Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

A faint fishy and bitter smell spread in the mouth. Others might think that this was the original fishy smell of meat, but Su Qinghe knew that it was not.

"Sister Qin, there are no spare ribs in my bowl, can you give me one?"

Su Qinghe turned her head and looked at Qin Anmin who was eating attentively.

Because there were so many people and they couldn't wait, they carried two pots together when making the soup.

The soup she and Qin Anmin drank was not from the same pot, so she wanted to see if they had both been drugged.

Qin Anmin was also very generous after hearing this. He picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in Su Qinghe's bowl.

"You said that we don't eat this much when we cook it at home on weekdays. I came out here just to think that it doesn't taste as good as it does today!"

"People still have to go through hard times from time to time to find fun."

While eating, Qin Anmin chatted with Su Qinghe about the philosophy of life he had just realized.

Su Qinghe responded perfunctorily and picked up the ribs she had just handed to her and put them into her mouth.

When you chew it, you can taste the fishy smell mixed with a little bitterness.

"It seems that Luo Pinzheng wants to control all the officials and wealthy businessmen in Tianhe County!"

Su Qinghe thought to herself but did not spit out the meat in her mouth.

It is poisonous, yes, but it is not a highly toxic drug that can kill people instantly. It will take at least three or four days for the drug to take effect.

Su Qinghe chewed the meat over and over again, and in her mind she had already figured out what kind of poison was in the meat.

Anyway, the poison won't kill her for now, and filling her stomach is the most important thing. As long as she doesn't savor it too much, it's definitely better than the dry food she brought with her in her space.

Su Qinghe quickly finished a bowl of meat, and then ate the dry food that was distributed to her with the soup.

Qin Anmin on the side had already ordered a second bowl, and Su Qinghe followed closely behind.

For a moment, the pavilion was filled with the sound of people gulping down soup; there was no more meat in the two pots.

Su Qinghe slurped down the last mouthful of soup, first looked for Luo Pinzheng's position, and then stood up with the bowl in hand.

"I'll go see if there's any soup left. Enjoy your meal, Sister Qin."

After saying something to Qin Anmin, Su Qinghe ran straight towards Luo Pinzheng.

At this time, Luo Pin was drinking soup with his head down. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of black boots in his sight. He raised his head in confusion.

Seeing that it was Su Qinghe, a smile appeared on his face. "Hehe, Master Su, uh... is there something?"

Su Qinghe looked at her with a smile and raised the empty bowl in her hand.

"Master Luo, I just checked and there is no soup in the pot. I eat slowly, and it's gone before I can even finish my second bowl!"

As she spoke, she licked her lips greedily, her eyes fixed on the soup in Luo Pinzheng's bowl.

"Today's soup is really delicious, hehe! Can you give me some?"

Seeing his surprised face, Su Qinghe said quickly:

"I won't let you suffer any loss. After we get down the mountain, I'll set up a few tables for you at Shilixiang for free."

Luo Pinzheng was unwilling, "This is me..."

But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Su Qinghe again.

"Don't worry, I'm not a germaphobe, you don't have to worry that I'll dislike you! Hehe!"

After finishing her words, Su Qinghe raised her eyes and looked at Luo Pinzheng.

Luo Pinzheng choked, and the excuse he was thinking of was blocked before he could say it. He could only smile awkwardly.

"...Okay, I'll pour some for Master Su."

As she spoke, she reluctantly raised her bowl to face Su Qinghe's bowl.

Although he cursed Su Qinghe for being shameless in his heart, he still generously decided to give her half of his own money because of her image as a leader.

But just after she tilted the bowl for a while, she heard Su Qinghe shouting again.

"Hey! That's too much. I just want to satisfy my craving. I can't drink so much."

Su Qinghe looked anxious and almost went to hold Luo Pinzheng's hand.

Seeing this, Luo Pinzheng quickly took back the bowl and raised his eyes to pretend to be concerned, "Really don't you want some more? Actually, I've already drunk a lot just now?"

Su Qinghe looked embarrassed and suddenly grabbed Luo Pin's hand that was holding the bowl.

"It's much more than I expected. Lord Luo is really generous."

"Unfortunately, Su has a small stomach and can never eat much, especially soup, which makes me bloated. These are too much. I'll give some back to you!"

As she spoke, Su Qinghe picked up the bowl and poured the liquid into hers without waiting for Luo Pinzheng's response.

Luo Pinzheng was a little confused and tried to move the bowl away, but Su Qinghe's grip was so strong that she couldn't move it at all.

"No, no, no, it's okay if you can't finish it..." Luo Pin's face was a little distorted.

Su Qinghe pretended not to notice and remained serious. "Lord Luo, you don't have to be so polite. You have always been at the front and have worked harder than us."

However, while he was speaking, only two mouthfuls of soup were left in Su Qinghe's bowl, while the soup in Luo Pinzheng's bowl seemed to be no different from before.

Su Qinghe naturally let go of Luo Pinzheng's arm. "This is enough for me."

Looking at the two mouthfuls of soup sticking to the bottom of Su Qinghe's bowl, Luo Pinzheng's mouth twitched.

No, she is sick!

Why didn’t you say earlier that you couldn’t drink so much!

What else can she say now that things have come to this?

"Haha, then Master Su, if it's not enough after you finish drinking, tell me again."

Luo Pinzheng said this dryly and sat back down.

Seeing that she didn't say anything for a long time, Su Qinghe took a step forward, sat next to her, and urged her with a smile.

"Lord Luo, drink it quickly! It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Luo Pinzheng smiled awkwardly, raised his hand and brought the bowl to his mouth but put it down again.

Su Qinghe doesn't have mysophobia, but she does!

Seeing her dithering, Su Qinghe's face turned unhappy. "Does Lord Luo dislike Su?"

"Ah? No, no! Luo is a rough man, haha..."

Luo Pinzheng was complaining in his heart, but he couldn't really say it. He smiled at Su Qinghe and had to bite the bullet and take a big sip.

After drinking it in one gulp, Luo Pinzheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Qinghe's expression eased a little. However, he became a little anxious when he saw that she had no intention of leaving.

"Master Su, don't you want to take a rest? We still have a long time before we set off!"

Su Qinghe held her stomach and stood up, smiling and said:

"I'm a little full, so I'll stand for a while to digest it. Lord Luo, just drink your food, don't worry about me, I'll be over in a moment."

Luo Pinzheng was speechless, fearing that she would become suspicious. It was not right for him to hold the soup in his hand and not drink it, nor was it right for him to move the soup to another place to pour it out. He had to endure the nausea and drink it in small sips.

Su Qinghe pretended to rub her stomach and walked around. After Luo Pinzheng drank most of the soup and chatted with her for a while, she suggested going back to chat with Qin Anmin.

"Hey, Master Su, have a good rest."

Seeing that Su Qinghe was finally leaving, Luo Pinzheng put on a sincere smile and hurried to see her off.

Damn it, he's finally gone! She'd feel like vomiting if she drank any more!

After the people walked away, Luo Pinzheng hurried to a secluded corner and poured out the remaining soup in the bowl.

She didn't try to induce vomiting. After all, vomiting couldn't be stopped just by her saying so.

If she vomited, all the meat she had eaten before would have been in vain, and in the end she would be the one suffering.