The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"I took this token, but I don't think I can use it for the time being."

Secretly touch around and take a look. Jiang qianxia shook his hand and threw it away. The bandit token with a wolf's head swirled in the air and suddenly disappeared.

Blinking, Jiang qianxia padded up her toes and hugged boundless shoulder. She said with a smile, "it's boundless. Don't you want me to have more titles as a cottage lady?"

Boundless understand, calm down, put the unicorn Ghost Head token into his arms, pursed his mouth and smiled, attracted the country and the city.

He still couldn't bear to see his little cook close to other "men". Guli ate and tore her off the boundless body, took her into his arms and walked to the yard.

The highlight of new year's Eve is in the evening, so at noon, we eat casually and refrain from drinking more. We simply eat and continue to be busy preparing.

"Shallow summer! You have to wear new clothes for the new year. Where did you put our new clothes?"

The Ranger in rags and linen took off only a crotch cloth in the yard, and the naked were not ashamed. Several people occupied a yard. They were unwilling to soak in the hot spring, so they liked to pack heroic cold water in the cold wind drilling into their bones.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha" cleaned up, but found that his rags had been secretly picked up and thrown away by the servant. A group of people could only jump and shout with their arms.

With Mrs. Tang in her arms and a soft fur on her body, Jiang qianxia leaned lazily on the door, glanced at the embarrassed rangers with a big stab, and the cat's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Just now I asked you to do a good wash, but each of you didn't like it? Now you know you need clothes to wear?"

With no clothes on her, the Rangers were embarrassed to run. They had to hold back and let her run for a long time before they changed into a straight Royal dress.

He slapped several Rangers on the back. Jiang qianxia looked around and said, "where are those smelly boys in my family? Why haven't you seen any?"

"Your brother said it would be fun to have a firecracker during the Chinese New Year. There's nothing to sell here, so he took Jiang Wenjie to do it now, and everyone else followed suit."

"Oh, artillery..."

Jiang qianxia, who didn't care much, took a few steps and suddenly stopped.

"You said that everyone else had gone to join in the fun. Did this other person include xun'er???"

"Yes, it was the little prince who ordered Jiang Wenjie to follow."

“……”

Shaking twice, Jiang qianxia held his last hope and said shakily, "which way did they go..."

"Are you stupid? Where else can you go except to your arsenal?"

The returning Ranger hugged other people's shoulders and left. Jiang qianxia was in a trance for a long time and suddenly discouraged.

"Moon man."

"Lovely little lamb, don't worry. If Daqian's Prince is accidentally killed, I'll take you back to Dayue immediately ~"

Once again, Jiang qianxia pushed and kicked the man on the roof, jumping and roaring.

"You know how serious the matter is, don't stop! Hurry up and roll away, and get me Li Xun's little rabbit boy! He's not sure who has the final say today."

Dare not provoke the violent Jiang qianxia, the moon man touched his nose, jumped and ran away.

A moment later, Li Xun, who was picked up by the moon man and kept struggling and scolding, was thrown in front of Jiang qianxia like a rabbit by the moon man.

Gao Quan followed him expressionless and threw jiang qianxia a "well done" look.

Seeing Jiang qianxia's black face, Li Xun didn't dare to go crazy. He subconsciously shrunk his neck and showed a flattering smile. The back of his head attracted two slaps from his husband.

"Your Highness, have you come to me to play with authority?"

The gentleman who raised his eyebrows and raised his voice looked terrible

With a bitter face and the back of his head, Li Xun said weakly, "Sir, when did xun'er dare to play with you... Obviously, you taught me every time..."

Another slap, and the voice was colder.

"If you don't dare to shake your prestige with me, you dare to shout at Wenjie and grandpa Gao?"

Li Xun really doesn't know how to answer. Jiang Wenjie is the son of a sinner. He is a big prince. Why can't he ask him to do something?

As for Gao Quan, there is no problem. He is a slave of his family!

