930. A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles Reached an Agreement
Although Wang Xiaodao had gone to bed early, Shen Tong's cooking skills were still good. Two bowls of thin Yangchun noodles, paired with fried eggs and light broth, made people want to eat.
One bowl was placed in Wen Ranran's hand, and the other bowl was handed to Ji Tong.
Ji Tong twitched the corner of his mouth, and the strong character that he had previously refused to eat was so attracted by this fragrance that he didn't know where to throw it.
He chuckled, his old face turned red, and the look he looked at Wen Ranran didn't seem so annoying anymore.
"Just...just eat something!"
Wen Ranran: "..."
Two people sat on the threshold, each holding a bowl of noodles and devouring it.
Ji Tong is from the north and can't get used to eating such thin noodles, but he can't stand the delicious soup, especially since it has the buff bonus of eating in the middle of the night.
Wen Ranran picked up the noodles with chopsticks and watched as Ji Tong broke off a head of raw garlic and took one bite of garlic and one bite of noodles, sweating profusely from eating.
In a daze, Wen Ranran saw that Ji Tong's eyes seemed to be red as he ate.
"Hey...are you smoked by garlic?" Wen Ranran always had an incomprehensible attitude towards macho men crying.
Ji Tong lowered his head, with a look of relief and sadness on his brows, "My mother is from the south. I only ate Yangchun noodles once when I was a child... When I was sick, she would make this for me."
"She is from the south... Unfortunately, she has been in poor health and passed away early."
Wen Ranran pursed her lips and patted the other party's shoulder in a comforting manner.
"Come on, you are still very happy, having your mother make noodles for you..." Wen Ranran waved her hand and said carelessly, "My biological mother... I have never even seen her face. Where is my adoptive mother... She has been crazy since she was a child, but she still loves me very much. She could only eat leftovers when she was a child."
Ji Tong was stunned and looked at Wen Ranran incomprehensibly.
"Aren't you born to the eldest princess?! How..."
Wen Ranran: "..."
Ji Tong reacted for a while, and then he suddenly realized, "Oh, that old guy Wen Changjin looks like a human being, but he also keeps a concubine! Bah, shameless!"
The corner of Wen Ranran's mouth twitched, "Anyway, just...that's it!"
Ji Tong didn't say anything anymore, he just wolfed down the last mouthful of soup, wishing he could lick the bowl clean.
After eating a bowl of noodles, Ji Tong put down the bowl and stood up, with his back to Wen Ranran, and stood with his hands behind his back in the moonlight.
"Tomorrow, let me out. I will personally give the order to let the soldiers of Youzhou City... surrender to you! But you have to promise me one thing!"
Wen Ranran raised her head, but could only see the solemn back of the other party. The person who was chatting with her and eating noodles just now seemed to have disappeared.
Wen Ranran took a deep breath, placed the bowl by the door, stood up and cupped her hands, saying, "General, you have the virtue of a happy life!"
Ji Tong came back to his senses, looked at the little girl, and suddenly smiled, "I was worried before whether you were the daughter of the eldest princess, and whether your Wen family would collude with the emperor. After all, Wen Zhong's status back then, Although not many people in the court know about it, I know it well."
Wen Ranran smiled. The Wen family made their fortune by robbing tombs, and now they had secured a place among the great nobles of the Rong Kingdom. If he had been safe and sound, Emperor Rongcheng might not have touched the Wen family in his whole life, because Although the Wen family became the prime minister of a country, they essentially made their fortune by robbing tombs and had no real power.
Helpless, Grandpa picked up such an unworthy descendant of himself... As a result, both Wen Changjin and Wen Yuwan are not having a good life now...
"Forget it, don't mention this, just call me uncle!" Ji Tong looked at Wen Ranran, and now he had the look of an elder looking at a younger generation, "Back then, your grandma and my father were close brothers and sisters.
"Uncle, what you shouted is not unfair!"
Wen Ranran was stunned on the spot. She didn't expect that the Wen family and the Ji family had such a connection?!