Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 98 Making Zongzi with Master
Feng Shijin has been busy since the morning. The glutinous rice was soaked the night before, and the zong leaves were washed and soaked in water the day before. She was only responsible for making other fillings.

Jun Qianji occasionally lends a hand to help.

In previous years, there was no need to ask Jun Qianji for help, but this year there were a lot of zongzi wrapped. When Feng Shijin started making zongzi, Jun Qianji also sat beside her and began to make them decently.The zongzi he made were just like his people, meticulous in every detail, and the threads were tied firmly and neatly, each one was very beautiful, unlike Feng Shijin's, who made zongzi of different sizes and shapes.

Feng Shijin turned his head to look at Jun Qianji's way of making zongzi, and couldn't understand it.Some people have been making zongzi for several years, while some are just learning it for the first time. Why are some people so gifted to make zongzi so beautifully?When Jun Qianji was tying the thread, Feng Shijin stared at it intently. His slender fingers were white and moist, and his fingering moved around, and soon formed a knot. The round fingertips were slightly oily, and they didn't feel dirty at all. It's dirty, but it has a... well, a different style.

It's like letting a man like Jun Qianji go in and out of the kitchen with a smell of oily smoke on his body, which is also exciting.Feng Shijin sighed in admiration in his heart, it's a pity, it's a pity, the master is the national teacher, otherwise, he would be more famous than Su Guyan in Shangjing, and the women who admired him would definitely be able to go around the Jin Dynasty three times if they held hands. lock up.

Cough, the three laps mentioned here are not the three laps.The three laps... At this time, he was squatting on the ground, full of energy, picking up the glutinous rice and other fillings that the master and apprentice accidentally dropped from making rice dumplings.

Jun Qianji didn't want to mix the zongzi made by herself with Fengshijin's and put them in the same basin.Feng Shijin said with some resentment: "Master, do you dislike the ugly rice dumplings made by disciples?"

Jun Qianji glanced at her pot, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he was really handsome, and said, "It's nothing."

However, when the dumplings were finished and cooked, Jun Qianji actually distributed the beautiful rice dumplings he made to the boys in the National Teacher's Mansion who hadn't returned home for reunion, while he only ate the ugly rice dumplings made by Feng Shijin.Feng Shijin complained even more: "Master, why don't you feed us beautiful ones instead of ugly ones?"

Jun Qianji said: "Regardless of beauty or ugliness, the taste inside is the same." He gave Feng Shijin two beautiful ones: "If you want to eat the ones made by the teacher, these two are for you."

Two of them were very happy to eat Feng Shijin, and their grievances were less. After thinking about it, they figured it out again. Seeing Jun Qianji eating the ugly rice dumplings made by himself very deliciously, he said: "Teacher understands." Yes, Master has worked so hard!"

Jun Qianji paused: "What good intentions?"

Feng Shijin said: "Little juniors will never think that Master also makes zongzi. They all think that it is made by disciples. Master gives the good-looking ones to junior disciples. Master is saving face for disciples. Otherwise, let them know The apprentice is so ugly, it must be a joke."

Jun Qianji raised his eyebrows, continued to eat, and said, "Of course, you can understand it that way."

Later, Feng Shijin was fed up, and lay in the shade of Huai Huai while rubbing his belly, unable to digest his food all afternoon.Jun Qianji thoughtfully cooked sweet soup for her with hawthorn, and she felt much better after drinking it.

In the evening, Jun Qianji was going to the palace for a banquet.He didn't want to attend the Duanyang Festival palace banquet, but the emperor asked him to go by name, and Concubine De heard that she had palpitations and dreams recently and feared that she might be filthy, so she specially wanted to take this opportunity to ask the national teacher for advice.

Jun Qianji naturally wouldn't take Feng Shijin to the palace.

Before leaving, Feng Shijin was still lying under the tree and squinting his eyes comfortably. He stood beside Feng Shijin, looked at her quietly for a while with lowered eyebrows, and suddenly said: "Shijin, as a teacher, I want to enter Go to the palace, you will have dinner at home alone."

Feng Shijin opened her eyes. She still remembered that Liu Yunchu made an appointment with her to come to see her at night to watch the dragon boat race on the Qinchu River, and she was struggling with how to tell Jun Qianji. According to Jun Qianji's temperament, it was probably Maybe she won't agree to go out with Liu Yunchu, but now it's all right, once the master enters the palace, she will be free.

Feng Shijin suppressed the slight joy in his heart, and said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I know how to handle dinner at home."

"Don't eat zongzi anymore."

"Okay, don't eat or eat."

"If you don't feel hungry, come back as soon as possible for the teacher and get you something to eat."

Feng Shijin said: "Master, you don't have to worry about the disciple, the disciple knows it himself. Go quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you miss the hour."

Jun Qianji paused for a moment, standing still in front of his eyes like a mountain, and said: "The street is a bit lively tonight, and I will take you to the street to have a look when Master comes back."

Feng Shijin was taken aback for a moment, smiled all over his face, and bent his eyes: "Okay."

Afterwards, Jun Qianji gave a few more words of advice and left. When he walked out of the yard, he seemed to think of something again. He slightly raised his head and turned sideways, looked at Feng Shijin under the tree and said, "By the way, you can't go out with Liu Yunchu alone."

Feng Shijin said awkwardly: "Yes, Master." Shit, does Master know how to read minds, how can he know what she is thinking.

After Jun Qianji left, Feng Shijin lay alone for a while. She thought that Master would come back early tonight and take her to the street. If Liu Yunchu came to the street with her first, wouldn't she be able to be with Master went to the street together?So she began to struggle again, whether to go with Liu Yunchu or with the master?Liu Yunchu agreed first, wouldn't it be good to let him go?But she hasn't visited the night market on Shangjing Street with her master yet... Otherwise, it's better to release Liu Yunchu's pigeons?
Unknowingly, the sky dimmed, and the clouds gradually faded away. The palace should be bright and beautiful.When Feng Shijin broke free from the entanglement, he realized that it was already so late, and Liu Yunchu hadn't come yet.

In the past, when Liu Yunchu asked her out, he would show up in the evening and throw small stones into her yard.Feng Shijin waited for a long time, but there was no movement by the wall.

Just when she was a little confused, a little boy said loudly outside the yard: "Elder Sister, someone is looking for you outside the door."

Feng Shijin sat up from the reclining chair, subconsciously thinking that it was Liu Yunchu who had come.He actually went back to the front door.

Feng Shijin got up and walked out of the courtyard, walking towards the main gate.Well, Feng Shijin made a decision, no matter whether he walked through the main entrance or the side entrance, she would reject Liu Yunchu.

Anyway, Liu Yunchu has a thick skin and is not afraid of being rejected, and there will still be opportunities in the future.But with Master, there may not be so many opportunities.

However, Feng Shijin walked to the gate and took a look, but there was no sign of Liu Yunchu.On the contrary, behind the stone pillar next to it, there is a figure of a woman.Under the twilight, Feng Shijin recognized her, and was a little surprised: "Shuang'er?"

(End of this chapter)