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Chapter 319 Underneath the harmony lies an undercurrent
  When Shen Zhuoxi left, everyone didn't know what they were talking about. They were laughing happily and in harmony.
  Her appearance stopped the laughter.
  The old lady looked a little unnatural, waved to her and said, "Zhuoxi is here, sit here."
  The position reserved for Shen Zhuoxi happened to be on the left side of Princess Dunzhu, and on the other side was Shen Wanwan.
  Shen Zhuoxi knew that they had specially arranged it for her, so she didn't care. She sat down and said, "I came from a distance and heard everyone laughing. I wonder what's so funny?"
  "Oh, it was Princess Dunzhu who told interesting things about the Rongqiang people." The old lady looked back and forth at her and said, "I am still chilled by your voice, so I need to take a good rest."
  Shen Zhuoxi nodded with a smile but did not respond.
  She also wanted to have a good rest, but didn't the old lady send someone to call her out?
  The old lady seemed to have noticed this, and seemed a little embarrassed. She said instead: "This dish has been on the table for a while. It is mostly beef and sheep. It won't taste good when it's cold. Let's eat first."
  When she said this, the atmosphere on the table became heated again.
  Shen Wanwan held the chopsticks, her face filled with joy: "This cooking method of beef and sheep comes from the Rongqiang people. I have never tasted Rongqiang delicacies in my life."
  "It's thanks to Princess Dundup's blessing today, otherwise where would I be able to eat it?"
  "Yes, I never thought that I would be able to eat at the same table as Princess Dunzhu in my lifetime." Mrs. Zhang took the words and complimented her.
  Mrs. Kong also smiled and echoed: "No, Princess Dundup is approachable. Your arrival makes the atmosphere extra lively. It would be great if it can be like this all year round."
  "What nonsense are you talking about?" the old lady said angrily: "Princess Dunzhu is a princess of the Rongqiang tribe. How can she often come to the Grand Master's Mansion to have dinner with you?"
  Dunzhu didn't care, and even said: "Old lady, I think the people in the Grand Master's Mansion are close to me. I'm afraid they will come to bother me from time to time in the future. You don't mind me being annoying."
  "No, I'm old and I like the excitement." Out of the corner of her eye, the old lady saw Shen Zhuoxi's half-smiling look. She paused and said, "Let's eat first."
  There was no talking during eating or sleeping, especially when there were guests, no one said much, only the occasional clinking sound of chopsticks and dishes.
  The Rongqiang people are mainly nomadic. They live in no fixed abode and are often on the move. They have limited seasoning ingredients on hand, and they don’t even have anything to remove the fishy smell. In addition, the beef and sheep are smelly.
  The cooking method of Rongqiang people is even simpler, which is to boil it in water, which retains the taste of the ingredients themselves, and at the same time, the fishy smell is stronger.
  The people in Taishi's Mansion talk nice, but no one can get used to it.
  Especially Shen Heshan, after picking up a few chopsticks, his expression darkened and he simply put down his bowl and chopsticks.
  The others were not much better. Shen Wanwan, who was the first to compliment Dundup, almost spit out the smell of mutton after taking the first sip. She quickly drank a few sips of rice wine to suppress it.
  "Oops." Dunzhu ate several chopsticks. Seeing that no one moved their chopsticks, he frowned and said, "Why don't you eat?"
  It’s hard to say that I’m not used to eating. Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, “I had snacks in the afternoon, but I’m not hungry yet.”
  "It's true that I'm not hungry yet." Shen Wanwan picked up another pair of chopsticks, picked up a large piece of mutton for Dunzhu, and said, "These are specially prepared for you. Princess, please eat more."
  "Yes." Dunzhu nodded. His eyes glanced at Shen Zhuoxi who had not yet moved his chopsticks, so he called her, "Second Miss, you should try it too."
  "I have a cold, so I can't eat these." Shen Zhuoxi didn't move his chopsticks, holding the tea cup and drinking sip after sip.
