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Chapter 44 Try it, does it still suit your taste?

Chapter 44: Try it, do you think it still tastes good?

Author: Ging Le

Chapter 44: Try it, do you think it still tastes good?

After thinking about it, this is the only way to explain it.

Jing Zhao calmed down and took the jade token from the woman's hand, "I must have made a mistake. I confused you with another woman with the same name as you."

Qing didn't care at all, she smiled softly: "This is inevitable. In Wuyi, I know two women like me, both named Qing."

Jing Zhao also nodded in agreement after hearing this. The word "Qing" originally means clear and pure, and it is very common to name women. The surname is either a place name or a family inheritance.

If we were in Sichuan and Sichuan, there might be a lot of people named Ba, and maybe there would be a lot of people named Ba Qing. It's not necessarily that everyone is the legendary Queen of Cinnabar.

Jing Zhao no longer hesitated, he accepted Xia Qing's request, put away the jade token for her, and promised her to return the jade token to Xiao Hu when he grows up.

Jing Zhao comforted him: "Don't worry, Ah Fu and I will definitely develop a prescription to save the disease. Your mother will be better after taking the medicine, and you will be fine."

Qing Qing looked at Jing Zhao with a pair of almond-shaped eyes and smiled. There was a moment of sadness in her eyes.

It's just that Jing Zhao didn't understand where the sadness came from at that time. Until a long time later, when he thought about that night again, he still felt regretful. If he had...

It's a pity that if he can't go back to the past, some things will eventually become a piece of Shen Ke in his heart that can never be healed.

With a gentle and soft smile: "My dear friend, please go to bed early. It's really hard to cook so many dishes today."

Jing Zhao responded, but when he saw the woman's thin face, he couldn't help but ask her to wait.

Jing Zhao ran to the kitchen and replaced some milk and peach gum from the system, and made her a bowl of longan and peach gum milk.

Under the moonlight, the woman's slender figure, with a slender waist that can be held in one hand, stood beside the stone mill, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, and the gentleness of her eyes and eyebrows merged with the gentlest moonlight.

The moment Jing Zhao walked out of the kitchen with milk in hand, he looked clearly and thought for a moment that it would be nice to cook for this woman for the rest of his life.

A home, a woman, two children, a small house, and a small courtyard. Life is simple but not boring. A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, isn't it beautiful?

In just a few steps, Gu Jingzhao had rehearsed his life for hundreds of years in his mind. He placed the peach gum milk in front of Qing with a gentle smile: "This is specially made for you, try it and see if it still tastes good to you?"

"

The tips of Qing's ears turned red for a moment, and the woman narrowed her eyes slightly, not daring to look at Jing Zhao with shy eyes, "Thank you so much, my benefactor, for bothering me for being so busy preparing this meal for me this night..."

"No problem, no problem." Jing Zhao waved his hand, "Try it quickly and if you think it tastes good, I will prepare it for you every day. This peach gum milk is the most nourishing. You are overworked in taking care of the patients, so you should take a good supplement.

"

Qing became more and more shy. She lowered her head and sipped the milk in the bowl. It was a cold night and the dew was heavy. Drinking the warm peach gum milk warmed her from her stomach to her heart.

The woman thanked her gently, "My benefactor's craftsmanship has become better and better. This milk is very delicious. Thank you so much, my benefactor."

Jing Zhao felt a little carried away by the praise, and he chuckled: "I'll make it for you tomorrow."

After saying that, he personally walked Qing to the door. The woman was clothed in cloth but had a unique gentleness of a mature woman. She held a lamp and walked slowly and slowly until the figure disappeared at the intersection.

Jing Zhaocai reluctantly turned back to the store.

When he finished cleaning up and went back to his room to go to bed, Aning, the little brat, didn't even leave an oil lamp for him. Two shoes flying around on the ground almost tripped Jing Zhao. He cursed and got into bed.

A dreamless night.

The next day, Jing Zhao was pulled out of the bed by Aning.

"What time is it?"

"It's midnight." The next moment, the quilt on Jing Zhao's body was gone.

He didn't go to bed until the first watch last night and got up at the third watch? He has already passed nine years of compulsory education, why can't he escape the torture of getting up early?!

Jing Zhao shivered in the cold morning air and struggled to open his eyes.

After holding firm for three seconds, Gu Jingzhao sighed and slowly closed his eyes, "Aning, why don't you practice today and I'll come back tomorrow.

It’s not that I don’t want to practice. I was exhausted from cooking yesterday and I’m very tired. Please let me rest for a while.”

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and Jing Zhao knew that his little Aning was the most considerate one. He knew that he was working hard, so he didn't force him.

However, in the next moment.

"Fuck!" Jing Zhao jumped up from the bed in an instant. He was cold, with water droplets dripping from his hair and body.

Aning stood half a meter away from Jing Zhao holding a basin, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"Are you awake now?"

Not only is he awake, but now his whole body feels cold and his heart is soaring!

Jing Zhao fiercely wiped the ice water from his face, "A Ning!!" Gu Mou gritted his teeth.

Aning was unmoved and said with a calm expression: "When you wake up, change your clothes immediately and come out. I will give you time to burn incense. If I don't see you, I will punish you by hanging on the tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall for a day. When the time comes,

People come and go, Chef Gu Hei, your reputation will never be guaranteed."

His posture didn't seem like a joke at all. Jing Zhao felt a little frightened for some reason.

This brat kept his word and hung him from a tree. Where else would he put his face?

Jing Zhao hurriedly changed his clothes and went out.

"Are you kidding me, brat, I'm your brother! How dare you hang me from a tree?!"

Aning stopped and looked at him seriously: "There are rules in the military camp. Without rules, there is no place. Since you have agreed to my training, no matter who you are, you must abide by my rules. If you break the rules, you will be punished."

!”

He said the same thing again in front of all the soldiers, solemnly emphasizing his rules and the punishment for breaking each rule.

For example: arriving late, leaving early, causing trouble in the military camp, fighting, gathering people to gamble, and drinking are all not allowed. Anyone who violates this rule will be severely punished.

At first, everyone thought that Aning was just talking. It was not until someone disobeyed the advice and violated military discipline and was severely punished that everyone realized that Aning regarded military discipline as the highest standard and was a very disciplined person.

people.

Much later, Jing Zhao realized that not only Aning, but also his brother, his brother who was truly related by blood, and their entire country regarded discipline and law as the highest, most solemn, and most sacred and inviolable products in the country.

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In their country, there is no saying that scholar-officials cannot be punished, only that everyone is equal before the law.

Jing Zhao was half asleep and half awake when he was forced by An Ning to run around Xiaxi Village twice. By the time he reached the third lap, he had already lost half his life. Fortunately, An Nanhuai appeared in time.

Jing Zhao honestly followed An Ning's rules and took leave from him before being allowed to leave with An Nanhuai.

He patted An Nanhuai on the shoulder: "Thank you, thank you for saving me from fire and water."

An Nanhuai suppressed a smile: "Mr. Ning is doing this for your own good. Mr. Gu, you are indeed... a little weak."
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