Young man, please stay

Chapter 257 Uncle Qin, you did a good job
At three o'clock in the moonlight, there was movement in the kitchen of the princess's mansion, which was supposed to be quiet at night.

popping...

popping...

"Little...Brother Xiao Qin..."

"Um…"

"I have a fever..."

"Ok."

Qin Lang looked back at the stove. The wood was crackling with sparks, but the light in the kitchen was still too dim late at night, so he lit a few more candles.

And seeing Qin Lang sprinkle a layer of water on the surface of the candle every time he lit a candle, Li Jiao'e, who was traveling with him, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

"what happened?"

For Qin Lang, this is what is called "casual".

Don't forget your true identity

To be honest, Qin Lang was quite surprised why Xing'er called him not enough, and he had to call Li Jiao'e as well.

Besides, Li Jiao'e also insisted on coming.

……

"It doesn't matter. You learn quickly. You can regenerate your hands wherever you go."

Li Jiao'e recalled in her mind how her servant Qin Lang had taken care of her in all aspects these days. She felt inexplicably that the early summer night was a bit unspeakably hot, and she pinched it gently with the fingertips of her hands behind her.

……

Morning, noon, evening, and a late night meal, among which Qin Lang regarded the late night meal as a real midnight snack.

Qin Lang flicked the fire certificate and caught the smile of the little chef by the candlelight.

But as the saying goes, what comes comes comes.

In Tianshan, Qin Lang sometimes had to eat four meals a day.

Therefore, what is usually called "late night snack" in Dazhou is actually a meal eaten around Xu time, which is different from Qin Lang's habit in Tianshan.

Yes, what are you thinking about?

"No, um... I'm just afraid that my hands will be raw and I won't be able to do it well at night."

"No no!"

"It's okay, men and women can be paired together, so the work won't be tiring."

Ordinary people in the Zhou Empire generally had two meals a day.

"Ah, it's nothing."

Huh, after all, that lady is used to being carefree...

"..."

Qin Lang didn't take it seriously. Li Jiao'e gently put her hands behind her waist and nodded affirmatively:
"Yes, I am very careful whether it is about things or people..."

Those who have some conditions and those who practice martial arts will only eat three meals a day, namely breakfast, lunch, and supper.

"I just think...Brother Xiao Qin is a very careful person."

As Qin Lang said this, he was silently complaining about a certain princess who suddenly wanted to eat a late night snack.

"I'll start preparing the food right now."

After his finger was cut on the first day, Qin Lang not only asked him to bandage it, but the key is that after bandaging, he also asked himself several times to use clean gauze. At that time, Li Jiao'e felt that Brother Qin was a right girl. Very attentive person.

Li Jiao'e, who was pouting and muttering something, immediately came back to her senses when she heard Qin Lang's voice, stuck out her tongue, and reached out to pat her face.

Li Jiao'e waved her hands, pursed her lips shyly, and then tilted her head slightly:

……

Therefore, even among women, Li Jiao'e has never experienced any feeling of being cared for...

"Well, just say haha ​​when you're sleepy. I can do it myself. Don't accidentally cut your hand again."

As for what to eat, the princess still chose to let her servant Qin Lang arrange it himself.

"Yeah."

At least as a maid of low status, it was really rare for someone to treat her like this.

But today, Su Yinping, who had only eaten two meals during the day, wanted to complain about hunger in the middle of the night for the first time, so Xing'er called Qin Lang and Li Jiao'e.

Even...when I'm with the original lady...

At that time, Qin Lang just said these words casually, not noticing the slight blush on Li Jiao'e's face. The two of them went to the kitchen late at night and started to mess around.

"What's wrong, Jiao'e, are you sleepy?"

Although Li Jiao'e did serve as a cook, it was just a midnight snack for the princess. She could handle it by herself, so there was no need to bother two people.

……

However, this did not trouble Qin Lang, who decided on two dishes on the spot, one with musu pork and one with stewed pork knuckles with snow peas.

The dishes were ordered here, and Li Jiao'e immediately picked up the knife and quickly cut the fungus, beat the eggs, and cut the matching carrots and cucumbers into beautiful diamond-shaped slices.

Qin Lang went to the cellar and brought back a tenderloin and a pig's trotter. He quickly thawed it with internal force, and then stewed the pig's trotter first. He also used internal force to quickly cook the skin and tendons of the pig's trotter until they were tender. , saving a lot of time, which amazed Li Jiao'e who did not know martial arts.

"Can it still be like this...? Brother Xiao Qin, does it turn out that your martial arts is very powerful?"

"No, it's very common. It's just that no one uses martial arts to cook. And even if it's like what I just did, the taste is actually not as good as that of slow cooking over low heat."

