"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the loud sneezing, the tall man raised his tanned face and looked at the man wearing a simple women's clothing, wrapped in a headscarf, drinking milk from the local herders.

The dozen men in civilian costumes at the back were all laughing dullly when they heard this. They seemed to be sitting or standing idle, but overall they were like ordinary caravans.

When he heard his words, the only person in women's clothing raised his face. Although he was wearing a headscarf, his face was still amazingly handsome, but he was so pale that he seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness. However, his obsidian-like eyes

But he quickly felt anger, with a bitter murderous aura, and a hoarse voice, "I'm a man! A man!"

Gongsun Hong accused him seriously, "Wife, you are vulgar."

Ouyang Kang finished drinking the horse milk and smashed the bowl, "I'm a close-to-in black man! It's a waste to talk about being gentle to you, the gangsters!"

Gongsun Hong stretched his arms and took the bowl. His other hand wanted to touch his forehead, but he slapped Ouyang Kang and said angrily, "I didn't burn it. I guess my wife missed me just now."

Gongsun Hong showed an unbearable expression, "Can you stop mentioning your wife? We all know that you have a good wife who can cook. We are all extremely envious and jealous. Is this okay?"

Ouyang Kang rolled his eyes angrily, and then he wanted to stab him a few times, and suddenly he saw the kind-hearted herder aunt come over with food again.

He quickly restrained his expression, gave Gongsun Hong a wink, and continued to pretend to be weak. In fact, he didn't need to dress up, just his face. It was obvious that he couldn't deceive people.

During the melee that day, Ouyang Kang was shot. If Gongsun Hong had not rescued him quickly, Ouyang Kang might have lost his life.

However, even with the best Jinchuang medicine in the army, Ouyang Kang was seriously ill and was drowsy for more than ten days. Gongsun Hong was so scared that he almost decided to give up his mission and return to Daliang early.

Fortunately, Ouyang Kang survived. But his appearance was too handsome, especially after he became sick, he became a little feminine. Wherever he went, people thought he was dressed as a man and had to recuperate. Gongsun Hong simply took advantage of his coma.

.They changed him into women's clothing and pretended to be a couple to cover up their eyes.

However, this saves them a lot of trouble. After all, bringing women with people will always make people feel a lot of wary, and it will be even more sympathetic to a beautiful woman.

Just like this herdsman I just met. The youngest son of that family looked straight when he saw Ouyang Kang. Even the old mother in the family liked this "little wife" who was as beautiful as a fairy, and took the delicious food at home.

The delicious food comes to entertain you, and I feel so distressed that I am as sad as my daughter.

But Ouyang Kang is a man after all, and if he wants to talk too much to others, he will inevitably show flaws. Therefore, Gongsun Hong hurriedly blocked the front and smiled apologized. "Old lady, I'm going to wash the dishes and come again. Why did you give me the money again

Did he do it? This is too troublesome to you."

The old lady smiled kindly and said, "It's not trouble. I know that the patient can't eat beef and mutton. This is the meat porridge made with fried rice. Please give it to her to try it."

Being good-looking is just taking advantage.

Speaking of which, Gongsun Hong was annoyed to eat beef and mutton. He finally saw the bowl of porridge and his eyes were a little straight, but he could only secretly swallow his saliva and hand the porridge to the person behind him, and pulled the old lady to chat.

"We have been fighting all the way, and your life is not bad."

The old mother sighed, "Who is willing to fight for a peaceful life? Our area is also lucky. I didn't suffer much snow last year and my family's life was still good. However, as soon as they fought, there were fewer caravans in the past.

We want to change some salt and babupie, but there is no more. I also want to ask you, are you willing to change it with us?"

"Yes." Gongsun Hong waved his hand and his subordinates immediately took salt. "We don't have cloth, but there are still some salt and some medicinal materials. Do you want to change it?"

"I want to change, I want to change!" The old mother was very happy and hurriedly called her younger son and brought out the fur and jerky from the house to exchange it with them.

Ouyang Kang said weakly, "Can you exchange some fried rice? This fried is so delicious."

Gongsun Hong agreed very much, and he wanted to eat it even when he smelled it.

The old mother smiled, "What's the value of this? I'll give you a bag. I'll give you some milk lumps, you can take it and mix it with it."

Gongsun Hong couldn't help but breathe his face and said, "Then you give me more, we'll do it."

That's fine. But the old mother's house doesn't have much fried rice, so it's not enough to exchange it. Gongsun Hong said there was no hurry, so the old mother quickly went back to make it.

Taking advantage of Gongsun Hong's time to pick up his spoils, Ouyang Kang pinched his throat and talked to the youngest son of the family.

Let’s start with how to make fried rice you eat, ask him where he can grow it, how much is the yield, and what is the price of exchange.

The boy rarely talked to the beauty, so excited that he wanted to turn his stomach out. Without Ouyang Kang's words, he talked endlessly about the customs and customs of these places.

