Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Shen Xingqi, who was fighting among the crowd, became more courageous as she fought, and her dark eyes became brighter and brighter.

This was her first actual combat, and after the initial discomfort, she found the feeling of fighting against people on weekdays, and felt hearty.

Cheng Xi, who was watching the battle, stopped the man in black who was about to attack from time to time to relieve her worries.

As a result, the originally fierce fight was forced to be divided into two completely different painting styles, Qu Shaojing and the guards fought desperately, while the three of the Shen family were leisurely and leisurely, a little more casual.

Because of their participation, the one-sided scene was reversed in a short while, and the man in black who had the upper hand suddenly became strenuous.

The leader saw that he couldn't beat him, so he quickly gave his subordinates a wink.

Want to go?

Cheng Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Wang Shu, keep them!"

What if I miss her little girl after running away?
Cheng Xi didn't want to be targeted by some dignitary in the capital.

"Yes!"

Wang Shu's martial arts are not weak, so it is not difficult to keep a few injured assassins. After a while, there were men in black lying on the ground, and most of them were unable to move because of acupuncture points.

Qu Shaojing had already recovered from the initial shock, and he let out a sigh of relief as he clutched his injured arm.

"Thank you, Mrs. Shen, and Miss Shen."

His surprised eyes fell on Shen Xingqi, and he shuddered suddenly when he met those shining eyes.

This little girl is too cruel.

Why did he always think that she was a delicate and soft lady when they first met?

It's all an illusion!

"You're welcome, just draw your sword to help when you see injustice."

Shen Xingqi waved her hand to show that she didn't care, and stood beside Cheng Xi and resumed her previous obedient state, her little face was flushed from the fight just now, and she looked very harmless.

Everyone: "."

That familiar feeling came again!

Five minutes later, the Zhuangzi newly bought by the Shen family welcomed not only its owner but also several guests.

The guards of the Hou Mansion were more or less injured, and after a simple bandage, their complexion improved a lot. One of them rode in the direction of the capital to find someone to clean up the mess, and the rest stayed behind to guard the group of assassins.

The two female guests calmed down from their panic and sat quietly in the living room holding a cup of tea.

Cheng Xi looked at the white cloth smeared with red blood on Qu Shaojing's arm in amazement, "I really don't understand what these assassins are thinking, why don't they wipe the blood-stained throat poison on the sword, it really doesn't have the capital to wipe some confusion The medicine will work too."

Then this sword can completely complete the task, as for making the target task still alive and kicking.

Several guests were shocked when they heard the words, and looked at her with fear, as if they were wondering where this monster came from.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? Even doing such indecent things as assassination, wouldn't it be superfluous to care about the morals of the world?"

"." There is still some truth?

No, no, this is fallacy.

The killer organization also wants to be famous, okay?
Qu Shaojing smiled wryly, "Madam Shen, stop joking. If this is the case, then I owe it to them to be merciful."

Shen Xingluo next to him took a sip of tea, "So you guys are going to Zhuangzi to enjoy the flowers, and you met an assassin on the way?"

"That's right, Zhuangzi of Marquis Wu'an's Mansion is nearby."

Qu Shaojing nodded while clutching his bandaged arm, with an ugly expression on his face, "These people are too rampant, they dare to kill them in the suburbs of Beijing in broad daylight!"

"With all due respect, the last time it was in broad daylight, it was still in an alley in the capital."

"."

The person involved froze, and sighed helplessly, "Brother Shen, can you save me some face?"

There is also his delicate fiancée here, so how can he be so embarrassing for a man of eight feet?

Qu Shaojing managed to get his younger sister to invite his fiancée to enjoy the flowers at Zhuangzi, but he never expected that he would meet an assassin because of his bad luck.

Now it's all right, the flowers were not rewarded, but it scared my sister and fiancee.

Blame those assassins!
Perhaps it was because Qu Shaojing's depressed expression was too substantive, the female relatives were amused by his reaction, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly eased a bit.

"I don't know what clues the young master has about the two assassinations?"

"It's ashamed to say that these assassins only took money to do things, and they never saw the people behind the scenes. The ones brought back last time didn't find out anything."

The assassins who came to assassinate him this time all had the same martial arts skills, so it would be a waste of effort even if they were taken back for interrogation.

"Who did the Marquis of Wu'an have conflicts with recently?"

"Father has been stationed in the military camp on the outskirts of Beijing all year round, so he should have never offended anyone."

Marquis Wu'an's military exploits are illustrious, and he is a first-rank duke of the Great Yan Dynasty, not to mention offending others, the prince has to curry favor with him, how could someone attack the young Marquis of Marquis Wu'an's mansion?

Qu Shaojing couldn't understand it.

Although he is a little out of tune on weekdays, he hasn't done anything outrageous. As for being hunted down?
Weird, so weird.

"Brother Shen suspects that the people behind the scenes want to eradicate the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion? It shouldn't happen. Although it is difficult for assassins to enter the military camp, my father's daily journey back to Beijing is also very smooth, and he has never encountered an assassin."

In other words, you are the only one who was assassinated?

Oh no, maybe I have to add another one today.

Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi looked at each other and had a more or less reliable guess in their hearts.

"I don't know if Young Master has noticed, although the assassin just now is trying to assassinate you, but there are quite a few people in black on Miss Jiang's side."

The little girl sat beside Cheng Xi and nodded, "Yes, those assassins want to kill Sister Jiang, and they are deadly."

"Did they recognize the wrong person?"

Qu Shaoya and Jiang Yuyao were in the same carriage, and they were both noble girls in Beijing who didn't go out often, so it's normal for the man in black to admit his mistake.

"What if I'm not mistaken?"

"What do you mean?"

"I remember that Young Master and Miss Jiang only got engaged last month?"

"That's it."

Qu Shaojing glanced at Jiang Yuyao, his eyes were a little flustered.

"The assassination only started recently, and today the man in black is trying to attack Miss Jiang. Maybe the people behind the scenes simply want your life, or they don't want the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion to marry the Jiang family?"

"."Is that right?
The Marquis of Wu'an's loyal monarch protects the country and controls 10 military power. He has never been involved in the party and government.

Seeing him deep in thought, Shen Xingluo picked up his teacup and ordered it.

The Marquis of Wu'an quickly sent people over, and Qu Shaoya and Jiang Yuyao also left because they were frightened.

In the evening, Su Zhan just walked in with a basket of hawthorns.

"Young master, madam, this is the red fruit behind the mountain."

"Is that mountain all ours?"

"Yes, all the red fruits in the nearby area belong to Zhuangzi. These red fruit trees are quite old."

Cheng Xi picked up a few and inspected them carefully. The fruit of the hawthorn was oblate and spherical, with purple-red appearance and red dots that were very eye-catching. When you broke it apart, the flesh appeared pink, and the flesh was dense and hard.

She took a tentative bite, and was immediately stunned by the sour taste in her mouth.

"It's so sour, so sour, my teeth are about to fall out!"

Shen Xingqi's small face was wrinkled into a ball, with a frustrated expression, "Sister-in-law, this red fruit is really inedible."

"Who said you can't eat it."

"what?"

How to eat so sour?
Shen Xingqi was stunned, "Could it be that sister-in-law has a way?"

"This is Dajinxing hawthorn, one of the varieties of red fruit. If it is made into candied haws, few people like it, but this does not mean that it cannot be made into other foods."

Dajinxing is mostly used to make preserved fruits, a few can be made into haw jelly, and if there is enough sugar, it can also be made into drinks.

"Cakes are really troublesome to make, but you can make a simple drink. Is the kitchen complete?"

"Go back to Madam, all the kitchen utensils are ready, and the subordinates even bought some vegetables."

"That's fine, the red fruit in this small bamboo basket is enough."

Cheng Xi carried the bamboo baskets to the kitchen, handed over the task of cooking to Shen Xingqi and Wang Shu, and picked out the larger hawthorns in the small bamboo house one by one for later use.

Maslinic acid is not a problem, and it is as delicious as drinks or pastries with more sugar.

"It's a pity, this thing just can't be made into candied haws."

The thin layer of sugar skin on the outside of the candied haws is impossible to neutralize the sour taste of the big golden star hawthorn, but the icing sugar balls seem to be a try?
Cheng Xi poured the wild plants into a large basin filled with clean water to clean them, and then used a knife to cut horizontally from the middle of the fruit in a circle to remove the wild plant core and wild plant stems for simple processing. This step was too simple for her. After a long time, the small basin next to it will be full.

There are only a few of them in Zhuangzi, and it is not advisable to drink too much hawthorn juice, so they don't need too much hawthorn.

While Shen Xingqi next to her was picking and washing vegetables, she put the processed hawthorns in a steamer and heated them. The hawthorns in the steamer were already ripe in about 20 minutes.

Cheng Xi poured an appropriate amount of cold boiled water and sugar into the bowl, stirred it evenly, and squeezed the juice with the cooled steamed hawthorn.

Due to the slow speed of the tools used to squeeze the juice in ancient times, the hawthorn juice was mixed with a lot of residues, so she filtered it twice with gauze until the taste was soft and delicate.

A bowl of hawthorn juice is freshly baked.

"Try it, how sweet is it?"

Shen Xingqi looked at the glass of hawthorn juice in front of her in surprise, "Is the color pretty good?"

But remembering the sour mouthful just now, she suddenly didn't dare to try it.

Under the encouraging eyes of her sister-in-law, the little girl took a small sip, and she was fully prepared, but the hawthorn juice tasted sour, sweet and silky.

"what?"

Delicious.

Although it is sour, it is more sweet!
"Does it taste good?"

"Very good, my sister-in-law really has a way."

"If it feels sour, you can add some water and sugar, filter it and the taste will be better than the current one."

It's just that the amount of sugar is more than a cup of milk tea.

Cheng Xi used the different proportions of sugar and water to make three kinds of hawthorn juices with different degrees of sourness and sweetness, and finally chose one of them after repeated trials by several members of the Shen family.

On the second day, the Interstellar Breakfast Shop ushered in a new drink.

Hawthorn juice.