After being reborn with mind-reading skills, the medical concubine burst into flames

Chapter 32 Sufficient Quantity
It seemed that every time Zheng Xiaxia opened his mouth, he instantly forgave Zheng Xiaxia.

Knowing that he didn't seem to have any temper in front of Zheng Xiaxia, and every time Zheng Xiaxia smiled, he couldn't get angry, Qi Mingzhi smiled bitterly: "I understand, but you have to promise, there will never be a next time , Xia Xia, this time I'm really worried."

Zheng Xiaxia raised her finger and smoothed Qi Mingzhi's frown: "I promise there will be no next time."

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Xiaxia thought of the man named Lin Qingfeng yesterday, and also thought that she would give him a reward.

Zheng Xiaxia specially made a fruit cake. A lot of wild dates were sprinkled on the fruit cake, and it seemed that the portion was sufficient.

Seeing this scene, Qi Mingzhi felt strange: "Why are there so many wild dates on this fruit cake?"

Smiling at Qi Mingzhi, Zheng Xiaxia answered him: "The man saved me yesterday, I told him to wait here at the dessert shop today, and I planned to give him a fruit cake, which can be regarded as thanks." .”

Qi Mingzhi showed a look of half-understanding.

Zheng Xiaxia understood what he was thinking, and immediately stood on tiptoe. She kissed the man's cheek with a helpless tone.

"You don't even care about such trivial things?"

Qi Mingzhi's ears turned red, and he quickly defended himself: "I don't care about such small things, I just care about you."

After saying this, Qi Mingzhi didn't know what to think of, he turned his head to the other side: "But I can't go with you today."

Knowing that Second Uncle Qi was coming over today, Zheng Xiaxia expressed that she understood, smiled at Qi Mingzhi, and said, "Then I'm going first?"

Qi Mingzhi waved to Zheng Xiaxia: "I'll pick you up tonight."

Zheng Xiaxia came to the town alone in a bullock cart.

As soon as she unloaded the things from the car, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, but just as she turned her head, Zheng Xiaxia saw the man from yesterday.

The man holds a sword in his hand, and his face is expressionless.

In short, it seems that he is a difficult person to get along with.

Thinking that the man helped her yesterday, but unexpectedly changed her expression today, Zheng Xiaxia was slightly surprised, but she didn't feel that there was anything wrong or curious, so she waved at the man.

"I've already made the fruit cake." Zheng Xiaxia pushed the super double fruit cake in front of her towards the counter as she said.

He had never even heard of the word fruitcake, so looking at the fruitcake on the table, the man looked very surprised.

He didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing the man kept silent, Zheng Xiaxia's mood became very strange: "Do you not like the fruit cake I made?"

Hearing a trace of disappointment from Zheng Xiaxia's tone, the man shook his head, and he explained anxiously: "It's not that I don't like the fruit cake you made, but I've never even heard of what is called a fruit cake."

When Lin Qingfeng said this, he tightly pressed his thin lips.

Zheng Xiaxia couldn't help but sighed, and then took out a spoon from under the counter, "You will know after you taste it."

Thinking that in this era, people don't even know what a fruit cake is, Zheng Xiaxia feels very helpless.

No one had eaten such a delicious fruit cake. Zheng Xiaxia really felt sorry for these people.

She was also thinking silently in her heart, it seems that she must promote Chinese cuisine, so that everyone can eat delicious fruit cakes.

Seeing the person in front of him pick up a spoon and taste it, Zheng Xiaxia stared at Lin Qingfeng with a happy face, and when Lin Qingfeng swallowed, Zheng Xiaxia couldn't wait to ask: "What do you think of the taste?"

When asked this question, Lin Qingfeng looked down at the fruit cake in front of him, and then at Zheng Xiaxia, really not knowing how to answer.

Lin Qingfeng in front of him didn't speak all the time, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and Zheng Xiaxia felt inexplicably disappointed.

"Is it not to your taste? Or do you think it's too sweet?"

If Lin Qingfeng answered that it didn't suit his taste, Zheng Xiaxia felt very normal. After all, some people like to eat sweet things, some people don't like to eat sweet things, some people think fruit cake is delicious, and some people think it's not delicious. This is indeed normal, and Zheng Xiaxia doesn't feel discouraged.

Perhaps seeing disappointment in Zheng Xiaxia's eyes, Lin Qingfeng put down the spoon and waved at Zheng Xiaxia: "It's just the first time I've eaten the fruit cake you mentioned, and I think it tastes very novel."

"Then do you think this fruit cake is delicious?" Zheng Xiaxia stared at Lin Qingfeng in front of him, eager to get his answer.

Lin Qingfeng took a deep breath: "It should be delicious."

After saying these words, Zheng Xiaxia's expression became disappointed as expected, he coughed, and hurriedly explained: "No, my taste is rather strange. I don't have anything I like, and I don't have anything I dislike."

With his explanation, Zheng Xiaxia instantly understood everything.

She nodded: "Do you want me to help you pack the rest?"

Thinking that his sister might like to eat this fruit cake, he nodded: "Then I will say thank you."

Zheng Xiaxia didn't care: "And thank you for saving me yesterday."

After wrapping the fruit cake, Zheng Xiaxia handed it to Lin Qingfeng. Seeing that Lin Qingfeng was about to leave, Zheng Xiaxia hesitated and struggled in his heart for a while, but he still couldn't hold back and called him down.

"Wait a minute!"

Zheng Xiaxia's voice came from behind.

The pace under Lin Qingfeng's feet paused.

He turned his head to look at Zheng Xiaxia, maybe he didn't expect that Zheng Xiaxia would call him back, he frowned, and was about to ask Zheng Xiaxia what he wanted to say, when the stunning woman in front of him suddenly pulled out a small medicine bottle.

Zheng Xiaxia handed the small medicine bottle to him: "This small medicine bottle may be helpful to you, it can relieve the pain of your wound."

Lin Qingfeng frowned.

Looking at Zheng Xiaxia in front of him with vigilant eyes, he really couldn't hold back, he took a deep breath: "Who are you?"

Lin Qingfeng did have wounds on his body, and every time it rained, the wounds would hurt faintly. He had seen countless famous doctors, but he couldn't think of any solution. He obviously didn't know the woman in front of him, but...

Zheng Xiaxia touched the back of her head.

She naturally understood that her actions would arouse Lin Qingfeng's suspicion.

But yesterday Lin Qingfeng helped him, and Zheng Xiaxia felt that he was just giving him a fruit cake, which was still not meaningful.

(End of this chapter)