I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 381 Daily Praise KPI
To ensure better ventilation and prevent water damage, the stoves and cutting boards in the kitchen were set up outdoors, while only grains, oils, rice, flour, pots, pans, and other necessities were stored inside the tents.

As soon as Chu Liuzheng got close, he smelled a sweet fragrance that was very familiar.

Seeing the busy figure in front of the stove, she took two steps forward and peered into the clay jar: "This is... loquat syrup?"

"Hmm." Feng Jing added a small amount of water to the bowl containing fritillaria powder, stirred it well, and then poured it into a sand jar, stirring it together with the loquat pulp.

Chu Liuzheng glanced at the pile of unprocessed loquat peels and pits next to him and asked curiously, "Where did all these loquats come from?"

"This morning, Tongniang took Han Qingjia for a walk in the woods. When they got deeper into the woods, they found two loquat trees with lots of loquats on them. They looked ripe, so she picked a whole bagful."

As Feng Jing spoke, he pulled two pieces of firewood from the stove hole. Seeing that the fire had died down, he wiped the ash off his clothes and took out a bright yellow loquat from the cloth bag hanging at his waist and handed it over.

"Here, I saved this especially for you."

[While others walk their dogs and Tongniang walks her insects, can Han Qingjia's tiny arms and legs keep up with Tongniang's pace?]

Hmm...it could also be by flying.

Chu Liuzheng guessed in his mind how Tongniang would walk the insects. He took the loquat, peeled it, and took a bite. He was caught off guard by the sourness and his eyes widened.

How can there be loquats that look so delicious yet are so sour?
She quickly vomited to the side and went to scoop water to rinse her mouth.

"Hahahaha!" Feng Jing sat on a small stool, holding his knees and laughing so hard he was shaking.

Chu Liuzheng gargled, tears welling up in his eyes.

She finally understood why Feng Jing would go to the trouble of making loquat syrup instead of eating fresh loquats.

It can't be eaten fresh.

"Any more?" Chu Liuzheng finished rinsing his mouth and reached out to Feng Jing. "Give me two."

"Don't even think about it." Feng Jing saw through her intention at a glance, rubbing his stomach which ached from laughing. "Everyone except His Majesty and Eunuch Zhou has already tried it."

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Zhou Gonggong could barely be considered, but as for the emperor, she still had some attachment to this world.

Regrettably, I had to give up.

She took a piece of candy from her purse, put it in her mouth, greeted the soldiers guarding the tent, and strolled inside to see what ingredients were available.

Feng Jing continued to tend the stove, brewing his loquat syrup.

Chu Liuzheng walked around, took a bamboo basket, put the ingredients he needed into it, and bent down to drag it out.

When soldiers offered to help, she waved them off, indicating that she could manage.

Feng Jing glanced at the contents of the bamboo basket and asked, "Are you making some snacks for His Majesty?"

"Not entirely." Chu Liuzheng found a large basin, washed it clean, and dried it. "Let's make some snacks first, then grilled fish. Want some?"

"Eat!" Feng Jing answered quickly.

"I can't just eat for free." Chu Liuzheng glanced at him. "You pay for the seasonings."

Conditions in the military camp were limited, and many of the spices needed for grilling fish were unavailable. Chu Liuzheng didn't want to go through all that trouble only to end up with a bad meal, so he set his sights on Feng Jing.

Feng Jing readily agreed: "Okay, I'll go back and get it once I've finished making the loquat syrup." If there isn't any, they can grind some fresh; there are medicinal herbs in the military camp anyway.

Having achieved her goal, Chu Liuzheng then focused on making her own desserts.

She took a bowl, scooped the glutinous rice flour from the cloth bag into a basin, and noticed a black jar next to the cutting board. Thinking it was leftover sugar from Feng Jing's loquat syrup, she reached out, picked it up, and opened the lid.

With a "whoosh," a black thing flew towards her, startling her so much that she turned her head to dodge and screamed.

Startled by her shout, Feng Jing nearly fell off the stool and quickly turned around to ask, "What's wrong?"

"What happened?" Chen Xing and Si Yue were practicing their martial arts nearby when they heard Chu Liuzheng's shout and rushed over.

"Insects." Chu Liuzheng tilted his head, revealing a black dot the size of a soybean on his fair and slender neck. It was the little beetle that had just flown out of the jar.

She's not usually afraid of these little bugs, but it's still quite a shock when one suddenly flies towards her.

She glanced downwards, raised her hand to grab the black beetle, but heard a voice say, "Don't move!"

It was Feng Jing. Seeing his serious expression, Chu Liuzheng thought the black beetle was poisonous or might bite, and his arm stiffened, not daring to move again.

"Don't scare it." Feng Jing carefully approached step by step, his gaze fixed on the black beetle.

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Humans are worse than insects.

Some friends are better left unmade.

Feng Jing had already approached, holding his breath as he reached out his hand towards the black beetle.

Just then, the black beetle spread its wings, and Chu Liuzheng felt a sharp pain on his neck, as if he had been stung by something sharp. A black shadow then flashed before his eyes.

The black beetle took flight.

"Quickly, catch them!" Feng Jing hurriedly called out to Chen Xing and Si Yue.

Nearby soldiers also rushed over to help.

"Where!"

"Over there, over there!"

"Ran!"

"On your head!"

……

The target was too small and could fly, so everyone kept missing it. In the end, it was Lu Fei, who happened to be passing by, who slapped the black beetle flying towards them to the ground.

Feng Jing let out a heart-wrenching cry, which stopped Lü Fei from stomping down, saving the life of the black beetle.

Lu Fei stiffly raised his leg, staring at him with suspicion and uncertainty.

It's just a fly. Although it can be used as medicine when dried, is it really worth making such a fuss like you've been stabbed?
He asked, "Are you all so bored that you've started catching flies for fun?"

"It's not a fly!" Feng Jingfei rushed over, carefully picked up the black beetle from the ground, placed it in his palm, and squinted to examine it carefully.

The black beetle, dazed from being slapped, spun around in his palm. It flapped its wings and tried to fly away, but Feng Jing quickly put it back into the black jar he had just used.

He looked up at Lü Fei and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your help, Lord Lü."

Lu Fei glanced at the black jar with suspicion: "What kind of insect do you treasure so much?"

"We'll talk about it later." Feng Jing carried the jar back, took out a palm-sized plaster from his cloth bag, peeled off the paper, and slapped it onto the red and swollen wound on Chu Liuzheng's neck.

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

It's just a tiny wound, no need to put such a big plaster on it, right?

Seemingly sensing what she was thinking, Feng Jing pointed to the black jar in his hand: "These are Shadow Chasing Insects, specially raised to find people. Although they are not very poisonous, they spread extremely quickly. If you don't want to scratch your neck off from the itch, you'd better stick them on."

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Everyone: "..."

If breaking someone's neck doesn't mean it's not very toxic, then what would be considered highly toxic?
Chen Xing smiled and moved closer to Chu Liuzheng: "Sister is the most beautiful person I've ever seen wearing plasters!"

His expression was sincere, and his tone was earnest.

Chu Liuzheng: "..."

Chu Liuzheng stared at her with a blank expression.

Does this girl have some daily praise KPI to meet? Does she have to be so overtly flattering?

"Cough, thank you." She reached out and patted Chenxing's head. "Well said, don't say it again next time."

Chenxing blinked, "Let's continue next time!"

(End of this chapter)