"Okay! Stop acting disgusting and weird, like a sissy!" Yu Xiaocao glanced at the weeping Young Master Zhou who was biting the handkerchief lasagna, and stabbed him again without holding back.
Young Master Zhou clutched his heart, eyes filled with tears, and looked at her accusingly, as if he was accusing her of being hard-hearted!
Yu Xiaocao finished the calculation in her mind, waved her hand at him without any pressure, and said, "Stop pretending! Isn't it just half a catty of fresh food every month! I'll go back and talk to my father, you know, my father He is a master at sea, nothing can stop him!"
The tears in Young Master Zhou's eyes evaporated in an instant, and the pitiful expression just disappeared, he looked at her trustingly, nodded and said: "With your words, I have a plan in my heart! Xiaocao, your family is really my big brother." Savior, Lucky Star…”
"Okay, okay! I'm home, what are you supposed to do? By the way, when will the dry and fresh food be available?" Yu Xiaocao asked reliably.
Xinchou climbed up again on Wednesday: "From the next month after obtaining the Imperial Merchant, that is, next month... At this time, the sea water is relatively cold, and it is not the time to go into the sea. Look..."
Yu Xiaocao confirmed it with Xiaobutianshi in her heart, then waved her hand at him and said, "Okay, got it! Come to my house to pick up seafood at the beginning of next month..."
Young Master Zhou asked uncertainly: "Will Uncle Yu be able to withstand the sea at this time? Xiaocao, I don't want Uncle Yu to let your family have any mistakes because of my family's errands..."
Yu Xiaocao was very moved in her heart, but she said calmly on her face: "I still have some dried fresh food at home. I originally kept it for myself to eat. My parents said that it is too wasteful to eat this precious thing by myself. I ate it during the Chinese New Year." I was not willing to eat it once, and there was probably more than a catty left... "
"Xiaocao, your family is really my savior!!" If it wasn't on the horse, Wednesday Young Master would definitely rush over and hold her hand with a moved face... Cough cough, men and women can't kiss each other, and they are each on the horse, Only with the window of the soul - the eyes, to express his touch and gratitude at the moment.
Yu Xiaocao glanced at him with a look of disgust, and said, "Put back that disgusting expression of yours, it makes my skin crawl!"
After solving the problem of next month, Shao Shao is in a good mood on Wednesday. Seeing the two of them entering Tanggu City Gate, Young Master Zhou enthusiastically invited her to dinner.
Yu Xiaocao rolled her eyes, today she set off from Dongshan Village early, although Xiaohong is small and young, after all, she was raised by Lingshi water, and her running speed is not inferior to that of an adult horse. At this time, it's only around eight o'clock in the morning, what do you eat? She just had breakfast, and it's still early for lunch, and she said please eat at this time, it seems that she is not sincere!
"I have to go back and cook a blood-enriching medicinal meal for my godmother, and I won't eat the rice! Besides, I'm going to eat at the Zhenxiu Restaurant, when can't I? Anyway, the special table you reserved, I can use it whenever I want Timely use. It’s meaningless to treat guests or not!” Yu Xiaocao had an obedient expression on her face.
On the side of the street, Zhu Junyang, who came out early to help his mother and concubine buy side dishes, happened to see this scene: the white, tender and pink face with baby fat was so vivid under the reflection of the colorful clouds in the sky. Especially those big eyes that are watery and clear like the moon, seem to be able to speak, full of wonderful spirituality. He had never seen a little girl who could compare her realness and loveliness. There seems to be a magical magnetism on her body, no matter how far away she is, she can deeply attract his gaze...
As if aware of his gaze, Yu Xiaocao looked in his direction with a pair of bright eyes. The eyes of the two met in the vast crowd.
There are people coming and going on the street, many of them are wealthy and well-dressed families, but King Keyang stands alone in the crowd, as if everyone has become the background, and he is like a luminous body, attracting many big girls and young wives Amazing eyes.
Yu Xiaocao quietly looked at Zhu Junyang who was not far away, the most handsome little fresh meat star in the previous life, he was not as handsome as King Yang. He has a tall nose bridge that seems to have been carefully carved in Korea, thin lips like pink cherry blossoms, and eyebrows like swords flying slantingly into the strands of black hair at the corners of his temples. His facial contours are impeccable!
What's more attractive is his indifferent temperament, as if exiled by the world and isolated in the world. Occasionally, a ray of sadness and loneliness flashed through his enigmatic icy eyes, as if a deep pool of water wanted to suck people in.
In her previous life, Yu Xiaocao was a typical visual animal. Her favorite celebrities were all beautiful and handsome little fresh meat. Therefore, she does not hesitate to appreciate beautiful things.
Since Zhu Junyang was twelve or thirteen years old, there was no shortage of famous ladies and ladies in Beijing who followed him with admiration. Four or five years have passed, and those utilitarian admirations have become more and more unbearable for him. His special ability, as long as there is a trace of negative energy, he can clearly detect it.
