A piece of paper

Chapter 334: So energetic
Xian Jin did not leave after all, nor did he tease the disabled person anymore. He stayed by Qiao Hui's side and fed him a round of medicine.

After Qiao Hui's Yao Jin fainted, Xian Jin took the opportunity to live in the empty west wing - the officials of the negotiation group who were third-grade officials and above lived in Zhengdongfang, and the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple who went ahead took the place of the negotiation group. Twelve houses with two entrances close to each other have been managed. Although they are not big, how can they be compared to the official residence with two suites? The privileged class exists in all time and space.

The west chamber is spacious and transparent. Xian Jin fell asleep and slept until the sun was in the sky. He heard the whispering voices outside. Xian Jin pulled on his shoes and casually threw on a piece of plain satin. , looking out sleepily.

When he looked around, Xian Jin froze in place.

The voices outside suddenly stopped.

The eldest princess Bai'an turned her head and saw clearly that it was Xian Jin. Her brows were raised high, with a look of understanding, and there was an aunt's smile on her lips.

The bearded Liangliang's expression was dull, and after a while he covered his chest in despair.

Qiao Hui's face was a little pale, and his right hand was tightly bandaged. He was wearing loose and comfortable linen clothes and was sitting under Princess Bai'an. He raised his eyes and saw Xian Jin. He calmly raised his chin and said hello briefly. "Change your clothes and say hello to the eldest princess?"

The eldest princess Baian raised her hands in a dignified manner, "Go to sleep, there is no way you won't be tired after running around on the sea all night."

Xianjin swallowed hard, tried her best to smile respectfully, and while smiling, she stepped back with her hands and feet - she could still walk upright, so she was already promising.

When you wake up, there is still eye mucus hanging from the corners of your eyes, and the first leader is sitting next door and smiling happily at you, as if you are looking at a good cabbage - this would be shocking to anyone! ?

Xian Jin returned to the west wing. There was a food plate placed on the small side table. Inside was a bowl of bone soup rice noodles. The rice noodles were chewy and chewy, absorbing the aroma of the broth. A handful of hot peppers were sprinkled on top. The juicy coriander and chives, and the freshly cut bean sprouts at the bottom are fresh, fragrant, spicy and crispy when eaten.

The big bone soup rice noodles are still steaming hot.

It means that the soup stock has been boiled long ago, and the kway teow will be cooked as soon as Xian Jin wakes up - Qiao Hui is sure that Princess Baian will let her go back to the house to rest.

This thoughtful piece of shit
Xian Jin buried his head in eating. After taking two bites, he was immersed in the warmth of the broth. He completely forgot about the embarrassment of seeing the leader with his eyes wet.

Outside, Princess Baian seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Qiao Hui's expression remained as usual.

The bearded man looked sad and angry, like an abandoned Tibetan fox.

The eldest princess Bai'an stood up with a smile, "Okay, have a good rest by yourself, take Xianjin around, it's rare to come out." She added, "I'm going to Fuzhou Port in the next three days. If you recover from your injuries, you can Let’s go together. If we don’t take care of ourselves, ask Xianjin to take the other two from Xuancheng Prefecture.”

Then he handed Qiao Hui an envelope and said, "Give it to Xian Jin and ask her to think carefully about how to implement it in the past two days."

Qiao Hui took it with a playful smile, "You just said you asked me to take her around."

Princess Baian's expression remained unchanged, "It's easy to turn around and do some work. We have to break the twelve hours into twenty-four hours to use. After finishing this work, I will adjust the ship for you. Let’s go to Ryukyu and have some fun.”

Qiao Hui relayed the original words to Xian Jin.

Xian Jin was dumbfounded. How could the boss's cake-painting techniques be so consistent across all ages, at all levels, at home and abroad! ?

