Hua Yuqiong simply admired their imagination, and they were able to get to the edge of the truth with just one stroke.
Since they all gave such perfect reasons for their elixirs and medical skills, wouldn't it be a pity that she didn't use them?
"Now that you all know, I have nothing more to say." Hua Yuqiong shrugged.
She is not strong enough now, and she will definitely not be able to tell them in a short time, not even her grandfather and uncle.
Cheng Yuqi patted Hua Yuqiong on the shoulder and said, "The pills you gave are so precious that I don't want to give them back. My grandfather asked me to bring you the elixirs and treasures from your master, as well as that guy Zhai Zilan.
It's all in here..."
Saying that, Cheng Yuqi had a Qiankun bag in his hand and stuffed it into Hua Yuqiong, "Don't refuse!"
Hua Yuqiong chuckled, "I'm not stupid, I won't return the meat to you."
Cheng Yuqi and Zhai Zilan looked at Hua Yuqiong as if she was looking for money, looked at each other, and laughed softly.
This kid is really a little money addict.
*
Hua Yuqiong originally held an umbrella and headed back home, but unexpectedly the umbrella frame was blown off by the strong wind halfway along the way. She was so angry that she had to rush back again in the rain.
By the time I got home, it was already midnight.
Hua Yuqiong hurriedly washed her hands, then ran to the East Kitchen without stopping, scooped a few spoonfuls of rice into the basin under the astonished gaze of the East Kitchen's Hua Linwei.
Looking at the rice in the basin, Hua Yuqiong patted her head tiredly.
Why did you put so much in just a few spoonfuls!
Oh, forget it, forget it.
Hua Yuqiong washed the rice clean, poured it into the pot with his hands, and poured several ladles of water into it. Then he took out another yam, peeled it, cut it into small pieces, and processed other medicinal materials.
After a while, cut it and put it on a plate aside.
After finishing all this in one breath, Hua Yuqiong took a slight breath and tucked a bunch of hair stuck to her forehead behind her ears.
Hua Linwei on the side stared blankly, watching Hua Yuqiong finish his work from the beginning.
The young master is... making porridge?
Hua Yuqiong glanced at them, raised the knife in his hand, and said with a ruthless expression: "You all are busy with your own business. Just make some side dishes today. You can continue to cook the other porridge. Don't touch my pot of porridge."
ah."
"As ordered." Hualin guards responded in unison.
"Bang!"
Hua Yuqiong threw the knife in his hand casually, and the tip of the kitchen knife was firmly embedded in the chopping board.
Hua Linwei all swallowed their saliva and watched Hua Yuqiong rush out, leaving them alone looking at each other.
"Young master who doesn't touch Yang Chun Shui... can you make porridge?"
A Hualinwei held a green onion in his hand and murmured dreamily.
"Maybe, have you seen the yam? And those medicinal materials? Maybe the young master wants to make medicinal porridge." Another person replied.
"But why did he cut so many yam chips and medicinal herbs?" One person looked at the plates containing yam slices and medicinal herbs that were almost piled up on the chopping board.
"I don't know about that."
*
Hua Yuqiong quickly entered the space, and before Guji could pounce on him, she went directly to Tanxiao Tower, took off her clothes and sat in the warm water.
"Comfortable..."
Hua Yuqiong leaned against it comfortably for a while, then reluctantly forced herself to sit up.
"Oh... make porridge, make porridge, I must let my uncle eat the porridge I made myself."
Saying that, Hua Yuqiong quickly washed away the blood stains on her body.