Nongmen eldest sister: Farming and opening shops

Chapter 207 Unhappy

Lin Qinghe sat in the lobby of the inn, eating slowly with a steamed bun in her hand, and took a sip of porridge from the bowl from time to time. She was not picky about food, but she could eat it with gusto.

But the young master next to him obviously had no taste for eating. He frowned after taking a mouthful of porridge, took another mouthful of pickles, frowned again, took a mouthful of steamed buns, and frowned. Still wrinkled into a ball, unable to loosen.

Seeing it, she couldn't help asking: "Why, isn't this breakfast to Mr. Du's taste?"

Du Qian began to be picky: "This porridge is not cooked enough, this dish is too salty and has a bitter taste, and this steamed bun also has a sour taste..."

Listening to this pickiness, Lin Qinghe couldn't help but twitch her brows slightly. The food in the inn is just like this, and she can actually eat it.

Of course, there must be a cook with excellent cooking skills serving you at the noble son's house, which is definitely incomparable.

After thinking about it, he still said: "Even if it doesn't suit your appetite, we can barely eat more. After all, we are on a journey, and we don't know where to eat next meal. If we can't find a place to stay, we can only eat Dry food."

Compared with eating dry food, the taste of this serious meal is much stronger.

Du Qian had also tasted the taste of dry food. Yesterday, he ate a few mouthfuls without any taste. It was dry and hard to swallow. After eating it once, he didn't want to eat it again.

"You're right, I'll eat more," he said, holding the bowl, and took a big mouthful of the porridge, but his brows were still furrowed, obviously feeling that the taste was not good.

Seeing this, Pingan next to him said, "Master, why don't you go to the kitchen and ask the cook to cook some eggs for you, or you can take it with you on the way."

"We're going to be ready to go on the road after eating. I'm afraid it's too late. If you want to take it, why not take a few steamed buns on the road." Lin Qinghe reminded.

Compared to eating dry and hard pancakes, this steamed bun tasted better, but to her, the pancakes were more substantial, filling her stomach and keeping her hungry.

Du Qian took a bite of the steamed bun, obviously disliked the bad taste, eating dry pancakes and eating steamed buns seemed not a good choice for him, so he remained silent for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Miss Lin, you're a girl, haven't you thought about being able to eat finer food?"

If it's a girl from an ordinary peasant family, it's normal to be rough, but she is also the eldest lady of the Escort Bureau, and her family is well-off, so she really doesn't have to suffer.

Hearing what he said, Lin Qinghe suddenly felt a little funny, shook his head and said: "I don't think this food is not refined enough, you know there are still many people who don't have enough to eat, it's good if we can eat enough."

Hearing her words, Du Qian felt depressed for a while. He said this as if he didn't know the world. Of course, he knew that there are many people who can't eat enough, but they can eat better if they have the conditions, so why do they have to suffer?

He felt that Miss Lin didn't mean to bury him on purpose.

"You are very reasonable. I shouldn't be picky if I have something to eat." As he spoke, he picked up the steamed bun in his hand and took a bite, but the sour taste that made him uncomfortable made him unable to eat any more. pharynx.

He said fiercely to Pingan: "Wrap up a few steamed buns and eat them on the road later."

Ping An glanced at him, and quickly said, "Yes, Young Master."

Lin Qinghe shook his head and continued to drink the porridge in the bowl, thinking that it was really the young master who lost his temper when he said he lost his temper.

"Hey, isn't this Lin Shaodong's house? I don't want us to meet again." Du Cheng looked surprised.

Lin Qinghe looked up: "So it's Mr. Du's family, and he's here for breakfast too?"

She greeted people with a smiling face, so she greeted them with a smile. Although she felt that the other person's words were a little deliberate, she would not care about them when she was out of the house.

"Haha, that's right. I didn't expect to meet Lin Shaodong's family by chance. It can be seen that it is fate."

Can this also be related to fate?
Du Qian raised his eyes and glanced at the person who came. He didn't recognize this person, but when he saw the two greet each other, they were obviously acquaintances, and he could not help but curl his lips when he could be an acquaintance with a woman like Lin Qinghe.

Du Cheng glanced at it, then asked with a smile, "I don't know who this is?"

"Coincidentally, this is also Mr. Du."

"It turned out to be Young Master Du, Chengxia Du Cheng, the young owner of Xinglong Commercial Bank, please be polite." Du Cheng had a smile on his face, seemingly very enthusiastic.

It's just that Du Qian was not so enthusiastic, he just bowed his hands to him, which was regarded as a greeting.

Du Cheng didn't care about his attitude, he just turned his head and said to Lin Qinghe: "Are you going to the capital this way?"

Hearing his question, Du Qian became vigilant instinctively, thinking that this person was inquiring about their whereabouts, and even wondered if he was in the same group as those killers.

He even looked over suspiciously.

Lin Qinghe smiled without saying a word, instead of answering directly, he just asked: "Don't Du Shaodong's family have to leave today?"

Du Cheng smiled and said: "I've been on the road for days, people are tired and horses are exhausted. It's rare to come across such a quiet inn. I plan to rest for a day before setting off."

"I see." Lin Qinghe nodded, but didn't say anything more.

He is not familiar with Du Cheng, although he knows that the other party's firm is quite famous, but in fact, he has only just met him, and he doesn't know much about the specifics. He just took a picture yesterday, and she didn't want to talk to him again. He has something to do with each other, but this person is too enthusiastic, making them seem to be familiar people, which is a bit overwhelming, after all, she is not very enthusiastic.

"Meeting Lin Shaodong's family here is really a fate. I have heard of Mr. Nie's name for a long time. If I have free time, I must come to visit."

Hearing this, Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My grandfather is a hospitable person, if you come to the door, he will be happy."

Hearing this, Du Cheng looked joyful: "Well, then I must go to the Escort to meet Mr. Nie."

Lin Qinghe smiled slightly, feeling that this person seemed to be a little too enthusiastic, and it was a bit difficult to resist.

Du Qian next to him had a bad expression and said, "Didn't you say you are in a hurry to go? When will you have breakfast? The sun will rise to the top of your head in a while, so you probably won't be able to go out?"

He didn't understand where the anger came from, but when he saw the two of them talking and laughing, he felt very upset, especially when Lin Qinghe smiled at this person, he had never smiled at himself, even he felt, Lin Qinghe didn't seem to have a good face towards him.

Lin Qinghe turned his head and glanced at him, raised his hand and drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp, then put the bowl back on the table: "Let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the people around stood up and stood up.

Du Qian was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)