Quick Travel: Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Counterattack Guide

Chapter 1023 Beauty Scheming Shark Tears 33
Standing beside Mu Bai's bed, Chu Huai took a sterilized dagger and cut open Qiao Anmo's other intact wrist. Blood gushed out instantly and dripped into the jasper bowl.

"How much blood does this need? I lost a lot before, please save some for me."

Seeing the number of jasper bowls getting bigger and bigger, Qiao Anmo couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, you can't die."

Chu Huai didn't raise his eyes, and responded in a neutral manner.

"……Oh."

Qiao Anmo didn't know why his tone was unkind, but he didn't take it seriously.

Soon, the jasper bowl was filled with two-thirds of the blood. Chu Huai saw that it was almost ready, so he took out a pill from his sleeve, crushed it and applied it on Qiao Anmo's wound, and then bandaged the wound for him. He looked up and said, "Okay."

Qiao Anmo nodded, took his hand away and left.

Chu Huai did not stop him, and a strange smile appeared on his lips, "Your Majesty, this is the first day, there are still 49 days left in the 48th day of Qiqi."

"……understood."

Qiao Anmo felt restless for a while, he frowned displeasedly, walked out with his foot up.

He didn't want Su Mubai to drink his own blood, but he couldn't let her drink Xu Mingwan's.so……

Well, it's just some blood.

Qiao Anmo bit the bullet and forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.

After leaving the Yunlai Inn, the sun was very strong and shone brightly on the ground. Qiao Anmo was walking on the street, feeling dizzy and his feet were shaking.

Excessive bleeding!

Qiao Anmo calmed down, took a breath, and walked forward little by little.

Unconsciously, he walked to the forest in the back yard of Yunlai Inn, and the lush green came into Qiao Anmo's eyes.

Thinking of the deep humiliation that the ambush caught him off guard, Qiao Anmo spat, "Bah! Su Mubai, don't think that I don't know it's you just by pretending to be asleep!"

"Young master, would you like a bowl of 'Shark Tears'?"

Suddenly, a male voice broke into Qiao Anmo's ears.

Qiao Anmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he saw that he was standing next to a small vendor. The vendor was a simple and honest middle-aged man. There was a big pot in front of him. It was steaming inside, as if he was cooking something.

"...you said...what are you selling?"

Due to blood loss, Qiao Anmo's eardrums kept buzzing, and his chest felt tight. He moved closer, and the aroma from the pot shot up into the sky, rushing into his nostrils in no time. Qiao Anmo sniffed intoxicatedly for a while, and sighed. Said, "It smells so good! What is this?"

"My lord, this is the famous snack 'Shark Tears' in Kyoto. Would you like to have a bowl of it?"

The middle-aged man had a kind smile on his face. Qiao Anmo glanced at him, knowing that this person was just an ordinary street vendor, so he nodded and took out a small silver coin from his bosom, "Have a bowl."

"Oh, this son, you are really generous! Just wait a moment, this is for you!"

The middle-aged man burst into laughter when he saw the silver. He stirred the pot with a long ladle and scooped out a few spoonfuls. He put the snow-white, crystal-clear stuffed dumplings into a bowl, handed it to Qiao Anmo, and said with a cheerful smile, "Sir, , these are your 'mermaid tears'."

Qiao Anmo nodded, picked up the spoon, scooped out a ball and put it into his mouth. The melt-in-the-mouth, mellow taste captured him immediately.

Qiao Anmo sighed contentedly, and ate several more.

In the end, he patted his belly in satisfaction, and suddenly felt that after he finished eating the "merman's tears", most of the discomfort caused by excessive blood loss disappeared.

(End of this chapter)