pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 1218 Another Follower
It doesn't matter to Song Qingge that there are more people around him, so what if he is indifferent?Can it be as low as the scar?This one didn't even say a word.

"Please, General Lu."

Song Qingge didn't say anything more, stood up and went back to the room, ready to go out for dinner.

She and Dabao wandered around the capital every day, and they had no secrets at all, and they didn't want to leave Nanyao, even if they were being watched, it didn't matter.

After tidying up and coming out, seeing Lu Liancheng still sitting there, Song Qingge pretended that he didn't exist, and walked past him naturally.

Lu Liancheng was also a man of few words, so he silently followed behind and walked out.

And he was accompanied by Scar, and with these two people following him, it really... frightened a group of people.

"Miss, I'll go buy you a bun."

Not long after he went out, Dabao saw a steamed stuffed bun shop with a small storefront. Their steamed stuffed buns were delicious, but they only sold them at night because he didn't want to get up early to make steamed stuffed buns.

Dabao bought a total of four steamed buns, packed them separately, and gave each of Dao Scar and Lu Liancheng one.

The scar would eat anything, Lu Liancheng frowned, and deliberately refused, but finally took it.

He wondered if the two people in front were making things difficult for him.

After all, no one knows if this kind of small shop is clean or not. Those big families never buy food here, and they always look disgusted when they see it.

Lu Liancheng was born in a noble family, because this era was too peaceful, he had always lived in the capital, living in rich clothes and fine food, and he had never eaten this kind of food from street stalls.

But while he was thinking, he saw Song Qingge and Dabao holding a steamed stuffed bun, eating while walking, very happy.

Song Qingge and Dabao like to go out for a stroll before eating, and eat a steamed stuffed bun if they are afraid they will be hungry, and eat when they are almost done shopping.

After everyone ate it, Lu Liancheng frowned, and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun. Not to mention, the skin was thin and filling, and it tasted really good.

"Miss, why don't they sell candied haws here?" Dabao walked around the capital for two days and never saw one.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, candied haws were sold all over the street, and they hadn't eaten them for several months.

Song Qingge smiled, "The weather here is too hot, the sugar will melt soon after it's done, if you want to eat it, how about we make some ourselves tomorrow?"

Song Qingge wanted to laugh when thinking of a certain man's expression every time he saw candied haws.

Dabao seems to be against him in everything. Dabao doesn't like what he likes, and he doesn't like anything Dabao likes.

"Okay, we can make some more and sell them so that they can taste how delicious candied haws are." Dabao said happily.

The two talked normally, and did not deliberately lower their voices. Lu Liancheng, who was following behind, could fully hear them.

Deliberately pretending, is it really the case?

Lu Liancheng didn't believe that Song Qingge and Dabao were like this every day. After all, these two had special identities, and they were masters who had no shortage of money.

In order to make candied haws, there is a purpose for going shopping next. First of all, we need to buy hawthorns and find ice. After all, if there is no ice, the candied haws will melt quickly.

"General Lu, do you know which shop sells hawthorn?"

Song Qingge was not polite, and directly regarded Lu Liancheng as a guide.

The climate in Nanyao is different, and after walking around for a long time, I couldn't find a shop selling hawthorns. You must know that the Great Zhou Dynasty can be seen everywhere.

"My mother may have some, I'll go back and ask for you tonight." Lu Liancheng frowned even tighter...

(End of this chapter)