Farm widows have space, pick up a treasure on the way to escape

Chapter 1188 Want to eat mutton powder

After everything was handed over, a group of people gathered together for a drink, and Lu Baichuan's family of three prepared to leave the next day.

At the banquet, Prince Jing couldn't hold it back and asked, "I just want to know, since you knew that Liao Yifeng was in contact with foreigners, how could you still give them the little black balls and even the formula?" , are you crazy?"

"I thought too much. I gave it to them just to tell them that they will be punished for plagiarizing other people's research results."

Jiang Jiuniang raised her chin, her eyes filled with a confident smile.

Prince Jing still didn't understand, but Filia Chen guessed something and said, "Mother Jiu's intention is to let them reap the consequences, right?"

You can figure out what that little black ball is used for.

Jiang Jiuniang nodded: "Yes, I changed the formula. Not only will they not be able to study it, they will also be blown to pieces."

Whether it was given to the little man before or to Liao Yifeng later, she had determined the rules. The formula was different and the effect was different. If the formula really got into the hands of the other party, it would make their country retreat at least. 20 years.

And she is not worried at all that these people will use their own formula to make the same little black balls as she made, because she did not write down the core technology, and she had tampered with the one that Liao Yifeng tried in advance.

When she said this, everyone felt relieved and wanted to know what kind of surprise those little black balls could bring them.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was drunk. Prince Jing held the dog's hand and refused to let go, saying with tears in his eyes: "Without you, I wouldn't be able to live until now..."

He rambled on for a while, and the dog looked embarrassed, but did not shake him off, but was pulled by him obediently.

The others didn't think much about it, thinking that Prince Jing had drunk too much and recognized the dog as Lu Baichuan, and just laughed from the sidelines.

Only they understood each other that King Jing was talking about the dog, because it was the dog who had been bringing them food during that time.

After a while, the banquet dispersed and everyone left. Lu Baichuan and Mr. Kang were supported by others, but Prince Jing went back alone.

He walked unsteadily, and his servants wanted to follow him but were not allowed. They just wanted to be left alone.

Suddenly he stumbled and almost fell, but a figure ran out from behind and caught him.

Prince Jing took one look and said with a smile: "It's you, thank you."

As he spoke, he pushed the person away, but Wu Jiao did not let go and said in a deep voice: "You have drunk too much, I will take you back."

"No, no, I can leave by myself."

Prince Jing insisted on pushing her away, and then sighed: "If Mei Lanyi treated me like you did, I would probably be so happy that I couldn't sleep."

Wu Jiao stiffened. When she was in the capital, she heard about Prince Jing and Miss Mei's family occasionally. At that time, she had no idea and just treated her like a talented and beautiful woman in a storybook. But now, she is attracted to Prince Jing. But he knew that he liked someone else, and he couldn't hold back the bitterness in his heart.

Before she could say anything, Prince Jing continued: "Princess, you and I were accidentally trapped together for many days some time ago. I'm afraid it will damage your reputation if word spreads. After returning to the capital, I will hold a special banquet. If I accept you as my god-sister, I can protect your reputation, what do you think?"

What can she do?

She thought he would marry her, who knew that would be the case?
Fortunately, she had already prepared for the worst, and although she was a little sad now, she was not going to lose her composure.

She was the princess of the Dongting Emperor, and he was the prince of Beiyan. Although they were well matched, they had a deep hatred across a sea of ​​blood.

Even if they become a couple, they will not support each other and grow old together like other couples.

It's better to just do as he said and become a godson, which can preserve your reputation without destroying the most basic relationship between them.

That's it, it's fine.

After a long while, she nodded and said: "Your Highness has thought carefully, so I will do as you say."

Prince Jing breathed a sigh of relief. He was still worried that Wu Jiao would not agree.This girl is very nice, considerate, and has a good temper. It's a pity that she is from Dongting Wu family.

"Thank you."

Although he drank too much, his mind was clear and he knew what he wanted and what he didn't want.

It is true to pull the dog to thank, and it is also true to push Wu Jiao away and keep a distance.

Wu Jiao did not continue to follow him, but only watched him leave from a distance. She watched him enter the courtyard gate and did not forget to close the door before Wu Jiao turned around and left.

The next day, Lu Baichuan's family of three did not ask anyone to see them off. A carriage arrived lightly. Lu Baichuan drove the carriage. Jiang Jiuniang and the dog sat with him on the board outside. Not to mention how comfortable the family of three was.

"Son, do you still remember the article you wrote about the earthquake on the way to the southwest?"

Jiang Jiuniang put her arm around Gou'er's shoulders and asked about the article.

I have never seen a dog with my own eyes before, and it only asks questions but does not solve them.

At that time, Jiang Jiuniang asked him not to rush to finish writing, but to wait until he had experience before writing.

The dog nodded: "Remember, I've already added it!"

With that said, Gou'er turned around and went to the carriage to unpack his small schoolbag, took out the written article from it, and handed it to Jiang Jiuniang to read.

The writing this time was very good. It combined what he saw, extended thoughts, and some precautions before the earthquake. Jiang Jiuniang nodded repeatedly after reading it.

"The writing is really good, but the wording is a bit immature. I just need to practice more."

Jiang Jiuniang praised it and took a cinnabar pen to write down her opinions and suggestions next to the article, just like a gentleman in an academy marking students' homework.

Gou'er took it and looked at it. Under the guidance of his mother, he got some new inspiration and said: "Mom, I will polish it and rewrite it tonight, and then I will show it to you!"

This time Jiang Jiuniang shook her head: "Just keep what you write later for yourself. You have to write according to your own ideas. If you blindly refer to my suggestions, you will lose your own characteristics."

"it is good."

"Dad, where are we going now?"

The dog turned to look at Lu Baichuan, with excitement and expectation in his tone.

Lu Baichuan smiled and said, "Your mother wants to eat mutton noodles from Qianzhou. Let's go to Qianzhou."

Qianzhou also belongs to the southwest region, so I just went to see if it was greatly influenced by Liao Yifeng.

"Is it delicious? Is the mutton powder made from rice?"

What should I do if the dog's eyes light up and he looks forward to it even more?
This Jiang Jiu Niang was familiar with and took the initiative to explain: "It's not ground mutton into powder. The powder is made from rice and cooked with mutton soup. It's just like the beef noodles you have eaten. A big bowl in this weather. It’s absolutely amazing!”

Speaking of food, Jiang Jiuniang couldn't help but start to swallow her saliva. It would take seven or eight days to drive from here to Qianzhou. After a while, they found a deserted place to get on the plane and they could arrive in an hour.

The road to Qianzhou was not easy to walk, and it was full of cliffs. Riding in a carriage was too torturous, and Jiang Jiuniang would never aggrieve herself.

"Let's go eat when we get there tonight!"

Jiang Jiuniang rubbed her son's little head, then raised her hand to block an incoming arrow.

(End of this chapter)