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Chapter Thirty-ninth: Cannibalism with a Short Mouth, Xiang Hong's Son at the Peak of the Eighth Order

"Your Highness, please cook for us yourself."

Su Chanyi winked her right eye seemingly playfully.

But after maintaining this posture for too long, Zhang Junlin reacted belatedly.

Isn’t this turning a blind eye?

"It doesn't matter if it's hard or not, Miss Su is the one who works hard. You can eat more later and don't stop."

Eaters have short mouths.

Blocking Miss Su's mouth and trying to trick her... ah no, wouldn't it be easy to invite Miss Bai to join the gang to help?

Su Chanyi looked at His Highness the Crown Prince with a smile as cunning as a fox, and suddenly felt that she was suspected of being a servant.

Just when I wanted to ask whether His Highness the Crown Prince wanted Bai Zhi to commit herself to him or how to do it, His Highness the Crown Prince took a spoon and seasoning and asked her seriously.

"Miss Su, do you like salty food or light food?"

"...lighter."

After answering, Su Chanyi stood up and walked towards the stream without saying a word.

The steps are brisk and the corners of the mouth are smiling.

A careful person like His Royal Highness will definitely be kind to Bai Zhi.

She is very relieved.

"Miss, you see there are fish in the river. Why don't you catch a few and let His Highness put them in the pot to eat?"

Su Chanyi looked at the heartless Bai Zhi with envy.

"His Royal Highness is not only a good cook, but also has no airs. He also cooked for us himself. It's really thanks to the lady."

"..."

Su Chanyi really wanted to tell this silly girl.

I owe it to her.

Su Chanyi turned her head and glanced at His Royal Highness, who was still carefully preparing the flavors for her. She walked to Bai Zhi and took the simple harpoon made of poplar branches from her hand.

"Miss?"

"Aren't you hungry? Go eat first and I'll spear the fish."

"Thank you, Miss...but doesn't Miss dislike killing?"

Angelica dahurica is delicious.

But because I can’t control my cooking strength, the kitchen will be rebuilt every time I cook.

The lady is not delicious, but the doctor is kind-hearted. It is said that he does not want to see such bloody scenes as killing chickens and ducks, so he does not know how to cook.

When they left the mountain, the cook in the mountain worried that they would starve to death on the way.

"It's not that I don't like it, I'm just not good at it."

Su Chanyi said lightly, and when she saw Bai Zhi looking at her with inquiring eyes, she felt somewhat guilty and quickly changed the subject.

"Go and eat quickly, it's almost cooked."

"Aren't you hungry, miss?"

"..."

Where is the Angelica dahurica that I mentioned earlier that can run faster than anyone else?!

Su Chanyi felt a surge of evil fire and pointed towards the hidden woods.

"I'm going to relieve myself. It's taking too long. Why don't you go with me?"

"Miss, why don't you go to the toilet and tell me directly? Why are you so embarrassed? There are no outsiders here."

Bai Zhi shouted loudly, holding her bowl and trotting towards the fragrant iron pot.

Su Chanyi saw the concerned gaze of His Highness the Crown Prince, and thought that he must have heard about Christmas just now, two blushes appeared on her face, and her teeth were clenched.

Take the harpoon and throw it into the river.

Crack!

The flames flashed, and the sparks splashed out were gently brushed away by Angelica dahurica.

"Your Highness, what are you doing? Salt and soy sauce? And green onions..."

Bai Zhi looked at the smooth pottery bowl in her hand, then looked at the bowl in Zhang Junlin's hand, and smacked her lips.

He stared at the bowl eagerly, rarely wanting to eat the delicious food in the pot.

"This is prepared for Miss Su. With these condiments, the hot pot will be more delicious. In addition, she likes to eat light food, which may not be in line with your taste."

"I like strong flavors. No matter how sweet the pastries are, I won't get tired of them."

Bai Zhi took the opportunity to hold the bowl and handed it over.

If she hadn't been afraid of poking a hole in the bowl when she mixed the ingredients, she would never have let the prince of a country serve her so shamelessly.

