The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 392: Meeting an Old Familiar in a Foreign Land (8)

Obviously it was the expected result, but after Shen Youliehan opened his mouth, Feng Qiwu still couldn't help showing the joy of a child being praised by an adult, and said in a cheerful tone: "You can call it rice ball directly. You can call it sushi, but no one made it before me anyway, so you can call it whatever you want!"

"Let's call it sushi, it sounds better." Shen Youliehan pushed the plate to the middle and said to Chu Bozhao and An Zhicheng: "It tastes really good, you should try it too."

"Wow, you're so generous, I thought you were going to eat alone!" An Zhicheng said with sharp eyes and quick hands, and stuffed a piece of sushi into his mouth.

Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan just wanted to take advantage of his extremely ignorant complaints, but Chu Bozhao was very polite, "I have heard that Qiwu cooks good meals, and finally I can personally eat them." Taste it once, even though I have been honored by brother Lie Han, I am content with it."

After Chu Bozhao finished speaking, he took a piece of sushi and tasted it slowly. Feng Qiwu thought about it, but still didn't let them dip it in mustard oil. Besides, just these guys, eating some chili can kill them one by one, forget about the mustard.

After Han Yu finished the dishes, seeing that An Zhicheng and Chu Bozhao looked happy, he said a little tangled, "Why do you all like to eat this stuff? Why do I feel that vinegar tastes weird when I add vinegar to the rice?"

"It's a little strange, sour, but the outer layer of vegetables is delicious!" An Zhicheng smacked his lips in recollection, and raised his head to ask Feng Qiwu, "What kind of vegetables is this outer layer made of? I don't think I've eaten it before. what?"

"It's seaweed, how come you haven't eaten it?" Feng Qiwu curled his lips and wanted to complain, but he quickly realized "That's right, the most you eat is seaweed soup, the kind of seaweed that is broken and broken, after cooking the soup Not to mention the shape, this is the seaweed cultivated by the disciples of Baicaotang in the space, and they are all in large pieces, which are just suitable for making sushi."

"I said, the taste is a bit familiar." An Zhicheng said as he stuffed another piece of sushi into his mouth, as if to make sure his conclusion was correct.

Chu Bozhao didn't eat sushi any more, picked up his rice bowl and started to eat seriously.

There was a small bowl of noodles in front of Feng Qiwu, which was dotted with some chopped green onions and the like. Seeing that they were so plain, Shen Youlie took a look and asked suspiciously: "Why do you want to eat noodles all of a sudden?"

"I just suddenly wanted to eat sour noodle soup, and then I cooked a bowl." Feng Qiwu stirred a few times casually, and picked up a few white and yellow sticks as if showing off, facing Shen Youliehan with a fragrant aroma, "You Do you want to have a bite?"

Shen Youliehan picked up some side dishes that Feng Qiwu liked to eat and put them on a small plate beside Feng Qiwu's hand, "I'll just eat, you can eat by yourself, and I'll take you out for a walk later."

"Okay, I've been in the carriage these days, but I'm suffocated, so I'll go out to see the excitement." Feng Qiwu satisfactorily sucked the noodles' eyeballs to look at Shen Youliehan, and then looked at the opposite side for An Chu Bozhao, who served with sincerity, was suddenly happy. From the very beginning when he noticed the tricky relationship between Chu Bozhao and An Zhicheng, they didn't discuss it for some reason, but everyone regarded An Zhicheng as a victim. Now it seems that the eyes of the masses are really discerning.

Shen Youliehan has been paying attention to her all the time, and naturally noticed Feng Qiwu's hilarious snickering appearance, and looked at her suspiciously, "Why are you smirking, you are so happy to have a meal?"

"Hehe, no." Feng Qiwu lowered his head with a smirk, took a big mouthful of noodles, his mouth bulging, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Shen Youliehan didn't know what she was laughing at, but seeing her so happy, he shook his head helplessly, and his mood improved, and he ate two more mouthfuls of food unconsciously.

Over there, Chu Bozhao brought food to An Zhicheng, and then he started to eat slowly. Although he didn't say anything, the invisible show of affection was even more hateful, so Han Yu, the only one present who was not single but was better than a single dog, bit angrily. Gritting his teeth, he risked being beaten by Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan and said: "It is said that a child is stupid for three years, and people usually start to be stupid after giving birth. Madam, you are only three months old and already You laugh like a mentally handicapped child, what will you do after giving birth?"

The worry in the words well concealed his anger at being fed dog food when Han Xue was not around.

Shen Youliehan subconsciously gave Han Yu a sharp look, Han Yu trembled in fright, but stared back without admitting defeat, Feng Qiwu looked at it, and immediately laughed, "This single dog has been abused for a long time Hit it."

After finishing talking, pat Shen Youliehan's hand that was not holding the chopsticks, "Don't be angry, we don't care about single dogs. At most, we can file a complaint with Hanxue when we go back. On the way to tease girls or something, our rain It’s not that the Dharma protector has never done it before, so feel free to mention it, Hanxue is so smart and will understand.”

