Chapter 24 Silky Chicken Soup

Lingjun looked at the linen-clothed woman in front of him and was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment - the young woman in Jingchai's sarong was none other than Qiu, the heroic woman in Qingyang Pavilion who was in love with Xu Xian's reincarnation Lian!

"Does this official know me?" The young woman in front of him looked at Ling Jun in confusion. There were still vegetable shavings between her fingers. It was really incomparable to the heroic spirit in the Qingyang Pavilion that day, dressed in rich clothes and holding a sword in his hand. Women are connected.

But the unforgettable handsome features are indeed that of that woman.

"Oh, I just mistook my sister-in-law for an old friend. I was rude and rude ." Lingjun was stunned and quickly apologized.

This woman did not accompany Liansheng upstairs that day, so she did not see Lingjun.

with Jiang Nu Xu Xian is over, and the next step is to go their separate ways. To prevent trouble, Lingjun should remain silent.

Unexpectedly, when the woman heard this, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed at herself: "Oh, is Zhenzhen as good as heaven and earth? Before she got married, she was still a girl, but after she got married, she became a sister-in-law."

Lingjun couldn't help but feel happy after hearing this - this immortal who had overcome the tribulation was quite a wonderful person.

negligent because he didn't notice the beauty of his sister. I offended him . Jun Zhongyun, Xiaosheng, dare I ask what I call this sister?" Lingjun put on an elegant air and asked respectfully.

This interesting fairy friend will have to make more friends when he returns to heaven. Maybe he will become a close friend again.

"Hey, I just said it casually. Officials, don't take it seriously. My name is Qiu Yinghua, and I live in this inn with my husband temporarily. You can just call me Sister-in-law Qiu." The woman waved her hand and said nonchalantly.

With such a free and easy demeanor, one can tell at a glance that he has an extraordinary background, but I don't know why he ended up in such an embarrassing situation today?

"Sister Qiu, I want to make a bowl of black-bone chicken soup for my wife, but I don't know how to prepare it. I would like to ask my sister if she can give me some advice?" Ling Jun said.

"I don't dare to teach you. I'm not good at doing these trivial things. At most, I can help you check the heat." Qiu Yinghua put down the kitchen knife in his hand and looked at Lingjun with interest. "The chicken is in the yard. If you give them money, you can catch them and cook them, but I don’t know how the officials are going to catch the chickens and cook them when they are wearing such wide robes and long sleeves.”

Lingjun was stunned.

At this moment, Lingjun, with the help of Qiu Yinghua, lifted up the corners of his wide robe, tied the cuffs and trouser legs tightly, and was chasing the old black-haired hen around the yard with a disgraced look.

Qiu Yinghua watched with glee.

Lingjun felt really depressed.

Just now he was worried about his health, so he boasted about making a bowl of black-bone chicken soup in Haikou. Seeing his current attitude, Lingjun really wanted to slap himself in the face - what kind of black-bone chicken soup would he make? Will he die if he makes tomato and egg soup?

After finally catching the old hen running around and taking it to the kitchen, Lingjun felt depressed again - what should he do next?

"Here." Seeing Lingjun's stunned look, Qiu Yinghua handed him a bright kitchen knife, wiped his own neck with his other hand, and said, "It's time to kill it now."

Lingjun grabbed the hen's struggling wings, picked up a kitchen knife and started sawing its neck.

"Uh, why can't you keep cutting?" Lingjun grabbed the hen that was fluttering in pain, looked at the blood on his hands, and said blankly.

Qiu Yinghua glanced at Lingjun speechlessly.

Alas, I really forced the young master to take action!

Lingjun hid his hand behind his back and turned his energy into a sword. In a blink of an eye, he held the cold Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

"Officials can still use swords?" Qiu Yinghua asked in surprise.

"It's just to strengthen your body." Ling Jun said.

"This sword is a good sword." Qiu Yinghua praised.

Lingjun raised his sword and lowered it, and the whole head of the hen was cut off by Lingjun . Blood spurted out instantly, making Lingjun and Qiu Yinghua scream "Wow!" in shock.

Lingjun grabbed the hen carcass with his hand and moved it around. Finally, he finally drained all the chicken blood into the bowl brought by Qiu Yinghua.

"I'm telling you, Mr. Jun, if you kill a chicken and rub its neck, why do you have to cut off the whole head? Do you want to be so cruel?" Qiu Yinghua said in shock.

Lingjun chuckled: "Inexperienced, inexperienced, just a joke, a joke..."

Qiu Yinghua helped Lingjun pluck the hen, remove its internal organs and put it into the water. Looking at the naked hen that had been disemboweled on the chopping board, the two couldn't help but look at each other -

What to do now?

"Uh, Mr. Jun, I can also fry ordinary vegetables and radish. I really don't know how to make this chicken soup." Qiu Yinghua looked at Lingjun and said.

"Wait, let me think about it." Lingjun squatted on the ground, raised his head and began to think.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and Ling Jun stood up and walked towards the table.

Cut into pieces, make sauce, pickle, boil water, add ingredients, put in the pot, and simmer. After an hour or two, a pot of hot and fragrant chicken soup will appear on the stove.

Lingjun took a small sip from the spoon and tasted it. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He took out a small bowl and gave it to Qiu Yinghua to try. Qiu Yinghua put down the bowl and stared at Lingjun with bright eyes and praised in surprise:

"Jun Xiaoguan, don't you know how to cook? How come this chicken soup is so delicious!"

