Chapter 677 She Didn't Dislike Wild Vegetable Pancakes
At dawn, all the farmers' families get up very early and start working hard at dawn.
Ziqing sat stiffly by the bed all night, finally couldn't bear it and closed his eyes to rest for a while. At dawn, he was woken up by the sound outside.
After Ziqing regained consciousness, he turned back to check on Nan Linhuang's situation.
Her breathing was stronger than yesterday, her face was still quite pale, and the toxins had not been cleared away, so she was probably still feeling uncomfortable.
There was a knock on the wooden door.
"Xiao Langjun, are you awake?"
Ziqing got up and opened the door. At the door was the uncle who had delivered the quilt last night.
Uncle: "Young Master had a good rest last night. My wife asked me to ask you if you want breakfast now?"
Farmers get up to work at dawn, and their breakfast meals are very simple. There are only two meals a day, morning and noon.
Ziqing cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much. It would be rude to bother you to call us."
"Hey, don't be polite, don't be polite. My wife and I are rough people. We are used to getting up so early. Now that we wake up, I will bring you breakfast. There is nothing delicious in the countryside.
, I don’t know if Xiao Langjun can get used to it.”
After a while, the man brought the food, which was wild vegetables and a very thick pancake that didn't know what kind of flour it was. It looked gray and a little green, which really wasn't a good look.
Ziqing is also a person who has endured hardship and does not dislike it at all.
After thanking him, he took the food into the house.
Ziqing put down his things and tried to wake up Nan Linhuang.
"Master? Master?"
Nan Qing had a headache and woke up slowly when he heard the sound.
After waking her up, Ziqing felt relieved inside.
"Master, you haven't eaten anything from yesterday to this morning. Use something. Although this food is rough, eating a little will make you stronger."
Ziqing spoke softly, but in his heart he felt that Nan Linhuang would never eat such a thing.
Nan Linhuang has many Zhuangzi businesses throughout the continent, and she does not need to rely on the court's salary at all. Her financial resources are equivalent to half of Nan Lin's country.
The food and clothing in the house are also extremely luxurious. They eat three kinds of delicacies from the sea and drink fine wine and jade dew every day.
This kind of cheap and unknown pancake made with live wild vegetables cannot be eaten by anyone with a little money at home.
But Ziqing just wanted to disgust her and persuade her to eat it.
"Master, this is the best food that farmers can get. Don't dislike it. You can't stop eating because your body is like this." He frowned and advised gently, as if he was thinking about her.
Nan Qing glanced at the cake, then looked at him leisurely.
Hey, I just put my paws away to keep her warm, and now I have to stretch them out again.
Sooner or later she would chop off his claws.
Seeing her silence, Ziqing thought she was going to get angry and say she wouldn't eat.
The result - Nan Linhuang reached for a pancake, took a small bite, and ate it elegantly.
Ziqing was surprised: "Master..."
"Why are you standing there? You should eat too. As you said, you will have strength only when you are full."
She couldn't speak anymore. She elegantly ate the cake in her hand without saying anything.
Zi Qing secretly observed her expression, and there was no trace of disgust or disgust on her face from beginning to end, as if the wild vegetable pancake in her mouth was the same as the delicacies she usually eats.
Ziqing silently took a piece of cake and ate it in small bites.
"Let's take a rest and head into the city. We're not sure if there are any assassins nearby, so it's not appropriate to send out a signal."
"yes."
After the two rested for a while, they asked a farmer to borrow two shabby clothes, then bought an ox cart and returned to the city.
If you didn't look at their faces, from a distance it would look like a pair of farmers driving an ox cart into the capital.
Ziqing was shocked the whole time. Nan Linhuang didn't dislike the food, the clothes, or the ox cart.
She even let him sit safely on the straw mat while she drove him with a whip.
If she hadn't been poisoned and uncomfortable at the moment, she looked a little sickly, and she would have felt quite carefree and unrestrained sitting in front of her with the bullock cart under her arm.
"Why are you looking at me all the time?" She looked like she had eyes on her back.