  Dunzhu put down his chopsticks, looked sideways at Shen Zhuoxi, and said, "Cattle and sheep can sweat. You are suffering from wind and cold. Eat some beef and mutton and drink some sake. When you go back and sweat, the wind and cold will be cured."
  "Princess Dunzhu's words make sense." Shen Wanwan cooperated: "I also heard that wind and cold are evil dampness. It is best to use beef and mutton to remove evil dampness, and then pair it with rice wine."
  "Why don't you give it a try? The medicine is so unpalatable." Shen Zehuan also said, "Second sister is here today, and I can smell the smell of medicine on you."
  She was asked to eat beef and mutton. Which song was she singing about?
  Shen Zhuoxi glanced at the dishes on the table and the wine glass at hand. Her nose was still blocked from the cold and she couldn't smell it. She didn't know if the food or wine was poisoned.
  But if it was poisoned, the people on the table wouldn't all join forces and escape, right?
  Shen Zhuoxi's eyes were unclear and he smiled slightly: "I had some snacks in the afternoon and I'm not hungry yet."
  "If you're not hungry, you're not hungry. You'll be fine if you try a few bites." Dunzhu said, giving Shen Zhuoxi a chopstick of mutton, and said, "Today is a festival after all, let's all have fun together."
  "Since you're here, why don't you eat anything?"
  Shen Zhuoxi stared at the piece of mutton without moving.
  The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. Dunzhu couldn't keep his face off. Just as he was about to speak, the old lady said in a deep voice: "Dunzhu is right. You're here and you still can't move your chopsticks?"
  "Are you still worried that we people will harm you?"
  Having said all this, she couldn't seem petty, so Shen Zhuoxi picked up the chopsticks and tried to take a bite of the mutton.
  "Mutton should be paired with wine." Dunzhu handed her another glass of chrysanthemum wine and said, "Zehuan said that this wine was buried under the osmanthus tree during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. When it comes out this year, it not only has the fragrance of chrysanthemums, but also the fragrance of osmanthus. It’s fragrant.”
  "It was my fault before. I shouldn't have suspected you. I let those rumors spread and so many people were watching. I will also solemnly apologize to you. Let's drink away our grudges."
  "I hope you don't take it to heart. We will still be friends from now on."
  After Dunzhu finished speaking, he didn't give Shen Zhuoxi a chance to refuse. He raised his neck and the whole glass of wine was drained.
  I went to Qingfeng Tower to give gifts before but failed, so I thought of this trick again?
  If she doesn't accept the apology in front of everyone, she will become the one who spends every penny.
  Shen Zhuoxi raised his eyebrows, looked at Dunzhu and said, "Is the princess's apology sincere?"
  "What else do you want, Miss Second?" Dunzhu still held the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were red and he was on the verge of tears: "I went to your Qingfeng Building in the morning, I gave you gifts and apologized, but you didn't accept it."
  "Now, in front of so many people, I have apologized to you. Don't you still believe that I am sincere?"
  The old lady cleared her throat and said: "It seems that Princess Dunzhu really knows that she is wrong. Zhuo Xi, don't hold on to her. There will be many days to come and go."
  "Yes." Shen Zehuan took the opportunity to take over the words and said: "Princess Dunzhu is kind-hearted and blames herself all the time. Second sister, please give her a chance!"
  At a large table, everyone's eyes fell on Shen Zhuoxi.
  It was obvious that she was the one who was almost killed, but at this moment, it seemed that if she didn't let go, she would be the wrong one.
  Shen Zhuoxi wanted to know what Dunzhu was going to do after making such a big circle.
  She took the wine glass and said: "Okay, I believe it, but I can't drink much of this wine. After all, I'm still sick."
  "Okay, okay." Seeing her relent, Dunzhu was afraid that she would regret it, so he said hurriedly: "Just drink less."
  Under everyone's gaze, Shen Zhuoxi took a sip.
  When she put down the wine glass, the table became peaceful again.
  But everyone can imagine that under this peaceful atmosphere, there must be an undercurrent. It just depends on when this undercurrent will erupt!
  (End of this chapter)