Xian Jin opened the envelope and read the requirements written by the product manager of Baian Dachang word by word. After reading it, he turned around and walked out quickly, grabbing Hu Haixiang as he walked, "Brother Axiang, please call Master Li Sanshun to the official post. "

After a pause, there were almost all female officials in the official post, and it was inconvenient for Li Sanshun to go there. "Just call me here - call Boss Heng here too."

Xianjin sat down on the big desk by the window. He lowered his head and read the request left by Princess Bai'an. Without raising his head, he ordered Qiao Hui beside him, "The big bone soup noodles just now are not bad. Wait a minute." They're here, let's cook two more bowls." Qiao Hui:? he?
After being stunned for a long time, Chef Qiao accepted her fate and explained later, killing two watermelons and washing a few bunches of grapes.

By the time Li Sanshun and Heng Xi arrived, fruit plates and rice noodles were already on the table waiting for guests. It was already getting hot in Fujian in May. The redwood windows in all directions were wide open, and from time to time a cool wind blew slowly through the kapok trees in the courtyard. Blow in.

Qiao Hui gave up the large huanghuali wood desk by the window to Xian Jin. He picked up a volume of books and sat in the flower room in the southeast corner. Through the antique shelf and the white enamel vase, he could just catch a glimpse of the girl Tan by the window. He turned around, frowning, sometimes gesticulating, sometimes lowering his head in deep thought, sometimes smiling broadly, talking to the two companions beside him about something, and while he was talking, he started to quarrel with Li Sanshun.

Well, it’s normal for Xianjin and Lao Li to quarrel, and their honeymoon period usually only lasts half an hour.

Within half an hour, the old and the young were in harmony, a harmonious atmosphere.

Half an hour later, the old man said: "You know nothing! I can make paper into fine form!"

The younger one said, "Yes, yes, yes, if you are a paper maker, I am Fa Hai, specializing in collecting monsters!"

It mainly focuses on an old violent output and a small yin and yang.

The smell in the air is sweet, and the smell of fruits, kapok trees, and tea leaves is mixed with the bitterness of Chinese medicine.

The breath of Hui Gan was mixed with the hustle and bustle of shouting.

Qiao Hui held the book in his hand with a smile. He didn't know where he was looking, but he always felt happy.

In the evening, when I saw Li Sanshun squatting on the doorstep smoking a pipe, he rolled up his sleeves and built a white copper pipe. He smiled and said, "Master Li, can you lend me a fire?"

Li Sanshun choked heavily on the cigarette, and reminded himself repeatedly in his mind: This guy is now a high official in the imperial court, and is older than the county magistrate! This is not the young master from Shanyuan who used to eat and drink at Chen's house!

Li Sanshun trembled and handed the pot over.

Qiao Hui glanced at Li Sanshun's cigarette bag, took a puff, and quickly exhaled the white mist, "You grew this tobacco at home, right? It smells very strong."

Li Sanshun nodded fiercely, "You can grow whatever you want at home. Add some cow dung or donkey dung eggs to make them fat, and the tobacco silk will be strong."

Qiao Hui nodded, hung up his hand, lit a cigarette without smoking, and squatted with Li Sanshun for half an hour.

On the second day, Qiao Hui handed Li Sanshun a small cloth bag and squatted next to the old man, "Try this, Yongding silk tobacco, produced in western Fujian, has a strong taste - it seems to be a tribute, and there are pieces The brand of 'Yankui' given by Emperor Wenzong"

Li Sanshun took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes in happiness.

Qiao Hui smiled and said, "If you like it, I can pack a few bags for you."

Li Sanshun refused, "That would be inconvenient! With your status"

Qiao Hui laughed loudly, "Who am I? I'm just your companion squatting in the corner smoking cigarettes!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the four square windows. Xian Jinzheng was covering the table one by one with the rice paper he had brought. He lowered his head and looked very seriously and used his fingertips to feel the toughness of different types of rice paper.

Qiao Hui's eyes were filled with tenderness, "She's a damn girl who tortures you every day. You have to do something really hard to have the strength to yell back at her."

Lao Li's dry tobacco bag is finally written.