"Look at mine." Zhao Minghui dug out a knuckle-sized black stone from the bottom of the wooden box and showed it to her proudly: "Use this."
"What is this?" Li Can had never seen anything like this before.
"This is called charcoal, and it's a new thing that just came out at the market." Zhao Minghui took out the huozi, blew on it, and asked her, "Is there any kerosene?"
"Get the kerosene." Li Can looked at the candy cake.
Tanggao waved, and a maid immediately brought the kerosene up.
Kerosene is also like that piece of coal. It is dark and easy to ignite, but it will produce thick black smoke when ignited. It is not suitable for lighting at home and can only be used outside for emergencies.
Zhao Minghui poured kerosene on the coal, lit it with a fire stick, and stuffed it into the small stove: "The traveling businessman said that this piece is extremely strong and can be burned for a day."
"Water." Li Can stretched out his hand.
The candy was handed over the water cup.
Li Can poured water into the small pot and closed the lid. His eyes widened and he was extremely curious: "Is this all right?"
"I'm going to catch fish and shrimps to cook for you." Zhao Minghui picked up the net and got into the water.
Li Can sat obediently on the bank, watching Zhao Minghui and Tang Qiu busy in the stream for a while, and then opening the lid of the small pot to look at the water in the pot. He just found it very interesting.
As for the previous grievances and anger, they have long been forgotten now.
"Girl, the water is boiling." Candy squatted aside and reminded.
Li Can looked at the pot stove and saw a lot of water vapor coming out of the cracks in the small wooden lid.
"Zhao Minghui, how do you do this?" Li Can had never gotten these things before, and he didn't understand at all, so he asked Zhao Minghui from a distance.
"Girl, when the water boils, you can put things in and cook." Candy told her.
"Zhao Minghui, have you caught it?" Li Can stood up anxiously and went to the water to see: "It's ready to be cooked."
"There are a few shrimps." Zhao Minghui raised the net to look at it: "Cook them first."
"Slave, there are some here too." Tang Qiu held out his hand.
"Put it in here." Zhao Minghui stretched out the net and said happily: "There are so many, and you caught a small fish? That's okay!"
"My slave often went to the river when I was a child, so this is nothing to worry about." Tang Qiu smiled innocently.
"Come." Zhao Minghui stepped ashore barefoot, picked out a large river shrimp and handed it to Li Can with long pliers.
Li Can stretched out his hand, but then retracted it and hid back: "I don't dare."
"Coward." Zhao Minghui laughed at her and handed the net to Candy: "Here, Sister Can, lift the lid of the pot."
Li Can stretched out his white and tender index finger, and the other fingers were raised. He quickly poked the pot lid with the tip of his index finger, and found that it was not very hot, so he dared to lift it.
"Hurry up!" Zhao Minghui looked at her delicate orchid fingers, but he became anxious and kept urging: "It's not hot. Look at you, these little hands are very precious."
"That's for sure, won't it hurt if it gets burned?" Li Can carefully took off the lid of the pot, put it aside, and replied to him.
Zhao Minghui raised his hand and threw a dozen river shrimps into the pot. The shrimps at the bottom were visibly red, but the shrimps at the top jumped out of the pot.
He quickly picked up the lid of the pot and pressed it down, but two people still jumped out.
Li Can looked at it and found it very funny: "I'm here to help you."
She said, taking the small chopsticks and picking up a river shrimp.
Zhao Minghui opened the lid of the pot: "Quick!"
Li Can threw the river shrimp in, and Zhao Minghui quickly picked up the other one and threw it in, and then closed the lid of the pot.
The small pot simmered for a while.
"Are you ready?" Li Can held his chopsticks and asked impatiently, "Why aren't you ready yet?"
"It'll be ready soon." Zhao Minghui opened the lid and took a look, then closed it for a moment and opened it: "It's ready."
He took the chopsticks, fished out the cooked river shrimps, and placed them in the small bowl in front of Li Can.
"Is this edible?" Li Can was about to move, but was a little worried: "Is it really cooked?"
"What else?" Zhao Minghui said amusedly: "It was you who urged me just now, and you are the one who dares not eat it now. Your life is precious."
Li Can chuckled, picked up a river shrimp, and blew on it.
"Don't worry, these shrimps can be eaten raw," Zhao Minghui said again.
"Girl, don't touch it with your hands, it's hot." Candy said, "Put it away first, and my slave will peel it off for you later."
"Your maid is delicate, but your master is even more delicate." Zhao Minghui was disgusted and reached out to take the small bowl in front of Li Can. He peeled off a few pieces of white and tender shrimp meat and put the bowl back: "
Here, eat."
"Thank you, Zhao Minghui." Li Can picked up a piece of shrimp meat and put it in his mouth. He was a little surprised: "Well...it's fresh and sweet, and it's quite delicious."
