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Han Qingming blushed and snorted coldly, but did not refuse.

Yu Feizheng smiled like a stealing cat.

Han Qingming blushed, but looked indifferent, lifted the curtain and pointed, "This shop also belongs to my Han family, and so does that restaurant... but I gave Shui He Fei He as their dowry. On this street There are a few more, but the carriage will not pass by."

Yu Fei was touching his chin and said, "Oops..."

Han Qingming put down the curtain and said, "What?"

Yu Feizheng said with a bitter face, "The Han family really has a big business. I'm afraid I can't get enough dowry with my little family background..."

Han Qingming smiled, "You are all mine, so are you afraid that I won't be able to get a dowry from you?"

Yu Fei was looking at Han Qingming, with something flickering in his eyes, but he smiled without saying a word. "Qing Ming, what kind of satin do you like? A hair crown?"

"You want to give me a gift?" Han Qingming asked.

Yu Feizheng just smiled.

Han Qingming felt that this person was up to something, but he couldn't guess what it was, so he said, "I like to use Lingshui black cloud silk, which is soft and close-fitting, comfortable to wear, and the hair crown and hairpin are my own products that I always use. Yes, the texture... I have always loved jade, and I prefer inlaid treasures."

Yu Feizheng said, "Blame me, I don't come home all the year round, and I don't even know what you like." There was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Han Qingming: "..."

This tone...why does it sound like an old couple.

Yu Feizheng smiled quickly, narrowing his bright peach eyes, as if a hook was scratching Han Qingming's heart. "What kind of pattern do you like? What color? I know you don't like to drink, but like sweet and sour. Do you like peach blossom wine? Or fruit wine?"

Han Qingming frowned, "What on earth are you planning?"

He could feel that this person seemed to be asking about his preferences.

Yu Feizheng said, "We are going to live a lifetime, and I always want to know what you like." He smiled again, "After a while, just a while later, I have a surprise for you."

Appetite.

Han Qingming scoffed at the other party's childish behavior.

The carriage drove out of the city quickly, passing the dirt roads and paths, Han Qingming said, "This is a village I like better, and it produces pomegranates, sea buckthorn fruits, and some spices." In fact, it was the hill that Han Qingming bought back then. He made his fortune on this piece of land, became a specialty merchant of flavored snacks, and slowly extended his hands to other lucrative businesses.That barren hill has also developed into a farm.

"This piece of land is not the most fertile," Han Qingming said with long eyes, recalling the scene of working with the idlers in the village, and the scene of his two younger sisters busy helping each other. "It's my favorite. After I made my fortune, I spent a lot of money to develop this place."

Yu Fei was looking through the window at the farmhouse with green fields surrounded by streams and red eaves and white walls, and said, "It's really good."

"I remember you bought barbecue...can you make it for me tonight?"

Han Qingming didn't refuse, but looked at his hands and said, "These hands have been pampered for so many years, I don't know if they can still get the taste of those years."

"It's okay," Yu Feizheng took his hand, put it near his mouth, kissed him, and said, "It's always your taste."

With a touch of embarrassment on Han Qingming's face, he withdrew his hand and scolded, "Presumptuous!"

Yu Feizheng hit the snake with a stick, "I'm only presumptuous to you."

Han Qingming snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Soon after arriving at Zhuangtou, Han Qingming asked the coachman to call Zhuangtou, Zhuangtou recognized him, and immediately welcomed several people in warmly. Prepare the barbecue grill boiler and the special spices and fruits on various Zhuangzi.

Han Qingming didn't like being served by others, so he dismissed the men and women, picked up a freshly washed seabuckthorn fruit with his fingers, and said with a smile, "They are thoughtful."

Yu Feizheng twirled a fruit and threw it into his mouth, picked up a big pomegranate and poked it, saying, "It'll save us to clean up."

This farmer is very careful. The vegetables are selected, washed, cut and placed on a plate. The meat is also marinated and cut in advance. On the side is a wooden stick, and the spices and sauces are arranged neatly. It is refreshing to look at.

They came here suddenly, these things, presumably, were taken directly from their kitchen.

Han Qingming made his fortune from food, and the farm under his name naturally has an extraordinary love for food.

The fruits were also washed and piled up together. The freshly picked fruits were sweet and delicious, so Yu Feizheng squeezed another one and threw it into his mouth. "It tastes good. It is indeed a fruit tribute from the royal family. But does this sea buckthorn really have such magical health benefits?"

Han Qingming said, "Didn't you investigate me? You should know that this is a gimmick I put out to sell. But this kind of fruit is really good for your health."

Said, also ate one.

"Take a small bowl and pestle, remove the skins and seeds of these fruits, smash them into jam, and I'll make jam for you later." Han Qingming ordered, not soft at all, and then began to try skewering.Looking at these tools, he felt a little nostalgic.

Those poor and hard-working, but fulfilling days.

He tried to skewer the vegetables on the skewers, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his hands were not as clumsy as he imagined. "It seems that my hands are not too stupid."

Yu Feizheng first packed up the charcoal and set it on fire, then fanned out the open flame, leaving the red-hot charcoal to ignite the dark fire, then smiled at Han Qingming, obediently took the sea-buckthorn fruit and smashed the jam.