Including the river next to them, it is actually a seasonal river. It will disappear in autumn and winter, and it may not be like this in the beginning of spring next year.

Not to mention Ouyang Kang, even Gongsun Hong listened very seriously and asked, "What should you do if you eat water then? Hurry up cattle and sheep to find it?"

The young man told them in a scheming manner that sometimes this river cannot be found, and there are other rivers. Based on the experience passed down from generation to generation, he roughly followed several directions to find the water source.

There are other tips for finding water on the grassland, "There are water flowing" and "The two mountains are intertwined with a lonely mountain, and the water often does not dry up". They also told them without reservation when finding water on the grassland.

Using the excuse of waiting for the old lady's fried rice and milk dumplings, they lived with the family for a few more days, figured out the nearby terrain, and then said goodbye and ran to the next place.

Before leaving, Ouyang Kang quietly took an extra bag of salt and put it in the old grandma's tent.

Maybe they are liars, but that is also to defend their country and people. If possible, he hopes that he will never use the information he found.

But after the first meal here, Gongsun Hong asked to cook a porridge made with fried rice. He didn't even put the milk lumps, but only the wild vegetables that he dug with everyone to improve his life.

This is a loser! Ouyang Kang gave him a look with contempt, took the cooked fried rice porridge, led Zixiao, and hid aside to eat.

Carefully took out a tin can from the tucked piece on the elder brother's back, quietly opened the lid, and poured some pickles into the bowl.

Thanks to his smart, beautiful, cute and virtuous fiancée. Before leaving, he was afraid that he would not be accustomed to the food in the grassland, so he made various pickles and kimchi for him. All of them were made by the stone blacksmith to make small iron jars one by one and put them into pieces.

Extend the shelf life.

Unfortunately, most of the night of war was lost, and only a few people on Zixiao survived.

However, when Ouyang Kang took one, he was robbed by Gongsun Hong of each of his hands, forcing him to hide the last one, and lied to him that he had eaten it all, so he could keep it. Every time, he took one or two pieces to satisfy his craving while others were not prepared.

It seems that he can be brought back to his fiancée in an instant and return to the delicious food and drink time.

Close your eyes and sighed. Young Master Ouyang is really homesick.

I remember that I was a little uncomfortable in the past, and Nianfu would always cook delicious food for him in different ways. Even drinking a bowl of porridge and eating noodles was full of variety.

I sucked my saliva, and I really missed the steamed mandarin flower fish she made, the fried shrimps with leeks, the stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots and pickled vegetables, and so many snacks...

"What are you doing?"

Young Master Ouyang was too obsessed with it, and even Gongsun Hong didn't react when he came to him. In just a flash of time, the last half jar of pickles in his hand was stolen.

"Okay, don't you say it's gone long ago? Why are you still hiding?"

Hush! Hush! It was too late for Mr. Ouyang to make gestures desperately this time.

"What's the thing, what good thing is hidden?"

Gongsun Hong realized that it was too late. The group of Deli brothers he carefully selected had already rushed forward and quickly snatched all the half jar of pickles, leaving him without even a residue.

Gongsun Hong is sad, is he still the boss? Why do you dare to go into his bowl and grab food?

Next to him, Master Ouyang spoke gloomy again, "This pickle is worth grabbing? It's really unprofitable. Have you tried the pickle tofu made by my wife? That's awesome."

...

Everyone is crying but not crying. Brother, you are good at it, can you stop talking?

I just want to cover my ears and I can’t bear to let it go. Just listening to those tempting delicacies makes people salivate!

The sad Gongsun Hong added next to him with a bitter and revengeful look on his face, "I've eaten the barbecue made by her wife. It's delicious and can even swallow it with my tongue..."

Isn’t it just to rob you some pickles? As for? As for it!

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Capital.

Although he had already prepared his mind, it was still very sad to hear the bad news that Changle brought back Ouyang Kang.

Since Mo Yun came back, I never left the house for five days. I didn’t even have the time to do my beloved kitchen. I sat in the room from morning to night and carefully copied a thick stack of scriptures.

That day, I was about to go to Baoguang Temple to worship and lit another eternal lamp for Ouyang Kang. Cuirong had to remind him, "Princess should not go out today."

how?

Cuirong knew that she had forgotten. In fact, no one in the Pingwang Mansion wanted to remember this incident.

"Today is the day for Aunt Ruan to live."

Tsubasa! She still thinks it is a big deal. She will come in as soon as she wants to enter. Who is afraid that she will not succeed?

Looking at her expression, Cui Rong said, "The county is going to worship Buddha, or choose a good day. Why do you have to let that kind of person collide?"

This is reasonable. Nianfu took back the steps he took, "When will the Ruan family come to the door?"

Cuirong said, "It should be evening. The princess said she would set up a table of wine at night."

Since my mother has made arrangements, I won’t worry about Nianfu.

It was late in the evening and after dinner that Mrs. Ruan brought Ruan Hanyan, who had been checked for several days, out. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my biggest one.
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