Farmers small businesswoman

Two rabbits, Gu Wanzhou in accordance with the previous practice, stuffed in the stomach with seasoning, and then spread oil and seasoning on the skin, grilled on the fire.

Three pheasants, two pieces fried, one stewed thick chicken soup.

There is a wild pigeon, Gu Wanzhou thought Yan Xiaoran, stewed.

However, Gu Wanzhou's small kitchen was built when she came in. There was only one pot. In addition, her previous life was more difficult, and now she didn't have many kitchen utensils, so she had to borrow some from Yan Xiaoran.

"Luxury, too luxury."

Gu Wanzhou looks at the exquisite kitchen utensils. Gu Wanzhou once again laments Yan Xiaoran's wealth and luxury, and at the same time stimulates her determination to make money.

Several game in Gu Wanzhou's hard work, began to spread a strong aroma.

Looking at the fragrant fried chicken just out of the pot, the burnt rabbit meat, and the chicken soup and pigeon soup in the casserole, Gu Wanzhou felt extremely happy.

"Brother bodyguard, come to dinner!"

Gu Wanzhou yelled at the guards on guard.

But the bodyguards didn't move.

Gu Wanzhou went to the bodyguard at his door and said eagerly, "elder brother bodyguard, I made delicious food. Come and eat together."

The bodyguard smelled the charming aroma, and the greedy insects in his stomach had been swimming all over his body for a long time.

"It's my duty. I can't leave without permission. Thank you for your kindness."

The bodyguard said difficultly.

"It's just a meal. Don't you have time to eat?"

Gu Wanzhou said inconceivably that your son didn't let his servants eat. Is that too exploitative?

But thinking of the evil old society, he turned back to the kitchen, filled a bowl of stewed pigeons and came to Yan Xiaoran's room.

But he was stopped by the boy at the door, "let me give you a notice first."

The boy said respectfully.

"Cut, come to this small broken village, the shelf is still so big."

Gu Wanzhou muttered in his heart, but his face was very natural.

After a while, the boy led Gu Wanzhou into the house.

Yan Xiaoran sits upright at the dining table, still wearing a mask. It is obvious that Gu Wanzhou's arrival interrupts Yan Xiaoran's meal.

"Thank you for your game. I stewed pigeon soup and served you a bowl."

Gu Wanzhou puts pigeon soup in front of Yan Xiaoran.

Through the mask, Gu Wanzhou can't see Yan Xiaoran's expression. He doesn't move. The little guy around him skillfully takes out the silver needle and begins to test the poison.

Gu Wanzhou's eyebrows and eyes jumped.

"Childe, no poison."

To see the silver needle no response, the little guy respectfully way.

Yan Xiaoran nodded.

Gu Wanzhou then said, "I'm your doctor in charge. How can I harm you? But you give me too much game. I can't eat it all by myself. There's a lot left. If you want to give it to your bodyguard, won't you not allow it? "

"Of course. I'll try it for you first."

Gu Wanzhou saw that Yan Xiaoran agreed. He immediately went back to his small kitchen and tore off a large piece of roast rabbit meat and a bowl of Chicken Soup for Yan Xiaoran.

"There is another fried chicken, but I put pepper. You are a patient and can't eat it for the time being. The chicken soup tastes good too. It's just for you."

Yan Xiaoran can't help picking his eyebrows and mending them for him?

Gu Wanzhou finished, waiting for Yan Xiaoran to speak.

But Yan Xiaoran kept silent.

Or one side of the boy, respectfully said to Gu Wanzhou: "doctor Gu, this rabbit is not complete, my son does not eat, do you have a complete roast rabbit?"

Gu Wanzhou is depressed in his heart. Who are these people? Some of them eat well. Well, they are picky and tolerant. Are they not complete ones?

However, after seeing Yan Xiaoran's disgusting look at the rabbit, Gu Wanzhou went to fetch the complete roast rabbit.

"Thank you, Dr. Gu. My son is going to eat. Please give way. When my son finishes eating, he will give the food to the guards outside

Gu Wanzhou couldn't help it any longer and turned his head and strode into his own room.

"Who the hell is that?"

make complaints about a large bite of rabbit meat, eating and tucking up.

though she did not make complaints about the food, she also knew that the ancient family had a lot of food and drink, and the people often used to give them the reward and the food. It was also normal for Yan Xiaoran to do so in this society.

"But who is Yan Xiaoran?"

Gu Wanzhou's heart began to murmur.

Although she didn't know about the Lu family in Yucheng, she also heard that the whole Yucheng was the territory of the Lu family. The Lu family was so powerful that they were all respectful to the noble son. His real identity was definitely not a merchant.Gu Wanzhou thought while eating, but her life experience is very limited, and she has the most knowledge at the county level. If she wants to infer more things from Yan Xiaoran, she really has no clue.

"No matter what, I'll treat my illness well and earn money well."

After Gu Wanzhou had a good meal, she heard that the bodyguard outside also began to eat, so she took the fried chicken and chicken soup she had left for the bodyguard.

The bodyguards beamed, "thank you, doctor gu!"

"It's really delicious. I've never tasted delicious food, but it's the first time I've tasted such delicious food."

After that, the bodyguard was bumped by two bodyguards around him. The bodyguard realized that he had said something wrong and was trying to explain it. But Gu Wanzhou already laughed and boasted, "that's not my dishes. Even if you travel all over the world, you may not be able to eat them."

"Well, we'll have a good time."

Yan Xiaoran listens to Gu Wanzhou and the bodyguards talking and laughing in the room, and then remembers the estrangement when talking with himself, which makes him depressed.

But he couldn't call the little widow himself, which made him extremely depressed.

But the mood of the big ups and downs, let him suddenly wake up.

What's the matter with him? How can he have mood swings for a little widow one after another? It's not normal.

"Maybe she's so funny that I can't help paying more attention to her. Besides, I still need her to help me with my injuries. Paying more attention to this little widow is complementary and natural. "

Yan Xiaoran comforts himself.

But he also knew that the reason was far fetched, but he could not think of any other reason besides this, and his mood was more depressed.

The next day, Lu Ying came to the house again and brought Yan Xiaoran's diet.