Chapter 1059 Fish Soup

She smiled, "I believe in you." She couldn't speak her heart to the hopeful face in front of her, at least not now.

He is not only Hu Feng, he is also Chu Yan, the future emperor of the Chu country.

An emperor, willing to make such a promise to a woman, what else can she say?

"I'm hungry!" Her soft and soft voice, like an embroidered fist, gently thumped his heart, making his whole body numb.

"What do you want to eat?" He would never know how soft his voice was when he said this, and the unfathomable warmth in his eyes was so entangled with hers.

How good would it be if he was just her Baizhi's man, not some Jin King, not some Chu Emperor, just her Baizhi's man?

"I want to eat fish soup." She didn't have any appetite, she just said the same thing casually.

"I don't know any other dishes, but I made this fish soup very well. Do you want to try it?" Chu Yan smiled smugly. He was on the march to fight and was trapped in the valley for more than ten days. In order to maintain physical strength and survive, he and the soldiers ate grass roots and bark. This fish soup was already the most delicious food at that time, that is, at that time, he learned to cook fish soup.

Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "You still make fish soup?"

Chu Yan smiled and said: "This fish soup is easy to make, but if you want to taste delicious, you have to use the freshest fish, preferably caught in the river, and immediately put into the pot after slaughtering on the spot, using the water in the river, the most It's delicious."

With river water? Bai Zhi thought of a picture, an adult takes a child to swim in the river, and when he is in a hurry to urinate, he urinates in the river. . .

She immediately waved her hand: "Don't be so troublesome, the kitchen in the house keeps live fish, so let's make it here. If you are free after eating, come out with me for a walk. I want to pick a gift for Meng Nan, he Aren't you going to get married?"

Chu Yan didn't have much free time. Every day he came to see her in Dongfang Bieyuan, he squeezed it out of the rest time at night.

But Bai Zhi wanted to go, he naturally accompanied him, even if it was all night.

Of course, the fish soup made by Chu Yan is not as delicious as he said. In such an environment, everything you eat is naturally delicious.

But now is not the time, and the taste is naturally different.

He tried several times, but he didn't get the original taste. The fish soup was fishy and tasteless, and there was no trace of the fresh and satisfying taste in his memory.

Dongfang Mu tasted two mouthfuls and stopped moving, but Angelica drank the soup one by one.

Chu Yan saw it in his eyes, sweet in his heart, his Zhi'er was so caring.

After lunch, the two went out of the house.

It's already March, the peach trees all over the street are blooming, the slightly cold wind blows, and the sky is full of pink petals, as if a rain of peach blossoms has fallen.

She stood under the flower tree waiting for him, the flying petals fell between her hair, the brows, the shoulders, the palms, and the beauty was like a painting.

Chu Yan stepped forward quickly, brushed the petals from his brows for him, raised his arms to support the cloak tied around his shoulders, and blocked the falling flower rain for her.

This scene before Jubaozhai, I don't know how many people have seen it, and I don't know how many people's hearts have been imprinted.

There was a painter sitting across from him. He was only painting a tree scene. When he saw this scene, he quickly sketched a few strokes and drew the scene where the man shields the girl from the rain, which is very beautiful.