Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 888 Huai City
Originally, Xuan Zhen wanted to go forward and have a good argument with Su Ming, so that he would not open his eyes and talk nonsense, but when he caught sight of Yan Qinghe's sudden gaze from the corner of his eye, he subconsciously paused.

"Master Xuan, your grilled fish is done." The stagnant atmosphere was interrupted by Yun Yiyi indifferently.

Xuan Zhen turned his head, the fish on the grill was glowing a faint golden color, he quickly turned around and turned the string over.

Just at this time, a light breeze came from the forest, and the smell of fish was scattered everywhere.

The guards couldn't help swallowing, they were active and consumed a lot of energy, and the roast chicken Chen Ci gave them was just an appetizer, and the smell of fish made them even more greedy.

Even Su Ming, who was confronting Xuan Zhen just now, couldn't help looking forward at this moment. Fortunately, he still remembered to support Chen Ci, and he didn't exaggerate like the guards, but smacked his lips from time to time .

Chunying buried her head in eating the roast chicken in her hand, she was admiring Chen Ci's craftsmanship in her heart, when suddenly a gust of wind rushed over, and the astonished smell of fish made her subconsciously move her nose.

She looked up at the grill, and Xuanzhen was blowing a bunch of grilled fish. On the grill next to it, a layer of green onion was sprinkled on it, reflecting the grilled fish dripping with oil, it looked particularly appetizing.

Chunying suddenly remembered the taste of her first time eating her wife's grilled fish, and she stared uncontrollably at the skewer of grilled fish in Xuanzhen's hand.

Seemingly sensing Chunying's scorching gaze, Xuanzhen raised his head and smiled: "If you change your mind, girl, you are welcome to trade fish with me at any time."

Chunying pressed her tongue against her palate, glanced at Chen Ci who was expressionless, coughed lightly and lowered her head: "Who said I'm going to change, I just want to see..."

Xuan Zhen shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and walked to Yun Yiyi with three skewers of grilled fish. He squatted down and handed over two skewers of fish: "I don't know the surnames of Madam and Your Excellency. This is to thank the two for giving me the seasoning." in return."

Yun Yiyi glanced at it, and before she could do anything, Yan Qinghe took it over first, one skewer on the left and the other on the right, and took a big bite of a piece of fish, watching him chewing with a blank expression, with a hint of ruthlessness flashing across his brows Xuan Zhen looked at it and felt that what was eaten was not fish, but his head.

He was taken aback by his own thought, and his fingers trembled unconsciously.

"Thank you Mr. Xuan for your kindness. My husband's surname is Yan. You can call me Mrs. Yan. I have been allergic to fish since I was a child, so I have to trouble my husband to eat it. As you can see, my husband likes this skewer of fish you grilled very much." Yun Yiyi suppressed a smile and finished this sentence. In fact, she likes to eat fish very much, but in order not to touch Yan Qinghe's sensitive nerves, she had no choice but to feel wronged.

Xuan Zhen didn't understand what she meant, so he pretended to be ignorant and said with a dry smile: "Master Yan just likes it."

He saw sharply that there was a small wooden stool next to him, and he sat on the side eating grilled fish.

Yan Qinghe gritted his teeth: "I don't know why Mr. Xuan came here?"

"I heard that Xuanji Pavilion held a competition in Huaicheng, so I came to see it out of curiosity." Xuan Zhen didn't seem to feel the other party's dislike, and smiled very frankly.

Yun Yiyi and Yan Qinghe glanced at each other, Xuanji Pavilion had announced this to the world, so it's not surprising that this person knew about it.

They left early, and they were busy along the way, but they didn't inquire about Huaicheng. Could it be that during this period, there are people like him coming to Huaicheng?
Both of them could see the seriousness in each other's eyes. Naturally, the fewer people there are in competitions, the better.

"I see you two are also going to Huai City, right?" Xuan Zhen gnawed off one side of the fish, turned it over and looked at them.

