Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 738 What happened to the big man who suddenly broke in?

There are several wooden boxes neatly arranged inside, and vegetables are grown in each wooden box, including green vegetables, cabbage, green onions, coriander, and even celery.

There is a charcoal fire burning next to the wooden box, which seems to be used to control the temperature, and there are many transparent crystal plates embedded in the top of the tent, which should be used for lighting.

Wu Ti untied Yu Qinghuan's iron chain and said, "Choose the ingredients you need and cook a Da Qin home-cooked dish for me."

Yu Qinghuan rubbed her arms, put her hands on her hips to stretch her muscles, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will escape?"

Wu Ti leaned over to her ear and chuckled softly: "The goal has not been accomplished, are you willing to escape?"

"That's right!" Yu Qinghuan raised his hands and clapped them, as if agreeing with Wu Ti's statement. However, if Wu Ti's head was slower, there would definitely be five finger prints left on the left and right.

"Haha... I'm so excited. Your Highness, you are so shrewd and hit the mark with your words. I can't help but applaud you." After Yu Qinghuan finished speaking, he turned around and slipped into the tent.

Wu Ti watched her figure disappear, his eyes as dark as night.

Yu Qinghuan started picking some needed vegetable ingredients, and Wu Ti's subordinates led her to another tent.

It was a small kitchen with dozens of bottles and jars containing all kinds of condiments.

Next to it is freshly slaughtered mutton, which is plump and tender.

Yu Qinghuan thought of the river next to her, and went out carrying a small bamboo basket.

"Plop!" There was a sound of water outside. Wu Ti in the tent just raised her eyebrows when her subordinates told her: "The female prisoner jumped into the river."

Wu Ti did not speak, but silently turned the pages of the book. It turned out to be a travel diary, which told the author's experiences of visiting great rivers and mountains, and the author was Yang Qian.

Yu Qinghuan in the river touched a few river fish by the light of the night pearl.

Just because it was autumn, these river fish were not as plump as spring. However, Yu Qinghuan was very happy and jumped back to the tent carrying the small bamboo basket.

A gust of wind blew by, but she was so cold that she sneezed.

It was snowing in Hu Tian in August, and it was almost September now. The wind in the grassland was so cold that it hurt my face as hard as scratching my bones.

Wu Ti, under the wind lamp, pointed to the small box next to him: "Give her the set of clothes inside."

Wu Ti's subordinates were shocked: "Your Highness, that is your mother's relic..."

Wu Ti flipped through the pages of the book as if nothing had happened, focusing on the book: "Send it away! Mother won't need it anymore."

Yu Qinghuan was just about to warm herself up around the stove when Wu Ti's subordinates brought her a set of clothes.

Yu Qinghuan turned off the lights and put on the clothes sent by his subordinates. When the candle light came on again, a pretty little elf appeared in the kitchen.

Wearing a red brocade sweater with white fox trim, and a pair of brown sheepskin boots under the white trousers.

The clothes are a little big, but they don't affect me. They are undoubtedly a timely help and keep me warm.

Yu Qinghuan wrung out the wet clothes he had changed out of, wiped the water drops from his hair, put his hair up, and started cooking.

"Take, take, take, take..." The rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables came. Wu Ti put down the book, leaned on the chair covered with tiger skin, and slowly closed his eyes.

About an hour later, Yu Qinghuan opened the curtain and walked in carrying a small stove.

There were several people following her, each holding a dish in their hands.

When Wu Ti heard the noise, he immediately woke up from his sleep. He opened his heavy eyes and saw a man dressed in red.

Wu Ti remained silent, his face as calm as a lake, but he couldn't help but look at him a few more times, his expression more worried than sighing.

Until Yu Qinghuan pushed away the official documents on the table, placed the small stove in front of him, took the dishes brought by his subordinates, and placed them on the table, Wu Ti was still looking at her.

There is no obsession and nostalgia in the eyes, only memories and longing.

"Your Highness?" Yu Qinghuan stretched out her palm and waved it in front of him, "Second Prince Wu Ti."

"Oh." Wu Tiru woke up from his dream and looked at the food on the table, "Are you ready?"

Yu Qinghuan handed him the chopsticks: "Want to eat?"

Wu Ti held the chopsticks, but he didn't seem to be able to use them very well. When he struggled to pick up a green vegetable and put it into his mouth, he was silent for a long time.

Yu Qinghuan picked up a piece of fish and put it in his bowl: "Your Highness, try this steamed fish of unknown origin. You won't know until you eat it whether it tastes good or not." Wu Ti slowly put the fish into his mouth and just chewed it. After one bite, he started to wolf down the food and quickly finished half of the dishes.

Yu Qinghuan was worried that he would eat up all the dishes, so he quickly put each dish into a bowl. The small bowls quickly piled up into a hill.

He also felt that Wu Ti looked ugly when he was eating, so he took the bowl to the corner and started eating silently.

Just halfway through eating, the bowl in my hand was snatched away.

Wu Ti took her bowl and pulled it a few times, but there was nothing left in the bowl.