In fact, anyone who knows martial arts knows that Qin Lang's pressure-ripening of pig knuckles in a casserole requires high internal strength. Qin Lang believed this purely because Li Jiao'e and the servants in the mansion did not know martial arts. He muttered nonsense.

……

"Brother Xiao Qin." "Yeah."

"Would you be tired of eating pork knuckles for Madam at night?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen. The pig's trotters made this way are like glutinous rice, very fragrant and sweet."

"Oh…"

"Want to try it?"

"Huh? I... forget it..."

"Hey, it's okay. I'll open a small stove for you another day."

"real?!"

"Ah."

……

The pig's trotters still needed to be stewed for a while, so Qin Lang and Li Jiao'e sat on the threshold of the kitchen and chatted away.

The night was not cool, and there were cicadas chirping, but the two of them still felt very comfortable in the quiet atmosphere. As they chatted, Qin Lang looked at the bright moon in the sky, and didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly he said coldly. :

"Jiao'e, where is your hometown?"

"Hometown?"

Li Jiao'e held her chin in her hands:
"I'm from Huaizhou."

"Huaizhou is good, almost the same as Yangzhou."

"Brother Xiao Qin, where are you?"

"I...should be...from Tianshan."

"Tianshan?"

Li Jiao'e blinked, feeling a little strange, but Qin Lang's eyes were deep with a hint of confusion.

"But... when I was a kid, I often dreamed about my other hometown in my dreams."

"Another hometown?"

"Yes, actually, there are many things in my memory... they all seem to come from the hometown in my dream."

"for example?"

"for example…"

Qin Lang first thought of the wonderful children's stories he had compiled as [Chang Legong], and then he thought of the silk stockings and other items he invented.

But it is not convenient to talk about both of these, especially the latter, which is related to the revitalization of Tingyuxuan and is a key project appointed by the empress.

So Qin Lang just thought about it and then suddenly asked:
"Jiao'e, do you believe that people have previous lives?"

"Previous life?"

Li Jiao'e shook her head:

"I don't believe it, and even if there is, it doesn't make any sense."

"No point?"

"Yes, because I can't remember everything in my previous life, so I think it's better to believe in the next life than to believe in the past life..."

Li Jiao'e paused, raised her eyelids, and glanced meaningfully at Qin Lang's profile:

"...Because no matter how many regrets a person has in this life's fate, he can at least be full of expectations for the next life based on his experiences in this life, right?"

"..."

Hearing this, Qin Lang didn't speak for a long time, and finally smiled with relief:
"Jiao'e, you really don't look like a little maid who was just bought by my wife."

"?!"

It must be said that Qin Lang's unintentional words made Li Jiao'e quite nervous.

But fortunately, there was no danger. Afterwards, the pig's trotters were stewed, and Qin Lang also fried the musu pork. The two of them finished their supper and continued working as usual the next day.

However, Li Jiao'e said the next day that she had some insomnia because eating late night snacks disrupted her rest yesterday, and she wanted to go out with Qin Lang for a walk and chat at night.

In fact, according to the rules of the mansion, the servants cannot move around casually after dark.

Qin Lang didn't know why Li Jiao'e was able to win the privilege, but he agreed to the girl's request for the time being, and then "tryst" with Li Jiao'e for several nights in a row.

The main reason is that Miss Jin has obviously been sent to work again in the past few days. Qin Lang can't find Gu Jin, so he is idle.

But what Qin Lang didn't expect was that after five days of "tryst" with Li Jiao'e, Li Jiao'e suddenly expressed pure girlish friendship to him.

"Brother Xiao Qin! I...I like you!"

"..."

Looking at the flushed face of the maid in front of him, Qin Lang couldn't deny that in terms of appearance, Li Jiao'e was definitely not inferior among the women around him.

As for personality, friendship, etc., in fact, according to the normal interactions between men and women, it is not surprising that the two are falling in love at this time.

"Feel sorry."

"Eh…?"

However, Qin Lang's response to Li Jiao'e sounded particularly firm and decisive in the night:
"There are inexhaustible beauties with both beauty and character in the world. For example, Miss Jiao'e is a beautiful woman and a very nice person, but Qin is really not the kind of person who falls in love with every one she meets. In In Qin's eyes, the real beauty in the world must be a woman who has a deep relationship with Qin, and all such women around Qin have experienced life and death with Qin. Unfortunately, Qin and Jiao'e! Between girls, it’s far from that level.”

……

"life and death…"

Qin Lang's words not only left Li Jiao'e speechless for a moment, but also made Xing'er, who was secretly observing in the corner, feel a move in her heart. At the same time, the stone in her throat fell steadily back to her heart.

"Okay, okay...! Uncle Qin, you did a good job!"

(End of this chapter)