A murderous intent flashed in Yan Qinghe's eyes. Except for acquaintances who knew about their itinerary, no one else had told them. This person named their purpose bluntly as soon as he came up, which made him doubt the other party's intentions.

"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm not just following you guys." Xuan Zhen threw the fish on the plate after eating the fish, feeling the dangerous aura on Yan Qinghe's body, he joked, "On the way, I saw a lot of people like you Such a person with a large cart full of luggage will always go to Huai City when he asks, it seems that the Xuanji Pavilion competition is quite big."

He rubbed his chin: "Looking at your appearance, it must be your first time in Huaicheng. Why don't you join me so that I can tell you about Huaicheng."

Yan Qinghe looked at him coldly, and said that he was not following them.

"Alright." Yun Yiyi pressed Yan Qinghe's hand, and said softly, "Mr. Xuan is from Huaicheng?"

"Oh, I've been here a few times, and I know a lot more about the affairs of this city than you. Take this Xuanji Pavilion as an example. Twenty years ago, it was the king of the rivers and lakes." Xuan Zhen waved his hand boldly, as if the country was under his control middle.

Yun Yiyi lowered her eyes: "I think Mr. Xuan is outstanding in appearance, extraordinary..."

Xuan Zhen stroked his temples subconsciously, deeply convinced of this, and then heard her continue: "You only have a face in your twenties, how did you know what happened 20 years ago?"

I heard that Xuanji Pavilion has disappeared for more than 20 years, and few of the previous generation would mention it. Even she and Yan Qinghe were informed by the emperor. This person is not very old, how did he know?

"Ah... well..." Xuan Zhen rubbed his nose, "I also heard it from hearsay, um, hearsay...don't take it seriously..."

The corners of Yun Yiyi's lips slightly raised: "Since Mr. Xuan just said it casually, let's just listen to it."

Seeing that Yun Yiyi didn't follow this topic closely, Xuan Zhen turned his face away and let out a deep breath.

"Can Mr. Lao Xuan tell us about Huai City?" Yun Yiyi asked unhurriedly.

Xuanzhen turned his head, talking endlessly: "It's easy to say... easy to say... If you want to talk about this Huaicheng, there are two places that you must go to. The first is the food street on the East Street. You have eaten, and you have not eaten. , those who fly in the sky and those who run on the ground are all in this street, followed by the restaurants and singing houses on Zhennan Street, the wine there is mellow and fragrant, and the girls are all beautiful and charming..."

Yun Yiyi was engrossed in listening to it. She rarely had the opportunity to learn about the customs and customs of other places. It was very interesting to hear it this way.

The more Yan Qinghe listened, the less it was a matter. What he was talking about, he looked at Yun Yiyi's obsessed look, and interrupted Xuanzhen's words with a sullen face: "It's getting late, if you want to be with us, hurry up Take a rest and get on the road tomorrow morning."

Xuan Zhen looked at the gradually darkening sky, shrugged his shoulders, walked to another place, picked some surrounding firewood and started to light a fire for warmth.

Yun Yiyi looked back regretfully, and saw that Yan Qinghe was unhappy and needed someone to coax written on his face, so he couldn't help but smiled: "I just want to know the general information about Huai City, well, this person has already left, you want to Do you keep making bad faces at me?"

Only then did Yan Qinghe regain his composure, and ordered Chunzhu: "Go find some firewood before it's completely dark."

Chunzhu responded, and ordered a few guards nearby to go together, Chen Ci's eyes picked up, and he glanced at Xuanzhen who was burning the fire, and stood guard not far from him.

One is to prevent the other party from doing anything, and the other is to look at him casually.

Chunzhu quickly came over with a large pile of firewood, found an open space, and started to light a fire.

Yan Qinghe put on a coat for Yun Yiyi, and pressed his wrist tightly against the edge of the coat to prevent the wind from blowing into it.

