The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

Brother Chun heard his name and looked up. He had already seen the two people sitting there. They looked like wealthy people, so naturally he didn't dare to look at them or ask any more questions. Now when he heard that he was being called, he quickly put down the wontons in his hand, walked over with a smile, and asked, "Young master, are you calling me?"

Yan Sinian nodded, "How old are you?"

Uncle Dong on the side kept winking at Brother Chun, asking him to answer properly.

Brother Chun is already smart, and he also understands that Grandpa Dong will not harm him.

"I will be fourteen next month. I was born when the tree was sprouting. There used to be an old scholar here who named me Fengchun. My family name is Lin. Everyone calls me Brother Chun. !hey-hey!"

"What do you do for a living now? Selling firewood?" Yan Sinian just saw that he had brought back a lot of firewood. If he had so much firewood every day, he should be able to live a good life.

"No, I chopped this firewood specially for Grandpa Dong. Their old soup can't be cut off, so I chop a load of firewood for them every four or five days." Grandpa Dong and the old man were kind to him, so he was naturally grateful. .

"I've never done anything serious. I'll go wherever there are people. But I'm young and they don't want to use me. So when I have nothing to do, I go to the mountains to find food. Yeah! That's right! As he spoke, Brother Chun patted his head, turned around and walked towards the pile of firewood, and took out two pheasants from under the firewood. It is smaller than a young chicken and does not have such a long tail.

"Grandpa Dong, I'll give you these two chickens. Let's see how fat they are. You'll save two more chickens."

Uncle Dong’s wontons use old soup, so the fire in the soup base must not be extinguished and the pot must be kept boiling. When there is no soup, water must be added, and when the chicken is simmered, new chicken must be replaced. The soup that constantly adds water and changes ingredients will not go bad even if it is stewed for a hundred years as long as the fire is not stopped.

On weekdays, the chickens he uses are all bought, but just in case, Uncle Dong still raises a dozen old hens at home. And accidents happen a few times a year. For example, it rained for several days, and the chicken seller didn't go out. At this time, Uncle Dong will kill the chicken, and he will feel heartbroken for several days after killing it.

"Just in time, I originally planned to change them tomorrow. Now that I have two ready-made ones, I will change them now." Uncle Dong took the chicken and muttered in his heart. This time of day is usually crowded. What happened today? Let alone wonton eaters, there are fewer and fewer people walking. If it weren't for this young master, I would have suffered a big loss tonight. This young master is really my noble man! Well, I'll pack up these two chickens while there's no one around, so I don't have to get up early tomorrow.

In fact, Uncle Dong didn't know that just when Brother Chun came back with Li Xiucai, a group of officers and soldiers had already cordoned off the intersection where they couldn't see it. If Brother Chun hadn't walked quickly, he wouldn't have been able to enter the street where the archway is located today.

It's true that Yan Sinian and Xiaoba escaped secretly, but the secret guards and the prince's guards are not just for free. As soon as the two leaders met, they decided that the secret guards would go out to find people, and the guards would take over after they found them.

When Xiaoba took his first bite of wontons, An Yi arrived.

Yan Sinian and Xiaoba naturally knew about it. What Yan Sinian thought was that he came a little late and wanted to have the secret guards train more when he went back. In Yan Sinian's understanding, An Jiu knew that he wanted to take Xiao Ba to eat Pailou wontons, but An Yi and the others only found him at this time because they lacked practice.

As for An Yi, because An Jiu had another mission, he didn't even inform An Jiu about finding the prince. So...(⊙﹏⊙)b

As for Xiao Ba, she is not that familiar with An Yi. Even if they have some friendship, it is because of An Jiu. Especially when eating, she wouldn't say hello to him. What if he asked her to treat him?

After receiving the news from An Yi, the Guards quickly dispatched to protect the safety around the prince. Of course, as long as His Royal Highness is not disturbed.

After giving the chicken to Uncle Dong, Brother Chun returned to Yan Sinian and smiled sheepishly.

There was no expression on Yan Sinian's finely carved face. He just reminded Brother Chun to go back and eat wontons as they were getting cold.

If anyone stared at Yan Sinian's eyes at this time, they would find that it was terrifyingly dark inside, like a black pool that would never see the bottom, with the desire to sacrifice all living beings. What he was thinking in his mind was, [Yan Hongyang’s things don’t look pleasing to the eye, otherwise... they should be destroyed! ! 】

The sound of dishes clattering in his ears brought Yan Sinian's thoughts back to reality.

When Xiao Ba picked up the last bowl of wontons, he remembered that he seemed to have said that he wanted to give Yan Sinian a wonton. So she picked up a wonton with a spoon and put it in an empty bowl aside. After thinking about it, she added another spoonful of soup.

He put the spoon in the bowl and moved it in front of Yan Sinian.

Yan Sinian looked at the big white wonton in front of him, lying alone at the bottom of the bowl, with some shallow soup around it. The corners of his mouth twitched and he turned to look at Xiaoba.

"One more, don't you think it's too lonely with just one?"

"Then give it back to me. It's so lively here. They can all be reunited after a bowl."

"I just like a pair. Give me another one, and I'll ask the boss to cook another pot for you."

"Deal!" Xiao Ba quickly placed another wonton in the bowl in front of Yan Sinian.

Yan Sinian didn't eat it, but just looked at the two pairs of wontons. He suddenly felt that his mood was much better.

"The boss is cooking a pot."

"Okay!" Uncle Dong immediately agreed after hearing Yan Sinian's words.

Put the two chickens you've packed up into a separate pot and stew them, then wrap them in a coarse cloth.

This cloth bag was made by the old lady, and it contains seasonings and herbs to remove the fishy smell. If you want to replace the new chicken in the old soup, you cannot put it in directly. You need to boil all the blood and dirt out of the raw meat before putting it into the old soup pot.

After counting fifty wontons and putting them into the pot, Uncle Dong thought to himself, "This lady has already eaten six bowls, but I'm watching, and the young man hasn't eaten a bite." Wouldn’t that young lady still be eating these five bowls? Is this a glutton? 】

Xiaoba looked at the fifty wontons cooking in the pot and was thinking about whether to eat them or not. Under the condition of ensuring sufficient food, it is instinct to collect everything that can be eaten. Although she didn't need it anymore, looking at so many wontons, she wanted to collect them in the space.

But this kind of soupy stuff cannot be stored directly in the space. It can only be packed in a box with a lid and sealed, and then stored in it. The bowl in front of me is definitely not good, but there is no sealed box or bowl with a lid in my space!

Xiaoba immersed half of her mental power in the space full of express delivery. This was a new ability she evolved when her powers increased collectively. She no longer needed to use all her mental power to explore the space swallowed by her. .

But with half of his mental energy immersed, Xiaoba slowed down his eating of wontons.

Yan Sinian noticed that Xiaoba's eyelids were drooping and his eyes began to look downward. The movements of eating wontons in his hands and mouth also slowed down.

Is this... full... sleepy? Σ(⊙▽⊙“a