"Maybe it's talent." Ling Jun smiled wildly.

After bidding farewell to Qiu Yinghua, Lingjun happily went upstairs with a cup of soup . He met Ge Xianweng who was out hunting for wild food. He rushed him to drink the chicken soup he had left in the small kitchen, and happily opened the door to Zhengze's room:

"Daughter-in-law, come and try the soup I made. I'm not bragging. It's my first time to make it so delicious. It's so damn delicious!"

Unexpectedly, Zhengze, who was leaning on the bed, just glanced at Lingjun and said, "You are making a lot of noise when you make a bowl of soup."

Lingjun held the wooden plate blankly and looked out the open window at the end of the bed, facing the small backyard where Lingjun had just made chicken soup. At this moment, Qiu Yinghua took a cup of chicken soup left by Lingjun, closed the kitchen door and walked into the building.

Could it be... Lingjun carefully placed the soup on the table, smiled and got on Zhengze's bed:

"Daughter-in-law, are you... jealous?"

"No." Zhengze turned his head and turned his back to Lingjun and stopped talking.

Lingjun was immediately elated.

"Oh, my good wife, little Zhengze, don't be jealous, okay? I was just unfamiliar with the kitchen layout, so I asked that kind sister for help. I swear, I have absolutely no other thoughts about her. I I am absolutely loyal and unswervingly loyal to my dear father..."

Lingjun hugged Zhengze and never let go, shouting "wife" and "daughter-in-law" very happily.

"Let go." Zhengze said coldly.

When Lingjun saw Zhengze, his face softened, he let go of him hurriedly and humbly, brought the soup on the table and presented it to him:

"Baby Zhengze, try the soup I made. It's really delicious. I can't believe I can do this!"

Zheng Ze glanced over , and Ling Jun hurriedly took out a small bowl of soup from the soup cup and presented it to him respectfully, with eyes full of expectation.

Zheng Ze slowly picked up the bowl, picked up the spoon and took a sip before stopping to look at Ling Jun .

The earnest light in Lingjun's eyes could probably blind him .

Zhengze nodded.

Lingjun's little heart immediately felt like it was thrown into the ninth heaven, flying around in the air.

"Daughter-in-law, come on, come on, I've made a lot for you to drink all at once! I'll feed you, just lean on it and drink!"

Lingjun happily grabbed the soup bowl and wanted to give Zhengze a full service. Zhengze didn't refuse. He leaned back on the soft pillow and drank the soup Lingjun fed him . His cold and cold Wushuang Junyan looked at him intentionally or unintentionally. Scan Lingjun's face.

Seeing Zhengze giving face like this, Lingjun immediately decided in his heart that he would make chicken soup for Zhengze every day, no matter how dirty his robe was!

After finishing the soup, Lingjun put away the dishes and sat on the bed with his head propped up, staring at Zhengze.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhengze asked.

"Hehehehe," Ling Jun smiled stupidly, "Daughter-in-law, do you think we are like a couple in this world? My husband cooks, and I take care of it..."

Zheng Ze glanced at Lingjun coldly . Lingjun shut up, but couldn't help but smile.

"What did you use to kill the chicken just now, making it scream like that?" Zhengze suddenly asked.

Seeing Zhengze's interest, Ling Jun immediately happily transformed into a Xuanyuan Sword still stained with chicken blood and waved it in front of him:

"Well, I killed him with it. It is indeed the sword of the God Emperor. I used a kitchen knife to saw the chicken's neck for a long time without cutting it, but it was broken with just one cut. The blood..."

Zhengzhe's face seems a bit dark?

Lingjun obediently shut up and stopped talking.

"You use Xuanyuan Sword to kill chickens?" Zhengze's chest heaved and he spoke with difficulty.

"No way..." Lingjun looked at Zhengze's face carefully.

Zhengze seemed to be trying hard to hold back something to say. After a long time, he closed his eyes and said:

"Okay. The Xuanyuan Sword is yours now. How to use it is your freedom."

After hearing these words, Lingjun immediately suppressed the raging thought in his heart of using the Xuanyuan Sword to kill ducks, fish, and pigs.

"Get some sleep. You haven't recovered your energy and blood yet. You'll feel better if you sleep more." Ling Jun laid out the mattress and pillows for Zheng Ze and said diligently.

Zhengze nodded, stopped talking, and squinted his head on the pillow.

Lingjun looked at Zhengze sleeping peacefully and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart - after many days of hard work, this guy finally allowed himself to stay by his side while he slept.

Not bad , not bad . With this progress, he and his wife are not far off from a happy life.

Picking up the bowls and chopsticks, Lingjun quietly left the room, thinking of coming back quickly to stay by Zhengze's bedside. When passing by a guest room, he saw Ayan slowly coming back from the outside with elegant little steps. Lingjun had a blue vein on his forehead. Just a jump, just a light kick when he stopped in front of Ayan:

"You brat, did you go to hook up with a female fox or a little female cat from somewhere? They just came back from their wild ways!"

Ayan waved a pair of short , fat little front paws and was about to protest to Lingjun, but unexpectedly Qiu Yinghua's voice came from the guest room:

"Liansheng, what does this mean to you? It's okay if you don't like me. Now that you refuse to eat, do you not even want your life?"