Han Qingming kept moving his hands, but kept looking at Yu Feizheng.

Inexplicably, he had the illusion that the two husband and wife were accompanying each other and working together.

The corner of the mouth is hooked into a smile, but it's not a gentle and pleasant smile, it's faint, but kind of warm.

Han Qingming didn't dare to grill too much for fear that it would burn, so at first he only took a few bunches of vegetables and put them on the grill, including cabbage, eggplant, beans, and a bunch of green peppers.Brush with oil, brush with ingredients, brush with sauce, and sprinkle with cumin.

The fire was hot enough, he only turned it a few times, and the vegetables were charred by the dark fire, exuding the unique aroma of charred vegetables.Han Qingming put the grilled vegetables on a side plate, and took a few skewers of meat.But it is lean pork, beef and mutton, as well as chicken wings.

Yu Feizheng smelled the smell of meat, looked up, took a sip of saliva, and said, "Did you grill chicken wings?"

Han Qingming's subordinates kept rummaging, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said coldly, "The chicken wings are all mine! Go eat the skewers."

Yu Feizheng pouted, "It's so clear, so clear, my dear baby, I also like to eat chicken wings, how many more skewers will you bake for me?"

Han Qingming got goosebumps all over his body when he was called out, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't go away no matter what. "Huh! I want to eat and bake it myself." Saying so, he took a few more skewers of chicken wings and put them on the rack.

He never forgot all the skills he practiced back then, and after a while, Han Qingming found the texture, and the grilled skewers on the plate were piled up layer by layer, exuding a tempting aroma.

Han Qingming was flipping through the skewers in his hands, but someone hugged him behind him. He picked up the roasted wings on the side plate and put them in his mouth. He ate them and said, "Smell! It's so delicious!"

"Our frontier army has also learned your method, but we just can't make it taste like you."

Han Qingming smiled, and said, "The grilled skewers in our Han family have unique secret ingredients." As he said, he put the freshly grilled skewers on the plate, and said, "That's all. It's smoky... Tired Kill me." He also picked up a bunch of vegetables and ate them.

As expected of a general, Yu Feizheng had a big appetite. He only picked meat, and the meat on the plate was wiped out in a short time, but he still couldn't get enough of it.

Han Qingming said, "Don't eat too much."

Yu Feizheng put his head on the crescent of his neck, rubbed it slowly, and smelled the cool and refreshing fragrance from this man's body. "No... I exercise a lot, consume a lot, and eat a lot. These are just mediocre."

Han Qingming said, "Are you still eating? I'll bake a few more skewers for you."

Yu Feizheng thought for a while, and said, "No, eating too much is not good for exercising."

Han Qingming was taken aback for a moment, then became angry from embarrassment, slapped Yu Feizheng on the head, and rolled up his sleeves to make jam.Yu Feizheng followed with a smile, and helped pass the powdered sugar seasoning, very virtuous.

Han Qingming slowly stirred the increasingly viscous liquid in the pot, and said, "Go to Zhuangtou, ask for a juicer, and get some juice to drink."

The juicer was invented a long time ago, and after several generations, it has been very useful.

Han Qingming looked at the darkening sky in the distance. Under the beautiful orange-red glow was a dull purple-blue-black, which was applied layer by layer, beautiful and deep.

In this beautiful dark color, a few stars gradually light up.

Yu Feizheng cooperated quite well and found a juicer, and without Han Qingming's order, he took the fruit and started to squeeze the juice.A goose yellow transparent liquid emerges from the sieve holes and flows into the receiver below, which is clear and beautiful.

Han Qingming boiled the jam, and Yu Feizheng handed him a glass of juice. Han Qingming gave him ten thousand sweet and fragrant jams, took the juice and drank it himself.

"It tastes good," said Yu Fei, who was eating the jam, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction. "It would be even better if there are special soft steamed buns from Xiuchunfang."

Xiuchunfang is a mantou shop inherited from an old brand. It not only sells ordinary steamed buns, but also sells some special-flavored steamed buns.

Jam with bread is like soy milk with fried dough sticks.

Han Qingming smiled and said, "You know how to eat it. But it's really a pity."

The two of them had enough to eat and drink, Yu Feizheng looked at Han Qingming narrowly, and said, "Go inside and wait, I'll fetch water."

Although it wasn't the first time, this time it was outside, and it was the first time Han Qingming was awake...Han Qingming was actually a little nervous.

Leaving the courtyard and walking into the back room, Han Qingming found that the room was somewhat ambiguous.

Scented red wax was lit on the table, and the dancing candles cast shadows on the wall. Unknown but gorgeous wild flowers were placed in the corners, and a jug of wine and a few cups were placed on one side.

Han Qingming felt something, and walked into the room.

The bedding on the bed was brand new, and it couldn't be seen clearly in the shadows. It seemed to be a peony pattern, with a graceful curve undulating on it.

Han Qingming's face immediately darkened.

"who are you?"

The girl on the bed stood up, her whole body was covered with green hair, and she only wore a peach red apron, trying to cover her chest without any concealment. "master……"

Just at this time, Yu Feizheng also came in, and said with a smile, "Ming Che, take a bath together?"