"Of course.
I said, you call me Zhao Minghui all the time, but I call you sister Can, so why can’t you call me brother?” Zhao Minghui said casually while peeling the shrimp.
Zhao Ye, who was coming not far away with his hands behind his back, heard the words and paused slightly. His clear eyes looked through the gaps in the lush bamboo leaves at the two unaware people by the stream.
Wu Zao followed His Highness, looking at his hands clenched into fists behind him, and secretly prayed in his heart, "Girl, please don't scream."
Li Can felt a little sorry after hearing Zhao Minghui's words, and said with a soft tone, "Isn't it that I'm used to it? What's your nickname?"
"Look, you don't even remember my fine print." Zhao Minghui was even more dissatisfied.
"You tell me, I'll remember it carefully this time." Li Can came closer and looked at him with her long crow-green eyelashes fluttering.
Her big phoenix eyes were slightly bent, with a smile on her face, and her clear and clear eyes contained a little bit of sincerity, as pure and flawless as a newborn deer.
"Sister Can's eyes are so beautiful." Zhao Minghui blurted out.
"What?" Li Can blinked slightly.
"Why did I suddenly say this?" Zhao Minghui was also confused, but in the next moment he forgot about it and said seriously: "Remember, my nickname is Wei Che."
"Oh, remember." Li Can nodded his little head and called him obediently: "Brother Wei Che is good."
Beside the green bamboo, Zhao Zhi's fist behind him made a soft "click" sound.
Wu Zai looked at Li Can and broke out in a cold sweat. Auntie, you should take a look here!
"Sister Can is so good." Zhao Minghui somehow managed to call her this way with a sweet little voice, and he felt the relief in his heart that was hard to describe: "It still sounds nice to be called like that, and I will call her like that next time. By the way, your petite name is
What?"
He said, raising his hand and putting the shrimp meat into her bowl.
"I don't have fine print." Li Can ate another piece of shrimp and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You don't have small characters?" Zhao Minghui didn't think much about it: "Shall I give you one?"
"Okay." Li Can nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Then you have to think of something nicer."
"Click!"
Zhao Zhen's clenched fist rang again.
I wiped the sweat from my back without any hesitation.
"Girl, no!" Tang Cake quickly stopped: "You can't let anyone use the small characters of your daughter's family randomly. Only the father or husband can use that."
If this happens, they will all have to hold their heads high to see His Highness the Crown Prince.
"Is that so?" Li Can raised her little face to look at the candy cake, but she didn't know about it.
"Oh, yes." Zhao Minghui nodded and pinched a piece of shrimp meat: "As soon as Tang Gao said I remembered it, I can't mess with it.
Dear sister, call me again."
"Brother Wei Che." Li Can called out sweetly, his phoenix eyes curved into small crescents, Zhao Minghui is really interesting, what's so good about this?
"You're so good, come on, open your mouth." Zhao Minghui was pleased again, and he pinched the shrimp meat and fed it to her.
Li Can was raised by Zhao Gong and was familiar with Zhao Minghui, so he opened his mouth without thinking too much.
"Li Can!"
Zhao Ye walked out from behind the bamboo, his eyes were cold, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with cold light. The cold aura around him made him breathless.
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
The servants immediately knelt on the ground.
Li Can had just eaten the shrimp, and when he suddenly heard Zhao Ge's voice, he was so frightened that he swallowed the shrimp whole. Fortunately, it wasn't too big, so he didn't choke.
She and Zhao Minghui both turned their faces sideways.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Zhao Minghui quickly wiped his hands and stood up to salute.
Zhao Ye ignored him and only looked at Li Can with his dark eyes.
Li Can stood up, without even saluting, and just stood there with his little head hanging, his eyes flushed red.
"Your Highness." Zhao Minghui saw that she seemed to be afraid, so he stood up straight and said: "Wen Xi Banquet allows boys and girls to play together, you cannot punish them for this..."
"Come here, take Duke Zhongguo back to the Prince's Mansion." Zhao Zhi interrupted him lightly: "Tell the Prince one by one about the lessons that Duke Zhongguo has missed in the Imperial College this year."
"Yes." Feng Qing stepped forward and raised his hand towards Zhao Minghui: "My lord, please."
"Your Highness, my father is old, do you have the heart to call him old man..." Zhao Minghui became anxious when he heard that he was going to his father.
Zhao Hao glanced at Feng Qing.
Feng Qing's heart trembled, and she quickly covered Zhao Minghui's lips and dragged him away.
"Follow me back." Zhao Zhi looked at Li Can, gave a faint order, and turned around slowly.
Li Can neither hesitated nor begged. He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and followed.
Tang Cake and Tang Qiu looked at each other, what happened to the girl today? She was not afraid to ask for mercy?