Concubine's Survival Handbook

Chapter 510
Jing Ning has a full belly, and everyone didn't ask her to do anything, just let her stay by the side.

Because Le'er had to take care of Jing Ning, he didn't have to work. He and Jing Ning just sat in the village and watched people come and go.

Miao Nanzhai is quite big, if not for the small number of people, it would look like a market.

Jing Ning looked around idly until she saw someone carrying a basket of yellow things passing by her. Judging by the trend, it seemed that they were going to carry these things away and throw them away.

"Wait a minute, are you going to carry these things away?" Jing Ning asked curiously, looking at the basket of intact potatoes.

"Yeah, because everyone doesn't know what to do with it, it's a waste of space to store it there." One of them replied.

"Haven't you guys eaten this thing? Then why do you want to dig it back?" Jing Ning said dumbfounded.

Another person scratched his head and said with a blushing face, "Everyone has never seen this kind of thing, so they brought it back. After peeling it, they found it difficult to swallow, so they kept piling up there."

Hearing this, Jing Ning really couldn't laugh or cry, "Just put it here, I'll take care of it."

Those people looked at each other, and finally put the basket in front of Jingning.

After Jing Ning came to the village, she didn't start cooking. Anyway, she was free now. She and Le'er carried the potatoes into the kitchen and started cooking.

"Sister, can you cook?" Le'er looked at Jing Ning curiously. He knew that Jing Ning was the daughter of the prime minister when he was in Zhao Guo. .

"Just wait and see!" Jing Ning said next, rolled up his sleeves, and started to fight.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong, and Miao Qingqing heard the movement in the kitchen when she came back from the outside. She thought there was a mouse, so she hurried over, but what she saw was Jing Ning cooking.

"Eh?" Miao Qingqing was stunned, and looked at Jing Ning blankly. Jing Ning's skillful movements surprised her.

"Hey, Patriarch, you're back!" Le'er, who was digging potatoes and wiping off her sweat, saw Miao Qingqing standing at the door, and asked.

"Yeah, what are you guys doing?" Miao Qingqing walked over.

"My sister said it was a pity to lose these potatoes, so she used them to cook for guests." Le'er lowered her head and continued to play with the potatoes in her hand.

Thinking about him and Jing Ning, one is the minister of Ning State, the other is the princess of Ning State, but now they are cooking in this small cottage, really, if it gets out, I'm afraid they will laugh out loud.

Jing Ning has been busy with the things in hand, so she didn't talk to Miao Qingqing.

Half an hour later, people from the other two villages came over.

And Jing Ning also successfully made all the potatoes into dishes for people to serve out.

Every year in the stockade gathering, there is a meal first, then a conversation, and then at night, there are performances from each stockade.

It is said that this custom existed before and has been passed down to the present.

And even if there is a conflict between Zhaizi and Zhaizi, it can't happen on this day, and it can't be targeted.

The last ones to appear are the people from Pofengzhai. People from Pofengzhai always wear half-face masks, only showing the lower mouth and nose, so no one has seen the face of the owner of Pofengzhai.

Jing Ning and Le'er were naturally sitting next to Miao Qingqing.

"Come, drink! The people from Miao Nan Village welcome the people from the other two villages." Miao Qingqing raised her wine glass and said to the crowd.

Because Jing Ning can't drink, so there is clear water in her quilt.

Because among the three villages, Pofengzhai is the head, so the owner of Pofengzhai sits in the middle, with Chen Moyang on his right and Miao Qingqing on his left.

But everyone didn't notice that after the owner of Pofeng Village appeared, he kept staring at Le'er next to Miao Qingqing.

"Hey, what is this? It's quite delicious." Lin Meijiao's voice reached everyone's ears.

Miao Qingqing glanced in Chen Moyang's direction lightly, without any disturbance in her heart, "This is a potato, made by Ning'er."

Lin Meijiao just put the potatoes into her mouth again, when she heard the second part of Miao Qingqing's words, she hurriedly spit out the potatoes.

"What?" Chen Moyang couldn't help feeling disgusted when he saw Lin Meijiao losing her composure.

"The dishes Zheng Jingning cooks are probably poisonous!" Lin Meijiao's voice was not too loud, but everyone sitting in front could hear it.

Everyone was about to drop their chopsticks, but when they heard this, they all paused.

The corners of Miao Qingqing's mouth raised, "If you think it's poisonous, then don't eat it."

After finishing speaking, Miao Qingqing took a piece of potato and put it in her mouth, and then took another piece for Jingning.

After Le'er poured the wine for Miao Qingqing, she got up and came to the owner of Pofeng Village, bowed her head and poured the wine.

"What's your name?" asked the owner of Pofeng Village.

Le'er raised her head and looked at him with her eyes, "Le'er."

"Like, it's so similar!"

Le'er listened to the muttering of the owner of Pofengzhai with a puzzled expression, he shrugged and sat back in his seat helplessly.

Because Le'er was close to the owner of Pofeng Village, the latter would ask Le'er a lot of questions from time to time.

"Where are your parents?"

"do not know."

"where is your family?"

"Grandpa is dead."

"..."

After asking and answering like this, Le'er felt very impatient. He turned around and looked at the owner of Pofeng Village, "Master, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"Haven't you thought about your life experience?" asked the owner of Pofeng Village.

"I don't want to." Le'er said indifferently. He didn't want to mention the parents who abandoned him at all. He was brought up by his grandfather, and his only relative was his grandfather.

Le'er's words choked the mouth of the owner of Pofeng Village.

"Did you have scales on your body when you were born?" The village owner asked again.

When Le'er heard this, his hands paused, and he moved his feet subconsciously, "No."

The village owner kept staring at Le'er, so Le'er's actions could not escape his eyes, "After the banquet, wait for me, I have something to tell you."

But Le'er didn't respond, and went to Jingning's side with the bowl and chopsticks in his hands. He really couldn't stand the owner of Pofeng Village asking around.

However, in Le'er's heart, he already got the answer, but he didn't want to reveal it, so he had to pretend to be stupid.

Miao Qingqing was busy greeting others, and didn't notice that someone's eyes were on her.

"Hey, I didn't expect the patriarch of Miao Nanzhai to be quite enthusiastic." A bitter voice reached Miao Qingqing's ears.

Miao Qingqing didn't pay attention to it, and continued to clink wine with other people and make punches while holding the glass.

Here, Chen Moyang saw that Miao Qingqing ignored him, his face darkened, and he walked over with Lin Meijiao in his arms.

"I'll drink with you." Chen Moyang walked up to Miao Qingqing and said.

Miao Qingqing looked back at him, and when she looked over, he reached out and grabbed Lin Meijiao's butt, showing off in front of her.

"Come on, let's offer a toast to Village Master Chen." Miao Qingqing smiled, and she didn't feel anything about Chen Moyang's actions.

(End of this chapter)