After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 193 The president has frostbite and is ugly

Apparently, Yan Yunxiao came here on a whim and didn't think things through.

Fortunately, he wasn't picky, so he opened his lips and agreed, "Okay."

There was a lot of firewood and charcoal in the small kitchen, enough for them to light a fire to keep warm, and there was still half a tank of clean water in the water tank. Su Jiuer scooped up a gourd ladle and started washing rice and cooking.

Yan Yunxiao saw it, frowned slightly, and then stepped forward.

Su Jiu'er's hand was stirred in the cold water, and when she lifted it up, her hand was already red from the cold, and water droplets were still dripping down.

She gritted her teeth lightly, and sighed in her heart, it was so cold, it would be great if there was gas.

Just as he was thinking about continuing to dip his hand into the cold water to wash the rice, a strong palm grabbed his wrist.

She turned her head to look at the owner of this hand. He was frowning slightly and said solemnly, "I'll do it."

There is no one else here, only him and Su Jiu'er, and he also gave up his claim of being a "widow" to get closer to Su Jiu'er.

"Eh?"

Su Jiuer let out a doubt, and felt that her hands were empty, and the things had been taken away from her by Yan Yunxiao.

Yan Yunxiao quickly rolled up his sleeves, scooped up water to clean his hands, and began to wash the rice in a decent manner.

Su Jiu'er has seen him berate Fang Qiu in front of the courtiers, and point out the country's solemnity and arrogance. He has also seen him overcome thorns in the midst of killings and wars, and he is ruthless and surly. The appearance made her feel a little dazed.

She looked at this man with raised eyebrows and lowered her eyebrows, always feeling very wrong.

However, the proficiency of the movements in his hands was beyond Su Jiuer's expectation. She even felt that even if she was allowed to do it by herself, she was not as proficient as Yan Yunxiao in the face of these relatively primitive cooking tools.

Yan Yunxiao didn't care about her gaze at all, and just said to her as if assigning a task, "Light the fire."

Su Jiu'er then withdrew her gaze and went to the stove to light a fire.

She said, "How can you still cook?"

She asked subconsciously, and Yan Yunxiao answered, "I used to know a little bit when I was in the military camp."

Su Jiuer was stunned.

That's right, I almost forgot, he has been on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang for several years.

But Su Jiu'er originally thought that even if he went to the battlefield, Yan Yunxiao, as the eldest prince of the country of Yan, shouldn't have to do such rough and tiring work, right?Why do you even need him to do such a small thing as cooking?
Come to think of it, his life in northern Xinjiang was actually not easy?

The fire was already burning, and Su Jiu'er sat in front of the stove to warm up, feeling her whole body was warm.

Seeing that Yan Yunxiao's hands were already soaked in cold water, Su Jiu'er had already felt it just now, when the water touched his skin, there was a biting pain.

She said to Yan Yunxiao, "Come and warm your hands, I will take care of the rest."

"It's okay."

He refused with two words, picked up the few potatoes with no expression on his face, and began to peel and shred them.

Su Jiu'er knew that his sword skills were superb, but he did not expect that his sword skills were also so good.

But three times, five times and two times, the skins of those potatoes were all peeled clean, and the sound of "da da da" cutting potatoes was heard, and there was an extremely rhythmic frequency on the cutting board.

After a while, a plate of potatoes has been cut.

Su Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, with some appreciation in her eyes.

This knife skill is also very good, if only she could hold the scalpel so steadily.

"It's beautifully cut," she boasted.

Yan Yunxiao turned his back to scoop up water, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

No matter what aspect, as long as Su Jiuer praised him, he would be happy.

For about a quarter of an hour, smoke billowed from the small kitchen, and there was a hint of homely fireworks in the house.

Su Jiu'er and Yan Yunxiao sat down opposite each other in front of the small table. There was only a plate of shredded potatoes and two bowls of white rice on the small table.

Yan Yunxiao's hand was lightly placed on the small case, and Su Jiu'er's eyes shifted from the potato shreds to the back of his hand, seeing that it was still red and purple, and it looked like it was not lightly frozen.

So she put her hand on it, and the faint temperature on the back of her hand came over. The man's body was already hot, and Yan Yunxiao's body was not spoiled, so naturally he would not be tortured by this little cold water.

The hand is not cold, but it is not very warm.

Su Jiuer said. "Fortunately, it's not cold."

He withdrew his hand.

The faint warmth was fleeting, and Yan Yunxiao blinked calmly. If there is a curve chart of the heartbeat, then when Su Jiuer put his hand on it, the curve must have jumped suddenly.

He said, "Try it?"

As he spoke, he picked up chopsticks for Su Jiu'er.

Originally, he wanted to feed her, but he was afraid that she would refuse, so he put the potato with chopsticks into her bowl.

Su Jiu'er nodded and started to cook.

It's just a dish, and there's nothing to pick and choose.

Or maybe it was because there was only this dish today, and there was no other dish to compare with, so Su Jiu'er felt that the taste of this dish was very good, and at the end of the meal, there was only an empty plate left.

It was the first time for her to eat with Yan Yunxiao, and she was able to empty the plate.

She looked at the empty plate and said seriously, "Today's cook is very good, and the response is very good."

Saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed.

Just this one dish, if you dislike even this, then you don't even have to eat it.

While smiling, she got up and began to clean up the dishes.

But Yan Yunxiao snatched the bowls and chopsticks from her one step earlier, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Jiu'er was a little embarrassed, and followed behind and said, "Since you cook, let me do the dishes. Let's have a clear division of labor and win-win cooperation?"

Yan Yunxiao slowed down, and waited for Su Jiuer to catch up and walk side by side with him, then he looked sideways at Su Jiuer's face, and said seriously, "It's too cold, soaking your hands in water for a long time will cause frostbite .”

After saying that, he retracted his gaze and added another sentence.

"Ugly."

Su Jiuer's eyes flickered, Yan Yunxiao had already stepped into the small kitchen.

And her footsteps stopped at the door.

When Yan Yunxiao said that he would have frostbite just now, his eyes and tone were so gentle.
The same sentence "very ugly" pulled back her thoughts.

She leaned against the door and watched Yan Yunxiao skillfully rolled up her sleeves and began to wash the dishes, pursed her lips and said, "It's okay, I can make chilblain ointment, it's very good."

"Since it's easy to use, make some for me when you go back and give it to me."

He was so confident that he didn't raise his head to look at Su Jiu'er.

Su Jiu'er tapped the door frame with her fingers and responded.

"it is good."
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Now that we have had lunch, Su Jiu'er will start today's business.

She opened her small cloth bag, prepared paper and pen, clenched her fists to cheer herself up secretly, then looked at Yan Yunxiao in front of her, and asked seriously, "Are you ready?"

Yan Yunxiao saw that she looked more nervous than himself, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub the top of her hair.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't worry too much."

Su Jiuer shook her head, avoiding his hand, and then took a deep breath.

"Okay, now it's time to start. You answer what I ask. You have to try your best to recall the events of the year, details, and reduce deviations."

(End of this chapter)