Before she could finish her "Hey", the food on her lips was gone. Looking at Wu Ti who didn't have any sense of being a bandit, Yu Qinghuan dropped her chopsticks in anger.

"I haven't eaten yet!"

"Is the starving ghost reincarnated?"

"I haven't eaten your uncle's food yet!"

The more Yu Qinghuan talked, the more aggrieved she became, hugging her knees and curling up in the corner.

Wu Ti pointed to the unopened small jar on the table: "I haven't touched that portion, go and eat it!"

Yu Qinghuan walked over aggrievedly, knelt down aggrievedly, opened the lid, scooped out a bowl of sheep head soup, drank it in several gulps, and couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.

The soup made by this fat sheep is simply delicious!
She drank a few more bowls with tears in her eyes.

Wu Ti looked at her eating happily and didn't know what she was thinking.

He burped and felt a little embarrassed. He was afraid that this cunning woman would think he was rude and wanted to find an excuse to excuse her. However, he found that Yu Qinghuan was immersed in drinking soup and did not notice what he had just done.

He hugged his belly and sat cross-legged opposite Yu Qinghuan, with a smile in his eyes for the first time: "Woman, thanks to this feast of yours, I have strengthened my determination to dominate the world. The home-cooked dishes in Da Qin are so delicious , if this king one day takes over the Qin Dynasty, wouldn’t he be able to enjoy endless delicacies from mountains and seas?”

"Pfft!" Yu Qinghuan squirted the soup in his face, smashed the bowl on the table, and said angrily, "I have spent a lot of effort and endured the biting cold river water to catch fish for you to cook. To influence you and make you feel the beauty of peace, you actually told me that you want to conquer the Qin Dynasty even more?"

"I really...forget it!" Yu Qinghuan folded her hands and turned to the side angrily, "Just treat it as sincere and feed it to the dog."

Wu Ti couldn't help but laugh out loud: "What kind of sincerity is feeding the dog? Woman, you are so unreasonable. Isn't this king going to war with you Da Qin just to get the rich land and resources of Da Qin? It's obviously you who put all your efforts into it. The land allowed me to experience the beauty of the Qin Dynasty and arouse my desire to conquer, but now you blame me for being wrong? How is this?"

Yu Qinghuan said: "If I can touch you with my sincerity and kindness, let you put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, and withdraw your troops to your home base, then Northern Qi and Da Qin will form an alliance to trade with each other, and everyone in Northern Qi will be able to eat Da Qin's dishes, and Da Qin will also Being able to use Northern Qi's fur, mutual benefit and win-win, no wars and no sacrifices, what a wonderful world."

The smell of mutton soup was everywhere, and Wu Ti's expression was difficult to distinguish between emotion and anger: "Woman, if you can bribe me with this dish, it's because my mother is from Qin, and I have different feelings for Da Qin. But You can't ask a wolf who is used to eating meat to become a vegetarian."

"I admire your innocence and simplicity very much. However, in prosperous times, compassion will be the icing on the cake of peace, but in troubled times, only force can suppress it. In short, to deal with thugs, you must use violence. Violent."

Yu Qinghuan did not answer, silently put away the dishes, stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen. When she reached the curtain, she looked back at Wu Ti: "I am not opposed to using violence to fight violence, but anyone who offends our country will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

In the kitchen, Yu Qinghuan squatted on the floor, carefully cleaning the dishes and chopsticks he had just used, without stopping for a moment, but in his mind, he connected the information collected in the past few days.

Although she did not find out who was allied with Wu Ti, she learned more about Wu Ti.

Wu Ti was extremely ambitious and seemed to want to dominate the world, both in terms of planting spies throughout the Qin Dynasty and fighting for power in the Jiji Camp of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

However, she was not very good at reading people, but she could guess a little bit. The interactions in the past few days, as well as Wu Ti's words before she left the tent, made her change her view of Wu Ti.

Wu Ti does not seem to be what the outside world evaluates him to be, nor is he what he has always behaved like.

In the battle of Guiyan City, Wu Ti seemed to intend to push the eldest and third prince to a dead end. Why did he do this?

Yu Qinghuan was lost in thought when suddenly a hand grabbed her wrist vigorously. The hand was so strong that it was like an iron hoop, and she couldn't break free at all.

He raised his eyes angrily, and saw that he was a big man with a beard, and the salivation in his eyes was obvious, like a fat pig seeing delicious food.

"Woman, Da Qin woman?" The big man said in Northern Qi dialect, and with a strong movement of his hand, he seemed to want to break Yu Qinghuan's wrist, but his look was really disgusting!
"Pearl..." Yu Qinghuan thought and pressed down. If Zero and Pearl were exposed, her only support for escape would be gone.

After being hit by Ruanjin San, she couldn't use her skills, and Yuchang wasn't around. What should she do?
and many more.

wrong!

She was clearly wearing Northern Qi clothes, so why did this big man say she was a Da Qin woman?The lights were so dim, could he tell?

(End of this chapter)