The Baozifan just brought down from the small stove is very hot, but Bupleurum picks it up quickly like a hungry ghost. He doesn't worry about whether his mouth will be cooked.
But the strange thing is that although he was eating in a hurry, he did not look funny at all. In Wu Zheng's opinion, it was not because Xianger's Baobao rice covered with bacon was delicious, but because this guy was in a hurry to finish his meal and set off. Hurry back.
People like him will feel a sense of peace of mind if they look at it inexplicably. Yes, it is peace of mind. It is Buplehu that makes people feel at ease. Maybe people like him can make people feel at ease. Feel relieved! Or maybe I saw my previous self, to be precise, that silly bookworm, which made my body feel close to him.
But then again, although smart people are sought after, there are still a few people who are really willing to interact with them, so Wu Zheng thinks this is a man! It's better to have a little old solid wood, even if you are smart, you don't need to let everyone know.
Seeing that Chaihu had finished eating, Wu Zheng looked at his mouth again by pushing him over the tea to see what it was made of. The freshly made Baozifan can actually be eaten like Hesai. Finish eating.
"Brother, what are you looking at?" Chaihu touched his mouth and said, "Is there a grain of rice on his mouth?"
Wu Zheng shook his head and smiled: "Is that enough? By the way, is this Baozifan okay?"
"It's delicious, Chaihu has never eaten such a delicious meal. Okay, brother, let's have a good meal now, let's go on our way!"
"You're not afraid of stomach pain when you ride a horse right after you have eaten?"
"Not afraid!" Chaihu took out a small bag wrapped in kraft paper from his arms and smiled: "I have this and I won't be afraid."
"Any good things, give them a taste for Junior Brother."
Chaihu opened the paper bag and said: "This is a Xiaoshi pill I made by myself. It is designed to overcome the problem of accumulated stomachache. After eating one pill, I won't be afraid to wait for the stomachache on horseback."
Wu Zheng took it over and looked at it. How do you look at this grayish-yellow color? How familiar! Throwing a pill in his mouth, with a sweet and sour taste, Wu Zheng suddenly woke up: "Isn't this the same digestive tablet I had eaten in my previous life?"
"Xiaoshi tablets? Brother, this is my secret Xiaoshi pill."
Wu Zheng no longer called out, "Whatever it is? Can you give me this medicine, brother?"
Chaihu smiled and said: "Why not? This is a snack made with Master’s medicinal materials, but although this Xiaoshi pill tastes good, you can’t eat more! After all, it’s medicine. It's a bad thing."
"I know I know, Xiangerxianger get the pen and ink quickly."
"Good uncle!"
Xianger agreed from a distance, and after a while the pen and ink was brought over by the little girl with a wooden plate, Wu Zheng just threw her a digestion tablet, it was not a digestion pill.
"Uncle, what is this?"
"You'll know if you taste it."
Xianger would hesitate when he heard that he was eating, and when he threw it into his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Master, what kind of candy is this delicious."
"It's not sugar, it's a medicine to eliminate food, how delicious it is!"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's really delicious, that young master...is there any more?"
"No more! Brother Chaihu only gave me two pills. I ate one pill by myself and gave the remaining one to you!"
Chaihu, who was writing a prescription, said after hearing it, "Actually I still have a few pills here."
Chaihu Gang was about to give the remaining Xiaoshi pills to Xiang'er, but Wu Zheng snatched them away. When they opened it and saw that there were still a dozen pills, he said in an annoyed manner: "You can't give it all to this girl, so Believe it or not, this girl can eat it all in one bite."
"It's not good, it's medicine after all..."
"She doesn't care if you are medicine or not, as long as it is delicious, even if it is arsenic, she can give you half a catty."
Seeing that the sugar in his hand was gone, Xiang'er said aggrieved: "Uncle Xiang'er is not as greedy as you said."
"You can even eat a pound of salt, and you dare to say that your mouth is not greedy. If you forget to give you two more, you can't eat more. I will call Feier for you to keep the rest. When you want to eat it, I will look for it. she wants."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Xianger took the Xiaoshi pills from Wu Zheng and ran away happily.
Chaihu, who had written the prescription, blew the ink on the paper and asked when he was about to give it to Wu Zheng: "That brother,... (End of this chapter)