My husband is born again

Chapter 855: Lord Zihuang has good eyesight

"Yes, my lord." Qing Yao hesitated, "My lord, if there is danger in the spells of the heavens, forget it..."

"I have my own opinion on this matter, you go back and wait for the news." Ruan Ling said.

Qingyao had no choice but to salute and leave.

Chun'er came in holding a post and said, "Master, this is a post from Wanju Mountain, saying that it is snowing heavily in Wanju Mountain, and invites you to enjoy the snow and drink tea."

"Drinking tea?" Ruan Ling smiled.

It was basically implying that he was short of good wine.

Ruan Ling asks Chun'er to fetch Li Huabai.

Chun'er said: "The master managed to get Lihuabai, there are only three jars left, let's keep one jar for ourselves."

"When did you become so stingy, girl?" Ruan Ling said with a smile, "Bring all three jars."

Although Lihuabai is rare, Zihuangjun's help to her is even more priceless.

She's not so stingy that she can't bear a jar of wine.

Bringing wine, she rode Qiuqiu and stepped on the clear winter air all the way to Wanju Mountain.

Sure enough, it was snowing heavily on Wanju Mountain.

The temperature at the top of the mountain is lower than that at the bottom of the mountain, and there is only sporadic snow at the bottom of the mountain. The mountain is already covered with snow, and heavy snow like goose feathers is falling one after another, which is too beautiful to behold.

Ruan Ling took a deep breath of cold air, feeling a little happy in his heart, and handed Qiuqiu to a farmer at the foot of the mountain to take care of him, and climbed up Wanju Mountain by himself.

Crawling and crawling, she found a few green plums hidden among the mountains and rocks, very attractive.

Ruan Ling became interested, and quickened her pace to climb there, only to find that it was a small octagonal pavilion with two people sitting inside.

Pu Zihuang, the little Taoist Yan Jiu.

They sat face to face, around a table, with barbed wire on it, and a large piece of raw meat hanging on it. They cut a piece of fresh meat with a small knife, put it on the barbed wire, and roasted it with oil sizzling.

Ruan Ling patted the snow on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zihuang and the little Taoist are very happy."

They looked at her together and saw that her hair was covered with snow, so they couldn't help laughing together.

"I don't know, I thought there was an old woman with white hair." Pu Zihuang said.

"I've never seen an old woman with such a beautiful face." Yan Jiu stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and said with a smile, "Ruan Ruan is really beautiful, Zihuang-jun has a good eye."

Pu Zihuang glanced at him.

Yan Jiu smiled and said, "Come on, girl Ruan Ruan, come and sit, there are green plums of excellent quality to enjoy here."

Ruan Ling stomped her feet to shake off the snow from her body and feet, and then walked into the pavilion.

There is no shelter around the pavilion, and it is as warm as spring.

"It's so warm." Ruan Ling patted her cheek and looked at the wire fence, "What kind of meat do you roast?"

"Venison." Yan Jiu took a knife to cut a piece for her.

Ruan Ling said with a smile: "You are welcome, little Taoist priest. I cut and roast it myself, so it is fun to eat."

She cut thin slices from a large piece of venison hanging above, put them on the wire fence, and took out several small bottles.

It contains seasoning such as pepper and salt.

She has been cooking for Pluto before, and she carries all kinds of daily necessities in her bracelet.

"Is this delicious?" Pu Zihuang asked as she watched her sprinkle layer after layer of seasoning on the meat.

"It's definitely not tasty." Little Taoist Yan Jiu shook his head, "Such a big ingredient covers up the original taste of this fresh venison, so what's the point of eating it?"

Ruan Ling ignored them, roasted the meat by herself, sprinkled the ingredients, picked it up with chopsticks, and put it on a small plate.

(End of this chapter)