Seeing that he was not aware of his mistake, Jiang qianxia narrowed his cat's eyes, looked down at him and said faintly, "xun'er, remember, you are the prince in the palace. Here, you are just my useless student."

"When you need to think about things from the perspective of the royal family, you are the prince. At other times, you have no privilege around me."

"If you can't understand, keep it in mind. If you can't remember, don't stay with me."

Such words are already very strict. Although they sound much more "gentle" than the slapping and the strange run just now, Li Xun's eyes are red.

With a flat mouth, Putong knelt down. Li Xun pitifully raised his eyes and said, "Xun Er is wrong. You shouldn't force senior brother Wenjie to do artillery with the identity of Prince..."

He picked him up unhappily and patted the ash on his robe. Jiang qianxia said angrily again: "you know it's wrong! Is that a place where you can play casually? If you're not careful, do you think we should wipe our necks together or just fall into the grass as a bandit?"

"... sir, you are doubting my skill."

Jiang Wenjie came, and his hands were quite natural and unrestrained. The people behind him, from brother Qian to ghost one and ghost two, were happily carrying several strings of firecrackers. The poison scholar was holding a big thief in his arms, which seemed to be fireworks.

The corners of his mouth smoked. Jiang qianxia was trembling all over by these unkind people. Finally, he sneered: "since you can do so, there is no red envelope this year!"

A group of people scoff at Jiang qianxia's threat. They are all adults. There is no such thing as red envelopes.

Anyway, they can't spend all their usual monthly profits

In the evening, Jiang qianxia was the main dish of the new year's Eve dinner. He did everything he could to put out a table of dishes. People's saliva flowed.

According to his age, Gao Quan sat on the Lord uneasily. Opposite him was the youngest master who lost the last seat.

"Although there are a lot of people out this year, we don't lack anything for the New Year!"

Clap your hands, and the outside became lively in an instant.

The sound of firecrackers, the dance of gongs and drums, and the laughter of servants and mountain people who came to join the fun were heard all the time.

Amid the noise, Jiang qianxia drank a toast full of wine. A blush appeared on his face and said with a smile: "I wish the old man good health and peace, and I wish everyone whatever they want!"

What Jiang qianxia started to do, whether the prince or the Ranger, spoke auspicious words one by one, drank a glass of wine, warmed his body and heart.

He threw off his cheeks bravely and ate and drank. You fought for me at the dinner table. Le's voice was the top of Li Xun's voice, who had never experienced such a scene.

When they had enough to eat and drink, the servants gathered in the yard, looking forward to it.

As expected, Jiang qianxia clapped his hands with a smile. The steward brought by the Qian brothers, Xiaofei and others gave the guys big red envelopes with a smile.

Jiang qianxia took out many small bags as big as a palm and gave them to the foolish Ranger.

The poison scholar kneaded happily and found that it didn't seem to be silver money. He opened it strangely and shook out several pieces of different sizes. He smelled the smell of medicine, two dried old ginseng and a small bag of powder wrapped in oil paper.

"After the new year, you should run away again. It's no use giving you money. It's better to give you something to protect your life."

Parting is coming. Jiang qianxia is reluctant to give up with a trace of silk and soft voice: "there are red, swollen and inflamed wounds in the tablets, some to reduce fever, and too much to eat in Dianzhou. In case you eat anything disorderly, you can stop diarrhea and detoxification."

"Don't take that package of powder seriously. If you get a knife on your body, first use a bandage to strangle the acupoints. Shaking the powder can stop bleeding. If it's not good, you can stick to me."

"Old ginseng is a hundred years old. As a last resort, it can be used to hang Qi. If you can't die, don't die. On New Year's Eve next year, those who don't have a family or children still come to me. Those who have a family have to bring it to have a look."

The person who said something was sour. As soon as the scene became cold, Jiang qianxia held his daughter in his arms and spread out his daughter's small hands with a smile. At his feet, there was little glutinous rice in a circle.

"I gave you my red envelope. I gave you my red envelope for small dumplings and small glutinous rice. Should you look at it?"