With this thought in mind, Bai Zhi retracted her bowl and said with a rare shy smile: "Your Highness, I don't mean to offend you. How about you help me with the seasoning and I'll do something for you?"

Zhang Junlin did not answer, but looked towards the river.

Where is Miss Su still there?

Could it be that Urinary Escape is not an excuse but the truth?

"Your Highness, is it so difficult to prepare the ingredients?"

"No...I'm just thinking about what I lack and what you have."

Zhang Junlin pretended to look at Bai Zhi deeply.

Bai Zhi's expression suddenly changed drastically: Damn, she is not as powerful as the young lady. She has a shameless face and a lack of brains. Her only advantage is that she can withstand beatings.

"Miss Bai, we have only met a few times, and we still don't know what your specialties are?"

"I...I...I'm really good at eating, and I'm really good at beating."

Bai Zhi looked at the "gudong", "gudong" bubbling iron pot and the bobbing chicken wings, and suddenly felt that if she didn't do something, she would be sorry for this hot pot.

"By the way, I see that your soldiers here are pitifully weak. How about I help you teach them martial arts?"

Good guy, it turns out that you can really succeed with your sincerity!

"Since Miss Bai is willing to teach me, this is their blessing."

Zhang Junlin pretended to be calm on the surface and took the bowl handed over by Bai Zhi and began to add soul into the bowl.

In fact, his wrists were shaking with excitement.

It worked.

A hot pot meal actually resulted in a special education!

If the heat hadn't hurt my eyes, it would have been like a dream.

"By the way, Your Highness, there is no problem in teaching them martial arts, but if you want to make them strong, you have to let me eat meat. They also have to eat it."

"..."

Zhang Junlin stopped pounding the sauce, and veins jumped in his forehead.

In this era, people didn't even know how to farm, let alone raise livestock. They were only raised individually to feed the powerful and royal family.

Ordinary people have to rely on hunting if they want to perform tooth festivals or other activities.

"There is not much forest land in Jinling City. If you want to hunt, you have to go to Chu County."

Nanyue and Western Chu are separated by less than a hundred miles of natural mountain ranges. The mountains stretch from northwest to southeast for five to six hundred miles.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, if you plunge into it, you won’t know how many litters of fat pigs you can bring out.

"I'll take care of the meat."

When a government decree is issued, there will be a brave man who will be rewarded heavily. If he exchanges grain for meat, even if he is scolded for not eating minced meat, the overall strength of the soldiers will be improved.

It’s just that the food is consumed too quickly, and I don’t know how long it will last.

Right.

It should be reasonable for Xi Chu to use the fact that he wants to send assassins to ask the Dog Emperor for a sum of food to appease His Highness the Crown Prince who is about to "abandon the city and flee", right?

As for the blame for offending others, it would be nice to let the second prince take the blame.

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhang Junlin was so happy that he added a lot of soul into the bowl.



More than 1,500 miles away from Jinling, the new city on the southwest border of the Chu Kingdom was Jizhou, the capital of the small affiliated Wu Kingdom.

"Report!"

"Jinling Battle Report!"

A fast horse galloped from the east.

When the soldier who delivered the letter handed the letter into the hands of Xiang Hong's son, Xiang Yuqi, he suddenly fell to the ground and died.

Even if he is a fourth-level warrior, he has already reached the limit of his body after running around continuously for three days and three nights, crossing mountains and rivers, changing horses without changing people.

"A generous burial, relatives removed from the military register, registered as farmers in Xiangjiazhai, and rewarded with ten gold."

Xiang Yuqi is tall and tall, only 25 or 26 years old, but he looks very mature and capable because he travels to various battlefields all year round. He is usually like the anchor of the three armies. He is indifferent to mood and anger, but he has his own faction that can control him. The majesty of the 300,000-strong army.

But the moment Xiang Yuqi saw the letter, the solid wood table in front of him was struck by the palm of the eighth-level peak warrior's hand without any warning.
Chapter completed!
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