My royal husband has a little field

Chapter 117 Making a Fire
Chi Ziyu glanced at him vigilantly, and then at the undisguised smug look on Wang Fang's face, she immediately understood.

"This young man looks like he's from the city. Unexpectedly, he can also make a fire. That's fine. I'll teach you the fire. I'll chop vegetables."

Chi Ziyu readily agreed, turned around and walked around him.

"Little lady, don't leave in a hurry, you should teach me how to make a fire first." How could he know how to make a fire? He was just joking.

"You let my third brother teach you, he will."

Qi Duocai was a little embarrassed, he didn't usually go into the kitchen, so where would he light a fire.

But Chi Ziyu had already tricked him, and he didn't want to lose face.

So Qi Duocai had no choice but to bite the bullet, squatted down and picked up a few sticks of firewood and threw them into the stove.

As a result, the fire went out with two puffs.

"Eh? Little lady, the fire is out! You should come over and help!" Zhao Yue hurriedly said upon seeing this.

He just wanted Chi Ziyu to come over to help, and wouldn't it be more troublesome to let Qi Duo come over.

"I don't have time to spare, son, you haven't seen that I wash and chop vegetables, you can figure out a way for yourself, you people who study will do great things in the court in the future, you have a flexible mind, and you always have more ideas than us, I trust you."

Chi Ziyu has a good attitude, but she just refuses to go over to help.

So the three big men crouched in front of the stove and pondered for a while on how to make a fire.

Wang Fang stuffed a few more sticks of firewood in, but it was useless, the stove was already pitch black.

"What should we do?" Wang Fang muttered softly.

A few of them have never done housework, and they really don't know where to start in the face of this fire.

But just now Chi Ziyu praised them like that, and they couldn't bear to say quit.

After thinking for a while, Qi Duo slapped his forehead, "I have a solution!"

He turned around and went back to the house, and quickly came in with a large pile of books, "Come on, burn my useless books, it will take up space in my bookshelf."

As if they had found a new continent, several people happily said and did it, took out the flint and lit the fire again.

The pages of the book ignited quickly, and it was not easy to extinguish it, and the fire was strong in the stove.

So the three big men showed relieved smiles on their faces.

Chi Ziyu looked at them several times in a very speechless manner, "Third Brother, do you want to stop your book?"

"It's useless anyway."

Chi Ziyu said that your books are so expensive, even if they are useless, you shouldn't burn them, they are all worthless money!

After thinking about it, forget it, anyway, he spent Wang's money, although to some extent it was Qi Xingyun's.

"Little lady, you see we lit the fire so quickly, do you have anything else we can do for you?" Zhao Yue took the opportunity to walk up to Chi Ziyu to show his affection.

His big, dirty pig's trotters, which had just touched the firewood, leaned over to move Chi Ziyu, but Chi Ziyu returned a kitchen knife with his backhand, "What are you doing, be careful, I will chop your hand off."

Zhao Yue took a step back in fright, and said with a smile, "Little lady, how about I help you chop vegetables, I don't know how to chop vegetables, you teach me how to chop vegetables."

Chi Ziyu turned his head and glanced at him lightly, and found that there was an obvious bruise on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously a new injury.

"No need." She gave him a white look.

"Don't tell me, it's rare for us to come to your house once, little lady, you have to do so much by yourself, your man doesn't know that he loves you, but I do.

If you were my woman, I would definitely hold you in my palm and take good care of you, how could I let you suffer from these flesh and blood. "

(End of this chapter)