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Chapter 580

Not eating?

Then be hungry.

After saying that, seeing Su Tang looking at him, Xie Boting said, "These dishes are actually quite good. If you really can't stand the bitterness, just eat steamed buns. Steamed buns are not bitter."

The vegetables are bitter, but the steamed buns are not bitter...

Is this possible?

Banxia, ​​who was eating steamed buns, quickly brought a steamed bun to Su Tang.

Su Tang broke it off and ate it. Her eyes widened and it was really not bitter.

Xie Boting continued to eat. Prince Zhongyong was not embarrassed to eat steamed buns like Su Tang. After all, as a prince of the Hou family, he also wanted to go to the battlefield. Xie Boting was more noble than him and could bear it. There was no reason why he couldn't eat it.

No, the boy brought the steamed buns over, but Prince Zhongyong Hou didn't take them, so he had to eat with Xie Boting.

It was raining heavily and there was no sign of stopping.

Qiuniang freed up two of the only three rooms for them, and brought two wedding quilts over. She said to Su Tang, "This quilt is for my sister's wedding. It just happened to be that it hasn't been sent yet. It's brand new."

"Madam, you are tired from traveling and traveling. Please lie down and take a rest."

With that said, Qiuniang helped Su Tang make the bed. Su Tang felt really sorry because she had really tried her best to bring them the best things.

After Qiuniang left, Su Tang lay down and slept for a while. Although he was very tired, he only woke up after half an hour. The rain outside the window was too heavy and the noisy person couldn't sleep.

After leaving the house, there was nowhere to go, so she wandered to the kitchen. When Qiuniang saw her coming in, she hurriedly said that there was a lot of fumes in the kitchen. Su Tang smiled and said, "I'm bored, so I want to borrow the kitchen."

Qiuniang looked surprised, "Madam, can you cook?"

"The dishes made by my concubine are delicious," Banxia said with a proud look on her face.

Qiuniang looked at her kitchen and said, "Madam, these vegetables are enough. If not, I will ask my man to pick some and bring them back."

"That's enough," Su Tang said.

The kitchen has always been her floor, and she could usually go back inside to do some sewing. But now that there are a lot of men in her room, she can't go back. In the end, she can only say, "How about I light a fire for you?"

Su Tang went over to pick vegetables. Whatever vegetables she pointed out, Pinellia ternata would be what she picked. As soon as she picked up a duck egg, there was a sudden obstruction, "Don't touch those duck eggs!"

The voice was rough and a bit eager, which frightened Banxia so much that she let go of the duck egg and fell to the ground.

Almost instantly, the smell dissipated.

Su Tang quickly covered his nose, Banxia was also smelled badly, "Why, why does it smell bad?"

The young man walked in quickly and picked up the basket of duck eggs. He didn't expect that if he stopped him, Banxia would be frightened and his face would turn red.

Qiuniang hurriedly covered the rotten eggs with carbon ash. Knowing that her son had good intentions, she did not reprimand him. Instead, she explained to Su Tang, "My son is so reckless that I have shocked the nobles."

Banxia looked at the twenty or thirty duck eggs in the young man's basket and said, "Why are there so many stinky duck eggs? Are you trying to hit corrupt officials?"

Banxia only thinks of using rotten eggs to hit people.

The young man's eyes lit up, "Why didn't I think that I could sell these smelly duck eggs to those who want to smash corrupt officials?"

If it weren't for Ban Xia's suggestion, Qiuniang would have raised her hand and slapped her son on the back of the head. Rich people wouldn't hit people with rotten eggs, and poor people wouldn't spend money to buy rotten duck eggs to hit people with. Who hasn't?

Rotten vegetable leaves? No matter what, stones are everywhere.

Qiuniang glared for a few times, and the young man felt that this idea was unreliable.

Qiuniang said to Su Tang, "These duck eggs are smelly. We need to take them out and bury them. There are more than a dozen over there that we just picked up yesterday. Madam, you can take them as you like."
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