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Chapter 152 Husband is really virtuous
Yan Zheng came to his senses, and smiled at her, "It's okay, let's eat!" As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pancake and started to eat it.

Yingluoxia's name sounds scary, but both Yan Wanwan and Yan Zheng have done enough homework, and they have already found out everything they can from Zhao Qiang.

Yan Zheng's luggage is not light, and he seldom opens it on the way, the things inside are all prepared for this purpose.Therefore, although the days in Yingluoxia were a bit bitter, they passed without any danger.

After seeing the green trees and grass again, and the gentle breeze blowing against her face, Yan Wanwan only felt that she had come back to life.

Seeing a stream that was as clear as a jade belt running cheerfully in the mountain forest not far away, she cheered and rushed forward.

Seeing her cheerful appearance, Yan Zheng laughed along with him, put down the luggage behind his back and said, "Let's rest here for half a day, and we'll go on our way tomorrow. I'll make some hot food for you."

After eating dry food for several days in a row, and Yan Wanwan was still thinking about the dinner that ended without a problem, he was very happy to hear this, and immediately agreed with a smile, "Okay!"

The two of them went to the forest together to search for usable ingredients. They were lucky, and they found mushrooms, bird eggs, and fish just like that day. While dealing with fish and pheasants, Yan Zheng also picked up an unknown grass by the stream.

Back to the place where he was staying, Yan Zheng opened up immediately, wrapped the fish with branches and grilled it, stuffed some mushrooms and that kind of unknown grass into the belly of the pheasant, wrapped it with a kind of big leaves, Then paste it with mud and bury it together with the eggs under the fire, Yan Wanwan naturally knows that it is the way of beggar chickens, but it is the first time to see it with his own eyes.

It's just a pity that there is no pot, so the soup can't be drunk.The fish was ready soon, Yan Zheng actually put a small pot of coarse salt in his luggage, sprinkled it evenly, crushed the remaining grass blades just now, and spread the juice on the fish, Yan Zheng put the middle He handed a fish to Yan Wanwan and motioned to her, "Try it!"

It's not that Yan Wanwan didn't hunt wild game to eat when she was wandering around the rivers and lakes earlier, but she really doesn't have much talent in cooking. She only cooks food to satisfy her hunger, and it's ready when it's cooked. ...

There was nothing added to the grilled fish that Yan Zheng handed over, but the smell made people's index fingers twitch.

After taking a bite, Yan Wanwan's eyes lit up immediately with the fragrance of grass leaves in the freshness.

After eating the fish, the beggar chicken is also available. The mushrooms are soaked in chicken juice, and the chicken is soaked in the fragrance of mushrooms. It is still so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues.

This meal, Yan Wanwan ate so contentedly that at the end, she sat on the side with her stomach full, watched Yan Zheng tidying up tirelessly, and said with emotion, "My husband is really virtuous."

Yan Zheng's movements paused slightly, and he looked at her helplessly, using the word "virtuous" to describe a man, there would be no one else but her.

After tidying up, Yan Zheng sat next to Yan Wanwan. As soon as he sat down, Yan Wanwan naturally stretched out his hand and held it together with him.

Yan Zheng felt that the tentacles were soft and soft, so he was relieved.In the past few days, there was almost no heat in the mountains, and when he reached the depths of the forest, he even felt chilly to the bone. At night, he felt cold without blankets. Fortunately, Yan Wan practiced martial arts late, and his body was really good.Except for the cold hands and feet in those few days when I was young, my hands and feet are warm on weekdays.

Yan Wanwan rubbed the cocoons of different thicknesses in his palms, but sighed, "My husband, with his hands, can hold a pen to write beautiful articles, and martial arts can hold a knife and shoot arrows to conquer the world. Now that he is in the kitchen, he can still cook The best taste in the world, but let me and other mortals not feel ashamed?"

"Why do you need to be ashamed of yourself? The lady said that the article can be written beautifully, the martial arts can pacify the world, and he can cook something to eat. The man who is barely half a cook belongs to you, and you belong to me alone. Isn't the lady even more powerful? Why do you need to envy others?" Yan Zheng said with a smile, his voice was warm and pleasant, his tone was soothing and calm, and those words were so beautiful that it seemed that every word was filled with affection.

Yan Wanwan couldn't help but curled up the corners of her mouth and laughed, "It's really sweet talk, sugar-coated cannonball."

"What?" Yan Zheng frowned, never heard of this word.

Whatever it is. "I mean, don't you just try to trick me with nice things."

"I'm telling the truth. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, you just have to watch me do it in the future." Yan Zheng said seriously.

Yan Wanwan glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "But how can my husband do this? Could it be that he learned it during those few years?" What's curious is that he can find food in the wild and make delicious food. ability.

"I've been a firefighter for two years, and my skills are far more than that." Yan Zheng replied with a smile, a faint, imperceptible pride permeated into his usual calm tone.

Yan Wanwan was startled, "Has your husband still been in the army?"

"Yes! I have been to the northwest border, and I have been in the army for four full years. I have also been to the outside of the customs, the desert grassland, and the Gobi snow mountain. I have seen many people and beautiful scenery that I have never seen before." Speaking of this, Yan Zheng Rarely, he appeared in a trance, his raised eyes fell on a point in the distance, but it seemed that he had penetrated everything and looked towards an unknown distance.

Yan Wanwan looked at his clear profile, but was in a daze.

Yan Zheng didn't hear her answer, turned his head to look over, but just happened to meet her dazed eyes, his eyebrows furrowed suspiciously, "What's wrong, lady?"

"Nothing." Yan Wanwan woke up, lowered her eyes lightly, and asked in a flat tone, "I was just thinking that my husband went to the south of the Yangtze River and became a beggar in order to pass the test of entering the dark department. Then But why do you want to go to the Northwest Army, is it also the emperor's intention?"

"That's right! It's indeed what His Majesty and my father meant." Yan Zheng responded simply, but when he looked at her thoughtful side face, his pupils flickered for a moment.

"But why did the emperor let my husband join the army? At that time, my husband should have been a member of the dark department, right?" Yan Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at him.

Yan Zheng's eyes looked straight into her pair of clear eyes, but she didn't dodge, she was determined to meet the inquiry in his eyes.

Yan Zheng curled his lips and smiled, "Yes, I have been a member of the Anming Division since I returned to Shangjing from the south of the Yangtze River, and the first task I received was to join the Northwest Army to experience training. Han Mingsi directly obeys His Majesty's orders, only knows how to obey orders, and never discusses the reason. It is probably because His Majesty and father think that the army can best temper a person's ability and character, so I spent four years in the army time. As my wife can see, in those four years, I learned a lot, which will be useful for the rest of my life."

"In this way, the emperor is really kind to my husband. With such careful training, my husband is capable of both civil and military affairs. He is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is familiar with the art of war. He has also been in the army for four years and is very familiar with military affairs. What kind of talent does the emperor want to cultivate his husband into?"

(End of this chapter)