Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator

Chapter 159: Young couple having dinner

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He Sanlang has sharp eyes and ears, even though Chu Lian's words were in a low voice, they still fell on his ears. He frowned slightly with thick eyebrows, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Chu Lian's words.

"Chu Lian, what did you say?"

Chu Lian covered her mouth and laughed a couple of times in embarrassment, propped herself up slightly and sat a little further away from He Sanlang, and quickly said, "It's nothing."

Chu Lian didn't dare to tease him anymore, He Sanlang is extremely dangerous now, and Chu Lian is a person who knows the current affairs.

When He Changdi saw that the page had finally been revealed, he was relieved. He stood up and walked to the small table in two steps. He seemed to touch it lightly casually, and the booklet with the blue cover fell into the side table. In the brazier, he was instantly engulfed by the flames in the brazier.

Chu Lian rolled his eyes, as long as he was not blind, he could tell that He Sanlang's actions just now were intentional.

He Changdi turned his body slightly, and said in a flat voice: "I accidentally touched it, forget it, just burn it."

He Sanlang didn't care, as soon as he saw the blue booklet, he wanted to tear it into pieces. Xiao Hongyu should be crying.

The only book he had left to avoid the fire was burned by the fire, what a misfortune!

Wenqing Wenlan standing outside the camp looked at each other teasingly, making sure that there was no abnormal sound coming from inside, and then spoke.

"Third young master and third grandma, the servants brought food."

Chu Lian straightened the broken hair on her cheeks, and asked Wenqing Wenlan to come in.

Wen Qing moved the table in front of the two of them, Wen Lan took out the food from the food box and put it on the table, Wen Qing explained while arranging the bowls and chopsticks for the young couple, "Guo Xiaowei sent someone to tell me something happened. I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with the third grandma, let the servants inform you that General Xiao has gone to Xiaowei Guo's place."

Chu Lian nodded, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that the officers of the Right Wing Army were really knowledgeable, but they came here to make room for her and He Changdi!

Chu Lian stopped thinking about it, she turned her eyes to the small table in front of her, and when she saw the simple meals on it, she asked in surprise, "Do you usually eat this?"

Although He Sanlang's position in the army is not high, he is also a school lieutenant who commands hundreds of elites, so the food shouldn't be so bad.

He Changdi sat aside and glanced at her, then nodded.

What He Sanlang didn't say was that probably because of seeing Chu Lian coming today, Xiaowei Guo specially ordered the head soldiers to add more food.

Chu Lian looked at the pot helmet in front of him, which was as hard as a brick. He didn't know what material was used to stew the black and mushy thing. Probably the most visible thing was the boiled bacon in the middle.

Although the bowl was still steaming, Chu Lian really didn't have any appetite from the smell.

Seeing that her brows were wrinkled, He Changdi didn't move in a hurry. He asked, "No appetite?"

Then it became clear after thinking about it, what Chu Lian usually eats can be called the supreme delicacy for the men in the northern border army, how can she eat this kind of standard military rations? have to go down.

Wenqing Wenlan was also sweating for her mistress, not to mention the third grandma, even if they saw the food, they wouldn't be able to eat it!

He Sanlang paused and asked Wenqing Wenlan next to him, "Go and make some food for the third grandma."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Chu Lian who was opposite, "If you are hungry, drink a cup of honey water first." He knew that Chu Lian had the habit of drinking honey water.

Chu Lian really didn't want to eat the food of the frontier army, but the food placed on the small table in front of him seemed to be for two people, and the frontier army's supplies were in short supply, so it might not be good to waste food.

She pointed at the plate in front of her with her slender fingertips.

"What about these?"

He Sanlang glanced at the rough porcelain bowl in front of her, and stretched out his hand to bring her bowl in front of him, with a low voice, "I'll eat, you wait for Qing Wenlan to cook."

After finishing speaking, He Changdi picked up the pot of unknown stuff and drank it.

Seeing that he put aside the easy-to-store pot helmets and bacon, and only placed two bowls filled with mush in front of him, Chu Lian had already anticipated his plan. In order not to waste food, He Sanlang planned to drink two bowls of unappetizing mush for this meal.

Chu Lian suddenly felt a block in his heart, feeling a little distressed for He Changdi.

She suddenly stopped Wenqing Wenlan who was about to go out to find a place to cook.

Wenqing Wenlan looked at Chu Lian strangely, "What else does the third grandma want?"

Chu Lian shook her head, "Don't bother, I'll just eat these."

It's not true that she can't eat a little bit of bitterness, she's not so delicate, since tens of thousands of people in the frontier army eat it, even He Changdi eats it, so there's nothing she can't eat.

Wenqing Wenlan stared wide-eyed, and couldn't believe that the third grandma, who usually didn't eat anything but gourmet food, would eat such food that she knew she had a terrible appetite. But since it was their master's order, they would not disobey, the two of them agreed, and retreated to the entrance of the camp, not disturbing the relationship between the young couple.

He Changdi obviously didn't expect Chu Lian to really eat these foods.

He was stunned for a second, thinking that Chu Lian was only interested in seeing how fast he was eating, and he kindly reminded, "Chu Lian, don't look at me eating so fast, the taste is actually not good. It’s not enough to eat.”

Chu Lian glanced at him, pointed to his own bowl in front of him, "Pass it to me."

He Sanlang couldn't help it, knowing that he couldn't persuade her at this time, he thought about it, poured most of the paste from her bowl into his own bowl, and then asked Wenqing to pour a bowl of boiling water.

He put the bowl in front of Chu Lian, his voice was flat, as if what he said was casual, but after a while, he could feel the concern in his words.

"The bean paste tastes bad. I guess you're not used to it. You can just try some. The pot helmet is too hard, so tear it open and soak it in hot water before eating. You can eat some bacon."

Chu Lian nodded, took the bowl, glanced at the dark bowl, swallowed, and then took a spoonful of bean paste with a soup spoon and put it in her mouth. Suddenly, the strange taste filled her mouth. The mush wrapped in his mouth was spat out, and he finally forced himself to swallow it. As soon as he swallowed it, he quickly drank a big mouthful of warm water to dilute the taste in his mouth.

Chu Lian was really shocked by the taste. I don't know how to make this strange bean paste. The taste is almost as good as the dark dish of "canned herring".

Even if Chu Lian was mentally prepared, she didn't want to take another bite when she saw the half bowl of bean paste in front of her.

He Sanlang's Wannian cold face, the corners of his eyes raised slightly imperceptibly, he finally brought Chu Lian's bowl back, and pushed the soaked pot helmet in front of Chu Lian, "Eat this!"

He pulled out a delicate dagger from his waist, skillfully cut a few small pieces of bacon for Chu Lian and put them on her plate.

"If you don't feel the taste, just eat a bite of bacon."

Chu Lian took a sip of the pot helmet soaked in boiled water, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the taste is normal. Although the taste is not good, compared with the bean paste, it can be regarded as delicious.

While sipping, Chu Lian looked at He Changdi from time to time, only to see that he finished the two bowls of bean paste expressionlessly, cut a small piece of bacon and chewed it in his mouth, then put down his chopsticks.