Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 194
At this time, her eyes fell on Wushuang. Wushuang is fifteen this year, and she just passed Jiji a while ago. It seems that she is the age of the young girl Huaichun. Heroic and hearty, his appearance is very handsome and pleasing.

I don't know who is the one she likes, Jing Ming or Jing Hong?
"Miss, why are you here?" Qiaolan, who was standing aside and putting the fish that Jing Ming had brought into the basket, had just stood up when she noticed the graceful and elegant figure under the elm tree not far away.

"I've been here for a while, and I'm so happy to see you all, I didn't dare to come forward to disturb you."

"Miss is talking sarcastic again. Look, there are so many fish. Brothers Jing Ming and Jing Hong inserted so many fish because they knew that Miss likes to eat fish." Wushuang stepped forward and pointed at Qiaolan's hand. basket.

"Hehe, I was thinking that this lady should marry Wushuang as soon as possible, otherwise, she would have turned her elbows out by now." Xia Qingge said, his eyes did not forget to glance at Jing Ming and Jing Hong.

Wushuang's face burned red in an instant, her complexion was shy and timid, she had always been carefree, lively and lovely, but now she lowered her head to her chest like an ostrich.

"Miss, don't make fun of the servant, the servant plans to follow you for the rest of his life."

Xia Qingge stared at Jing Ming, and finally looked away with a chuckle. When she said this just now, Jing Ming's eyes lit up obviously, as if he had noticed Xia Qingge's scrutiny eyes, and then an unnatural flash across his face However, Jing Hong's face was as calm as usual, without any change.

Xia Qingge sighed inwardly, this Jing Hong's introverted and resolute personality is not the same as Jing Tian's pure wooden temperament, it's fine if Wushuang likes Jing Ming, who has an extroverted personality, but if he likes Jing Hong, I'm afraid of this There is still a long way to go.

Glancing at Wushuang's ostrich-like posture, Xia Qingge chuckled softly, "Okay, you can stay by my side. I plan to be an old lady forever, but fortunately, you can also be old girls with me forever."

"Well, the lady will not marry, and the servants will not marry." Wu Shuang followed up with the promise honestly.

Xia Qingge twitched the corners of her lips, and didn't say much, it was just a joke. She really didn't plan to get married in the future, but she couldn't delay the lifelong events of these girls.

"Okay, let's go back after cleaning up the fish. After dinner later, let's continue on our way." As he spoke, Xia Qingge raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, secretly complacent. It's time to lose.

On such a day, she did not believe that it would rain suddenly.

"Good lady." Wushuang and Qiaolan lifted a basket of fish to a big rock by the river. The stone was smooth and flat. The two squatted down, took the dagger they were carrying, and handled it carefully.

Xia Qingge was bored standing idle, but fortunately, he walked over and knelt down to help.

But just as she took out a fish from the basket, Qiaolan snatched it away: "Miss, you are so delicate and expensive, how can you do such a thing?"

At this time, Jing Ming and Jing Hong, who had already put on their shoes, also walked towards this side.

"Let the subordinates do it. The subordinates are used to living in the wild on weekdays, and they are very good at these things."

Xia Qingge cast a glance at them all by himself, and then stubbornly refused: "No, I want to get one myself."

As he spoke, he took the knife and skillfully scraped off the fish scales.

Seeing that she persisted, it was not good for everyone to continue to persuade her, but Qiaolan would pay attention to her movements from time to time, for fear that a knife accidentally scraping fish scales would hurt her hands.

After about a quarter of an hour, the five big fish were finally dealt with with the concerted efforts of several people.

Qiaolan and Wushuang carried the basket together, Jing Ming and Jing Hong each chopped a large bundle of dry firewood, and the group walked leisurely towards the gazebo.

When they arrived at the gazebo, there was no sign of Murong Yu in the gazebo. Presumably, Sedum's persuasion had an effect, the guy who thought he was an iron fighter was finally willing to go to rest in the carriage.

"Miss, should we eat this fish grilled or stewed?" Wushuang looked down at the fish in the basket and asked lightly.

"Of course I ate it stewed. Otherwise, why would I ask you to bring those things? Go to the carriage and take out the condiments we brought. Jing Ming, your lightness skill is better. Take the pot on the carriage and fetch it for a while." The pot of clean water is here, today, Miss Ben is going to show off her skills, and I will treat you well." Xia Qingge's expression was bright, as if he was in a very happy mood.

She glanced at the incomparably luxurious carriage, and a calculated smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Later, she will definitely bring back all the face she lost by Murong Yu's side these days.

"Miss, you want to cook fish for us?" Qiaolan was surprised.

"Yeah, what's the matter? What's that expression on each of you? Don't believe me?" Xia Qingge's eyes rolled, scanning the expressions of them one by one.

All four of them were full of disbelief, and Jing Ming's expression was even more obvious. He lowered his head, staring at the basket of fish on the stone table with regret, and mourned silently in his heart. I don't know what it smells like?
"No, the main reason is that this servant doesn't remember that miss you can cook." Wushuang spoke first honestly. She spent the longest time by Xia Qingge's side. When she was at the Zhuangzi in the western suburbs, although she and Xichun were only second-class maids, miss They still knew about their daily life. They never remembered that the lady had cooked, let alone heard that the lady had the habit of cooking. Wushuang secretly guessed that the lady might not even know the names of the vegetables, right?

Xia Qingge was stunned for a moment. She remembered that Xia Qingge really didn't seem to know how to cook anything. In fact, Bai Xue couldn't cook either, but she ate a lot of good food in her previous life, so she could naturally understand the entire cooking process.

Moreover, today she intends to show off her skills to Murong Yu, so she can't lose face no matter what.

"Don't worry about it, I will do it if I say I can do it. I read a cookbook on a whim a while ago, and I plan to follow the above method today."

"Qiaolan, Wushuang, the two of you take out the things I asked you to prepare last night. Brother Jinghong and Jiang Cheng, you two help chop this fish into pieces."

"Yes."

Although a few people were full of doubts, after Xia Qingge gave orders, no one dared to neglect them.

But after a while, Jing Ming came back with a half pot of water, Qiaolan and Wushuang followed Xia Qingge's instructions, and placed the condiments prepared last night on the stone table.

Xia Qingge lowered her head and checked. The basic seasonings and auxiliary dishes for making spicy hot pot are basically complete. Although she has never seen how they make it, she has eaten it many times. If she cooks it according to the method in memory Shouldn't be an issue.

(End of this chapter)