Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Tender raw, sweet and crunchy ginger slices are really a life-saver.

Zhao Ying took out two slices in a rare way and put them on top of the rice. This bowl of really rough rice immediately became easy to eat.

This ginger slice has a slightly spicy taste, but it is very soft and appetizing, not astringent at all, and the lips and teeth break with a click, crisp and tight.

Zhao Ying squinted his eyes while eating, with a slight smile on his face.

Li Sheng stood not far from the door, his expression still. Next to him, Ge Conglin saw Zhao Ying eat the first bowl and ordered another bowl of rice. He let out a long breath, pulled his beard vigorously, and read 'Amitabha Buddha' several times.

"If our Duke doesn't eat anymore, I'd even have the heart to stew my son and send it up for his old man to enjoy."

Li Sheng glanced at him, smiled on his face, there was no smile in the depths of his eyes and said: "Even if you want to learn Yi Ya's cooking, you must first have Yi Ya's cooking skills."

Ge Conglin choked and was speechless.

Since An Guogong came to Yanzhou, he had to check the accounts and the border guards. It seemed like he was going to throw all of Yanzhou into a frying pan.

Ge Conglin felt like an ancestor was suddenly pressed on his head.

An Guogong's investigation didn't matter - even his brother-in-law was involved.

He himself didn't expect that there would be so many troubles under his hands, it really made him worry.

"Hey!"

Ge Conglin was also a general, and he thought he knew everything about the military affairs. He never thought that anyone could play tricks under his nose.

Let's not talk about whether he will be successful on the battlefield, but when it comes to people's sophistication, he is the one with the most transparent temperament in their Ge family.

But this time it turned out to be a shipwreck in the gutter, and Que'er was pecked in the eye, and a group of bastards were raised under his hands, his hands were stretched out, and his buttocks couldn't be wiped clean. He didn't know how it would hurt him.However, his slick skills hit a wall on An Guogong, and he tried to please him several times, but he failed to please him, and even suffered a meal.

There was really no other way, he finally gritted his teeth and gave a heavy gift.

It was his adopted daughter—Gu Yu.

An Guogong didn't even bring a maid by his side, let alone a beautiful woman who warmed the bed. The weather is getting colder, how lonely is it to sleep alone?

After much deliberation, Ge Conglin deliberately chose a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River among his adopted daughters.It's not that he is boasting, the child Gu Yu was born really well, and because he likes it, he specially asked someone to teach him well, he has dabbled in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is sixteen this year, she is simply a beauty like a flower.

In the past, his brother-in-law wanted to ask for it away, but he was not willing.

This time, he reluctantly gave up his love to An Guogong.

Ge Conglin was also distressed, but there was really nothing he could do. I just hoped that the old man would be happy. After returning to Beijing, he raised his hand at least because he was respectful and dedicated his adopted daughter. A few words.

The old man doesn't seem to be in a good mood at all?

For some reason, ever since he sent Gu Yu to An Guogong, he always felt a chill on his neck, and the people around him seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Hey, the Duke of this country is really stable. Now that he has a peerless beauty, he still has the mind to spend all day in his official duties.

He was thinking about how to give that person a step without any trace, so that the other person can take time to enjoy his gift. Unexpectedly, An Guogong, the old man, gave him a big gift-this master, actually made a noise silently. Started a 'hunger strike'.

It's almost like going on a hunger strike.

At the end of the day, I only ate a small steamed bun the size of a longan and drank half a bowl of corn porridge.

"..."

His three-and-a-half-year-old youngest son can eat three days' worth of An Guogong in one meal!
When Ge Conglin found out, he was struck by lightning—it was Zhao Ying himself who was determined not to eat the delicacies he specially prepared, and insisted on eating the same food as the lieutenant soldiers.

But when these meals were on the table, even though the chef had re-cooked them specially for him, which was more delicate than the big pot meals, it was harder for him to eat than to drink medicine.

Obviously a few days ago it was very good, and the big pot dishes in the army were also delicious, but these few days have revealed their true colors?But he wouldn't even eat the meal cooked by a serious chef!
This is the empress dowager's darling, and it would be frightening to lose a hair. For a while, he even moved to forcibly lift An Guogong out of the border of Yanzhou.

Fortunately, it looks better today.

Li Sheng saw Ge Conglin reciting Buddha's name there, but he sneered.

Who is to blame for his young master making a fuss about hunger strike?I can only blame the old guy Ge Conglin!
This guy sent a daring woman into their camp, and he said to himself that he was going to serve his son.

This place is Yanzhou after all, and they are foreigners now. Most of the subordinates in this camp were arranged by Ge Conglin. He also dug out the precious jars of pickled vegetables and meat sauce in the kitchen.

Just digging it out is not enough, this little lady also showed her unique skills, using those pickled vegetables with womb cabbage to cook the delicacies of her hometown.

Xian Xianzhi was stirring in all the pickle jars, even took off her shoes and socks, and stepped on them with her feet——

Li Sheng and his young master looked straight at it!

Zhao Ying: "..."

Still eating?He even suspected that Ge Conglin had evil intentions, and wanted to disgust his son to death!
Ge Conglin didn't know this at all, let alone heard Li Sheng's slander, and sighed seven or eight times in a row. At this time, the crisis seemed to be over, and he remembered his beauty again.

I haven't seen 'Gu Yu' in the past few days. I don't know what Duke An is thinking.

Blinking his eyes, Ge Conglin glanced at Li Sheng, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Li Duzhi, I wonder if the gift given to the Duke is satisfactory?"

Li Sheng: "...heh."

Ge Conglin: "..."

What's wrong with this!
It's not surprising that there are so many gifts, he gave all the gifts, and didn't even give him a good face?

Ge Conglin finally couldn't hold it back, rolled his eyes, and thought to himself: These are all the most troublesome ghosts in the world, when will they be able to leave?
Through the door, seeing Duke An finish his second bowl of rice and casually open a booklet to read carefully, Ge Conglin was immediately upset.

Now he is afraid that Mr. An will get a headache when he reads those notebooks and reads those materials.

Gu Yu's ability has always been great, so why can't he hook this guy up to have more fun and pay less attention to these troublesome things.

In his opinion, all the military affairs in Yanzhou have been roughly sorted out, and the remaining details cannot be cleaned up in a short while, but will take time to clean up slowly.

Looking at the meaning of An Guogong, he still thinks it is not enough.

Is it true that he should be pursued to the end?But—in it, five or six out of ten of my own cronies are included in it... I always have to think about what rules to use for cleaning up.