Those well-known ladies are shy and timid on the surface, but in reality they are pretentious. I didn't expect that under their virtuous and virtuous appearance, they have such a big sense of utilitarianism in their hearts. Some are because of his skin; some are because of his status as the third son of Prince Jing's residence; some are because of his father's real power...
No one has ever looked at him with pure admiration like the little girl in front of him, making him feel like a flawless beautiful jade and a moving scenery, but he has never had the slightest bit of possessiveness in admiring it. In his cold and dark heart, it was as if a ray of scorching sun pierced through the darkness and warmed his estimated life...
Seeing the pickle jar in Xiaojun Wang's hands, Yu Xiaocao got off the horse, walked towards him, and greeted him with a warm smile, "Xiaojun Wang, you have come to help the princess buy some vegetables so early in person!"
The concubine really likes the side dishes in the pickle shop she invested in, especially the sweet and sour crispy radishes. Every morning when she drinks porridge, she must use it for dinner, otherwise she won't be able to drink it. The pickled radishes she brought over last time were almost enough to eat. These days, I have been busy taking care of the godmother, mother and son, and family affairs, so I didn't have time to send them off.
Zhu Junyang looked at her silently, neither nodded nor shook his head, and seemed to have no intention of speaking. Yu Xiaocao learned from the princess that her youngest son has a strange temperament and doesn't like to talk, so she didn't report her hope that he would pay attention to her.
Just as she was thinking about how to find a topic and left after a few pleasantries, the Xiaojun Wang actually opened his mouth: "Yes! The side dishes in this store taste better than those in the capital!"
Of course, don't look at who gave the prescription! Xiaocao thought in her heart, with a look of arrogance on her face. The pickle shop of Xiaojiang's family has long since ceased to be in that remote vegetable market. Not to mention it has moved to the main road, and even changed to a larger shop.
Later, Xiaocao wrote him several pickle recipes. This Xiaojiang's skill in making pickles is really good, and the pickles made according to the recipes have almost caught up with her level. Therefore, the reputation of the Jiangjia pickle shop spread throughout Tanggu. In addition, pickles are delicious and cheap, no matter they have money or not, they can afford and like to eat them. Those who queue up to buy pickles every day almost catch up with the queues in front of Zhenxiu Restaurant to buy roasted chicken with sweet-scented osmanthus duck. Xiaocao's dividends also increase month by month. The little girl's purse has bulged a lot!
Sensing Xiaocao's slightly embarrassing expression, Zhu Junyang was full of confusion. It suddenly occurred to me that my concubine seemed to have said that the side dishes I ate a few days ago were made by the little girl herself. Could it be...
"Jiang's pickle shop, is it yours?" No, if it's hers, why isn't it called Yu's pickle shop? Zhu Junyang was even more confused.
Seeing the bewilderment in Xiaojun Wang's eyes, Yu Xiaocao became even more embarrassing, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her little nose pointed at the sky, and she snorted, "Although the pickle shop is not my family, but I have a part in it." Yes! Many of the pickles in it are recipes I came up with. The sweet and sour radish and wine beans in your hand are my original creations!"
Wine beans, spicy with a hint of wine aroma, Zhu Junyang fell in love with it immediately after eating it once. Sweet and sour radish, crispy and refreshing, is the mother's favorite. And these are all the recipes thought up by the little girl who is only ten years old in front of her. People don't know whether to praise her for being smart or call her evil.
"I really want to pry open your skull and see how many weird things are inside..." Xiaojun Wang, is it really okay for you to use a slightly complimenting tone to tell the plot that only appears in horror movies
Yu Xiaocao freed a hand to protect her head, pretending to be panicked and said: "Don't pry, don't pry! If you don't pry, you still have a chance to know what I will do. If you pry, you will I can only see white flowers..."
It's not that Zhu Junyang has never seen blood. In those years when he couldn't control himself being affected by his ability, he was violent, and naturally he would not be without a life lawsuit. However, those people are all to blame! *The scene of bursting, he has naturally seen it. Thinking of that kind of scene happening to the weird little girl in front of him, Zhu Junyang was extremely repulsed in his heart!
"With my master here, who dares to hurt you?!" A violent emotion burst out from Zhu Junyang's body, and those ice-like eyes were filled with blood red. Wu Deshun, who had been with King Yang for many years, thumped in his heart: Oh, my master's temper is about to get out of control! There are so many people on the street, I don't know how many people will be accidentally injured. But the master went out this morning and only brought him a guard, so he couldn't hold it alone! !
"Huh? Didn't you say you wanted to pry open my skull? Why did you lose your memory in an instant?" Xiaocao's clear words like raindrops, like pouring rain, instantly extinguished the burning flame in Zhu Junyang's heart.
This voice was like enlightenment, pulling Zhu Junyang back from the tyranny. Qingming gradually returned to the phoenix eyes, and the aura around her, like a poisonous snake, slowly dissipated without a trace. What a surprise in Wu Deshun's heart! Mouth open enough to hold two eggs: Oh my God! The master actually controlled it! Such a situation of reining in the precipice has never appeared before! This... is it all because of the little girl in front of me