Survival Guide For The Charming Villain [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

3.14 - Spoiled

Xi Rong quickly returned home with Zhou Fenglang, put the food on the table, took the bowls and chopsticks, and then talked about the meeting of Cao Kong.

"That day when you went to the lake to catch fish, the slave family thought your brother was drowning. A famous and enthusiastic brother who was passing by went into the water to save you. Do you remember?"

Zhou Fenglang was thoughtful.

Xi Rong said: "The crucian carp soup at Yunshui Restaurant is sold out today. This pot is newly cooked. While waiting for the soup, I met Brother Wen Kong and chatted for a while. You see, he also gave me some medicine." Xi Rong said. Rong put the medicine on the table and showed it to Zhou Fenglang, "He said it was a pity to throw away the medicine left over from the injury last time, so he gave me the rest."

Zhou Fenglang carefully looked at the medicine. It was a big bag full, and the medicinal materials were also very expensive. It was obviously not an ordinary medicine.

The fish soup, chicken and wontons that Xi Rong bought were both hot, so he must have rushed back without stopping.

That man must have had bad intentions. I don't know where he came from. Since he gave the medicine to Xi Rong, he must have known that he was married.

It is really suspicious that she is so ignorant of etiquette even though she clearly knows that she is his wife.

Wen Kong.

Zhou Fenglang silently remembered this name. This person must know him, otherwise he would not know about his injury.

He will pay attention to this person in the future.

This meal was pretty good.

But it always lacks some flavor. Yunshui Restaurant is the best restaurant in Yunshui Township, but it is not as delicious as the food cooked by Zhou Fenglang.

In the evening, I only went to buy two bowls of wontons not far away.

For the first time, a day passed in this way.

Zhou Fenglang was in better condition the next day. He really didn't want Xi Rong to go shopping. Although it hurt when he walked, luckily the wound didn't open again.

Although he was doing something, he was not trying to do it. When he was cooking, he lay on the recliner and lit the fire. His abdomen and chest were covered, and his back was also long. The injuries on his back, which were softly cushioned by the recliner, were not counted. pain.

Xi Rong simply couldn't understand him, "It's okay to spend more money these days. Don't show off."

Xi Rong even wanted to cook his own food.

That is absolutely impossible.

Zhou Fenglang wouldn't let him touch the kitchen at all. His ten fingers were as beautiful as jade. How could he get such a beautiful touch?

Zhou Fenglang could make firewood to cook even while lying down. He cooked two poached eggs and fried two pieces of tofu. These are the things in the hands of the brokers carrying burdens that you can often meet at the door. In the evening, Zhou Fenglang also bought meat, which was considered very good. Lucky.

Meat is difficult to pick and sell. A few relatives from Wang Ning's side in Yunshui Township have already monopolized the pork market. These vendors carry baskets or carry them on their shoulders and cover them with cloth. This is not a formal business. .

Zhou Fenglang recognized the color of meat, so he bought a pound and a half of good fresh pork.

I felt better in the evening. I stood in front of the chopping board and cut up the pork. I heated up a pan and fried a plate of fragrant green pepper pork belly. I left seven or eight taels of ribs to make soup. I bought three pieces of tofu for lunch. I ordered two pieces, and at night a piece of tofu was scalded in the pork rib soup.