After saying this, Shen Youliehan still had no reaction, and Hanyu exploded first, "Fuck, I don't take people like you, it's not counting the dog food stuffed all the way, you still want to sow discord?"

"Then what do you think?" Feng Qiwu made a grimace at Han Yu, buried his head in eating noodles silently, and ignored Han Yu again, let him explode in anger on the spot without looking at him.

After a meal, the four people except for Han Yu are all satisfied. Drinking tea and eating fruit after the meal is very pleasant. An Zhicheng lay on the window and looked at the high platform not far away, feeling a little irritable in his heart, turned around Ask Chu Bozhao, "What time is it now? Don't we all choose the time when the yang energy is at its strongest at three o'clock in the noon when we execute the execution? Why do they have to wait until midnight to burn people? I'm not afraid that people will turn into ghosts after being burned to death. Revenge?"

"These people follow the so-called ethical guidelines and often burn people alive. They think they are the judges of all morality and evil in this world, so how can they feel guilty?" Feng Qiwu said disgustedly. It is obviously very unpopular to criticize other people's affairs.

Han Yu also echoed: "Ma'am, you are right. I went out to inquire about it. There is a legend in this place that adulterers will be punished in the eighth floor. The execution in the middle of the night is due to Yin Qi." At the worst time, when a person dies, he doesn't even have the role of a lonely ghost, and he goes directly to hell."

"When two people fall in love, it is directly criminalized as adultery. In Yancheng, there are so many people who actually commit adultery. These people are really ridiculous!"

"What you mean is that you are going to intervene in this matter, what are you going to do?" An Zhicheng twisted his neck and looked back at Feng Qiwu.

Feng Qiwu sat on the chair and didn't want to move, but also wanted to see the situation outside. After thinking about it, he pulled the chair and walked to the window, and also lay down on the window with An Zhicheng, "What direction does the wind usually blow at night in Spring Realm?"

"The Realm of Spring, it should be Dongfeng?" An Zhicheng didn't understand, so he scratched his head, "Why do you ask this?"

"Then what if the fire that burned the fateful pair of mandarin ducks failed to kill them, but instead burned down the Yang family's ancestral hall?" Feng Qiwu looked at An Zhicheng with great interest, but didn't want the other party to fart for a long time. Feng Qiwu turned his head in disappointment, went to look at Shen Youliehan, didn't speak, just looked at him like that.

Shen Youliehan shook his head with a smile, "It's not difficult for you to transfer the firepower, but you can control the firepower. It's windy at night. If the fire is too big, it will hurt innocent people."

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure of this." Feng Qiwu's eyes shone with confidence, "I just took a look. Although the Yang family's ancestral hall is not far from here, the terrain is relatively low, so it can completely divert firepower. , As for the intensity of the fire, I can play however I want!"

Knowing that Feng Qiwu has the wind ability, Han Yu also heard some tricks, "Ma'am, are you trying to dispel their desire to burn people by talking about strange powers and chaos?"

"That's right." Feng Qiwu nodded heavily, "With our strength, it's no problem to rescue those two people, but let's not say that we will also cause trouble all over ourselves. How do they manage themselves, how do they survive in Yancheng?"

"I understand, you want to set the Yang family's ancestral hall on fire when they burn people, so that everyone will think that God blesses the pair of little mandarin ducks, punish the Yang family for taking human life, and fundamentally prevent them from treating them with such vicious methods. The thoughts of same-sex couples, this not only saves the young master of the Yang family and that casual cultivator, but even if something like this happens in the future, they will not easily think about burning people to death, will they?"

The reason why An Zhicheng couldn't understand Feng Qiwu as quickly as Shen Youliehan and Han Yu was just because he lacked understanding of Feng Qiwu. Han Yu said everything for this, so he naturally understood , but at the same time, a question also appeared, "Then how do we transfer the firepower to the Yang Family Ancestral Hall, or do we set fire to the Yang Family Ancestral Hall at the same time they are lighting the fire?"

"No need." Feng Qiwu smiled mysteriously, with a little complacency, "Tonight, you all just watch carefully, my aunt will perform a big trick for you."

"Whose aunt, you?!" Shen Youliehan walked behind her, and knocked on her head lightly, "Are you sure we only need to watch the show, and don't need someone to help you fan the flames and add oil and vinegar?"

"Oh..." Feng Qiwu screamed and turned around, raised his paw and took a bite, "Why are you so smart, then I will leave this matter to you!"

"No, what kind of charades are you playing?" An Zhicheng was confused, and Chu Bozhao was also a little suspicious, "This kind of thing can't be done by you alone, should we cooperate with you?"

"If you want, I won't stop you!" Feng Qiwu said indifferently. "Anyway, this kind of thing is easy as long as there is a leader. It doesn't matter if there are many people or few."

(End of this chapter)