After the fire was lit, Yan Qinghe walked to the side with her half in his arms. It was really inconvenient to light a fire in the carriage. Fortunately, Yun Yiyi had already thought of this, and she specially asked someone to bring a few stoves. Put it in the stove when the fire is slowly dying out, and it can also be used to warm your hands.

In the middle of the night, only a few guards on shift were still standing around and patrolling, while the others were resting by the fire.

Yun Yiyi slowly fell asleep leaning on Yan Qinghe's shoulder, perhaps because the position was uncomfortable, she woke up a few times in the middle.

Seeing this, Yan Qinghe ordered someone to put some freshly extinguished firewood in the stove, cover it, and put it into the carriage.

Afterwards, he carried Yun Yiyi into the carriage, and put her flat in the carriage. Fortunately, the space was big enough and she was petite enough, so it wasn't too crowded. But in this way, he didn't have much space, so he could only Concisely, barely fell asleep.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning diffused down through the car curtain that was not protected from light, a shadow was formed under Yun Yiyi's slender eyelashes, she slowly opened her eyes, and she blinked when she saw the towering car roof In the blink of an eye, the memory has not come back.

There was a warm touch from her hand, Yun Yiyi looked sideways, Yan Qinghe curled up, curled up at her other end, her hand was still tightly grasping her hanging left hand.

Yun Yiyi's heart softened, she gently opened his tightly clenched fingers with her right hand, stood up carefully, and stretched out his curled limbs.

She glanced around, and covered him with the thin quilt that had slipped from her body.

When Yun Yiyi opened the curtain, his voice came from behind: "Yiyi."

She looked back, Yan Qinghe's lips moved slightly, and he called out dreamily: "Yiyi..."

"Well, I'm here." Yun Yiyi said softly.

Yan Qinghe felt more at ease now, and didn't call her by her name again.

Yun Yiyi lifted the curtain lightly, caught a glimpse of the extinguished stove out of the corner of her eye, bent over and took it out.

The fire was relatively close to the quilts, and she was afraid that Yan Qinghe would bump into it accidentally when he woke up.

Seeing Yun Yiyi getting off the carriage, Chunying was a little surprised: "Madam, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

"I can't sleep when I wake up, I'll get up and walk." Yun Yiyi smiled as she thought of Yan Qinghe who was curled up.

Chunying didn't suspect him, so she brought a mouthwash, salt and a spittoon and waited for him.

"Chen Ci is still cooking, Madam may have to wait first."

Yun Yiyi nodded: "Go and do your work, I'll do it myself."

Yun Yiyi has always disliked being touched by others, and Chunying also knew her habits, so she glanced at the toiletries, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, she went to help Chen Ci cook.

"Ma'am, this appliance is quite a novelty." Xuan Zhen came to her side at some point, watched her take out the toothbrush from the toilet bag, and said in surprise.

Yun Yiyi glanced back, saw that he kept a safe distance, and said slowly: "It's not a rare thing, if you like it, I have a new one here, I can give you one."

"Then...how dare you..." Xuanzhen put on airs, and he rubbed the seasoning...

Even though he said so, his eyes kept looking into the toilet bag.

Yun Yiyi just took out a new toothbrush from the toilet bag, seeing him like this, she looked at him with a half-smile: "Young Master Xuan really don't want it?"

She lifted the toothbrush, and Xuan Zhen's eyeballs followed. After a while, he coughed lightly and said, "Since it's Madam's kind intention, I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Yun Yiyi raised her eyebrows, but said nothing about his style.

As soon as she raised her wrist, the toothbrush was handed over directly. Just as Xuan Zhen was about to take it, a slender finger flicked slightly, and the toothbrush fell into that strong hand.

At the same time, Yan Qinghe's voice came to his ears: "Yiyi, isn't this the new toothbrush you made for me? How can you give it to someone else?"

(End of this chapter)