pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 205 Is this a life of poverty?
Song Qingge went into the house to cook, and the three men were talking outside. After a while, there was no sound in the yard. They must have followed Xiao Jinyi up the mountain.

Hao Qingfeng actually bought pork, beef, and mutton with a penny, and there was a lot of each of them. You can't buy so much with a penny. I don't know how he did it.

"Miss, you see we picked up a lot of firewood."

Xiao Jinyi ran back first, and happily pulled Song Qingge to look out.

Hao Qingfeng followed Xiao Jinyi, threw the firewood on the ground and lay on it. Zhang Baochen had short legs and walked very slowly. He also carried some firewood on his back and dragged it back with difficulty.

"Sister, sister, look quickly, Xiaobao helped you collect firewood."

He felt that Song Qingge was very kind to Xiao Jinyi, so he wanted to call him Xiaobao, and hoped that Song Qingge would be as good to Xiao Jinyi as he was to Xiao Jinyi.

"Mistress, look quickly, he only collected so much firewood, it's not enough to cook a meal." Xiao Jinyi didn't think that Zhang Baochen was a brat, and he had to let him do everything.

In this family, Zhang Baochen really doesn't get any special treatment.

"Okay, you are the best, go and take them to wash their hands and eat."

Seeing Xiao Jinyi showing off to the two people outside the door, Song Qingge smiled faintly. She found that it would be good for Hao Qingfeng and Zhang Baochen to live in. Xiao Jinyi would be happier with playmates.

"Huh? What is this?"

After entering the room, Hao Qingfeng looked at the table full of meat and vegetables and asked curiously.

"Sister, do you all eat raw? Does Baochen want to eat cooked dishes?" Zhang Baochen jumped on the chair, his face full of embarrassment.

"Stupid! My lady, look at them, they are so stupid, they don't even know about hot pot."

Naturally, Xiao Jinyi would not miss any opportunity to show off, and he had never eaten hot pot, but Song Qingge told him about it, and he could guess it right away.

"Dabao is right. It's a hot pot. You can put your favorite meat in the pot and eat it when it's cooked." Song Qingge picked up a piece of mutton as a demonstration. After it was cooked, he dipped it in seasoning and gave it to Xiao Jinyi.

"Sister, I want to eat too."

Seeing the meat Song Qingge fed to Xiao Jinyi, Zhang Baochen protested.

"My lady won't give it to you. If you want to eat it, make it yourself." Xiao Jinyi smiled more and more complacently.

Hao Qingfeng didn't care so much, a pair of small eyes were shining, staring at the meat on the table and drooling, "Not bad! Really good!"

Four people eat hot pot around the table, which has a different kind of warmth in this cold weather.

The more troublesome thing is that the table is too small, only one brazier can be placed. After eating for a while, the temperature of the brazier drops, and a new brazier needs to be brought. Song Qingge thinks that she should study how to burn charcoal.

Even so, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the three, and they ate very happily.

"Sister, is this the farm experience grandma said? Why do I think the food in the village is better than at home?"

Zhang Baochen frowned while eating, he didn't understand the poor people mentioned in the book by his grandparents... In his opinion, where is this poor?

"Hahahaha... came here to experience the life of a farmer? Hahahaha... kid, I told you, I think I went to eat every day in the capital... It's not as good as here, those snacks, all kinds of fresh dishes... ...Emperor is not as good as Brother Dabao."

Hao Qingfeng kept laughing while eating meat.

Although what he said was a bit exaggerated, they were similar. The cooks in the palace might not know what Song Qingge could cook.

(End of this chapter)