelight reflected her red face. Gu Changsheng watched from the side with a gentle look.
When the sweet potatoes are cooked, peel them and mash them with a rice spoon. Add glutinous rice flour and knead them until smooth. Then roll them into small balls and fry them in a pan.
Soon, the fragrance filled the room, with a hint of caramel. Qing Tong touched his belly and exclaimed: "Xia Qianqian's cooking skills look good. We can go set up a stall now."
"Yeah!" Xia Qianqian also thought of it. She could go to the town and sell sweet potato balls to make money! In addition to sweet potato balls, she could fry potato balls!
"But first, let us taste your cooking skills." Qing Tong looked at the golden meatballs fried in the pan with envy.
Xia Qianqian served the meatballs and divided them into two portions. One portion was given to Qin and her younger brother and sister, and the other portion was placed in front of Gu Changsheng: "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn your mouth."
The meatballs were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a rich potato flavor and elasticity, but not sticky like pure glutinous rice balls. Everyone praised them after eating them. Xia Qianqian looked at Gu Changsheng hesitantly and asked, "How is it?"
For some reason, she wanted to get Gu Changsheng's approval. Gu Changsheng tasted one slowly and praised, "Not bad."
Xia Qianqian's heart was so excited that it seemed like it was about to fly.
"Before you can start making porcelain, you can set up a stall selling fried meatballs in front of my restaurant. If any customers place an order, we'll split the profits." Gu Changsheng offered.
How could Xia Qianqian refuse such a good thing? She nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay!"
The silver charcoal was already burning. Xia Qianqian filled up Gu Changsheng's hand warmer and her own red enamel hand warmer. Then she handed them all to Gu Changsheng: "One for your hands and one for your feet. This way you won't be cold on your way back."
"I'm not going back today." Gu Changsheng said suddenly.
Xia Qianqian was stunned: "Ah? Are you going to stay overnight at my house?"
"Is it not possible?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyes and looked at Xia Qianqian innocently, "It's so dark and cold outside."
"The road is slippery too." Qing Tong added.
"But when we came back from Lu'an Prefecture, didn't we also travel at night?" Xia Qianqian asked doubtfully. She suspected that the ancestor wanted to stay with her, but she had no evidence!
Gu Changsheng said: "At that time we took the official road, which was different from the village road."
"That's right, the road conditions here are very bad. When I came here to deliver something at night before, the horse slipped." Qing Tong lied with his eyes open.
(End of this chapter)