Chapter 243: Butt Butt (Please vote)

"Grandpa, it's so fun!" The dark-faced boy ran back wiping the sweat from his face.

Zijun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What's the fun of doing farm work? As a prince of a country, this is all he can do?
He said "hmm" coldly and didn't want to talk.

"Grandpa, you can experience three ways to eat one sweet potato over there. I'll go and roast a sweet potato for you!" Zhuge Jinyi was as excited as a black monkey.

Zijun closed his eyes and waved.

Go away, just don't get in his way.

Half an hour later, the boy with a black face came back happily holding a plate of charcoal.

"Grandpa, please try it! I baked it three times before Uncle Pan said that I passed the test. Please try my cooking skills!" Zhuge Jinyi smiled with his big white teeth, looking at the hunchbacked old man with a look of despair in his eyes with anticipation.

Zijun: ...

Did this kid betray him and try to poison him?
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……

Zi Jun refused to eat the two pieces of charcoal, so he sent Zhuge Jinyi to buy two ready-made sweet potato pieces from a nearby roasted sweet potato stall.

Yang was fanning herself and whispering to the old lady of the Shen family.

"If this was my strong boy, I would have beaten him to the ground long ago."

Old Madam Shen has enjoyed everything she eats these past two years, and she is in great health, except that her hearing is a little deaf. After hearing what Yang said, she stared at him with her eyes covered with reading glasses, "What? Whose kid is still crawling on the ground at this age?"

Yang:......

She moved closer and lowered her voice, "I said that kid who bought sweet potatoes just now was disobedient!"

Old Mrs. Shen: "What? The kid who came to buy sweet potatoes is crawling on the ground?"

Yang:......

Old Mrs. Shen: "Oh! Then I have to take a closer look. It looked like the leg was fine just now..."

Yang:......

Zijun and Zhuge Jinyi, who have excellent hearing ability: ...

The old man and the young man looked at each other. Zhuge Jinyi smiled foolishly and pointed at his ears. "That old lady has a bit of hearing loss."

Zijun: ...

This silly boy! He is really mad at me!
Is this a hearing problem?!

"Grandpa, come here, the roasted sweet potatoes are peeled, try them and see how they taste." Zhuge Jinyi handed the steaming hot roasted sweet potatoes to Zijun's mouth.

A sweet smell rushed into Zijun's nose, and his white beard trembled.

"I'll do it myself! I don't need you to feed me!" Raising his hand to take the roasted sweet potato that looked very appetizing at first glance, Zijun took a big bite.

It is soft, sticky, fragrant and sweet, and immediately captured the taste buds of the old Taoist.

This thing looks like a piece of dirt, how can it be so delicious? It doesn't make sense!

He turned his head to look at the roasted sweet potato stall next to him. The white-haired old woman hurriedly raised the palm-leaf fan to cover her face, leaving the white-haired old lady with a smile as beautiful as a chrysanthemum grinning at him endlessly.

Zijun: ...

There's no one to look at here!

"Grandpa, the roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious! I decided to eat roasted sweet potatoes tomorrow too!" Zhuge Jinyi took a bite of the roasted sweet potato and instantly decided on tomorrow's three meals.

Zijun didn't object, he also thought it was delicious.

The people of Xia generally have a sweet tooth. Although Zijun is not a Xia person, he has lived in Xia for many years and has become accustomed to the taste there.

The next day, the two of them walked around the central area all day and ate sweet potatoes for all three meals.

Baked sweet potatoes, sweet potato noodles, sweet potato chips...

Then, tragedy struck at night.

Zhuge Jinyi pinched his nose, pushed open the window, stuck his head out of the window and took two deep breaths.

The whole house smells like farts, I'm suffocating!
Zijun covered his mouth and nose with a clean handkerchief and walked one step behind to the bed.

No wonder the old woman surnamed Zhao specifically reminded people not to eat too many sweet potatoes. It turns out that it is because eating too much will cause you to fart.

Zhuge Jinyi screamed in his heart again, why didn't he insist on one room for each person? Taoist Zijun is old and has a bad stomach, so his farts are smelly! And they are dense! They fart in a row!

Zhuge Jinyi: My life is over!
……

...Early in the morning, Liu Dachui pushed the cart and left the house with Li Niang who was carrying a basket.

After coming to Taoyuan City, they did not choose to go to Yaocheng District where Liu Dachui was more familiar, but chose to settle down in the Central District.

Li Niang is skilled in making tofu, but after learning to read in a literacy class, she found a storybook that teaches people how to cook in the free library of the city lord's mansion.

After buying the courtyard, she had almost no money left, so she started with making tofu pudding, which was the easiest to make. She planned to open a shop and a restaurant after earning enough money and cook all the recipes she copied from the storybook.

The couple walked to the rented stall and unloaded the equipment from the cart.

Three small folding tables and ten small folding stools.

After setting up the stall, she finally put up the small flag embroidered by Li Niang.

There were a few neatly written big characters on the small flag - "Li Niang Tofu Pudding".

In addition to ready-to-eat tofu pudding, the stall also sells fresh tofu and dried tofu that can be stored for several days.

As Zhuge Jinyi and Zi Jun walked out of the inn, they saw this newly set up stall.

"What is tofu pudding?" Zhuge Jinyi trotted over, "Is it delicious?"

Zijun: ...

Seeing a customer coming, Liu Dachui hurriedly greeted them, "Delicious, delicious! We have sweet and salty flavors, which flavor would you like? This is the only place in Taoyuan City that sells tofu pudding, and it's delicious and cheap!"

Zhuge Jinyi looked at the white porcelain bowl beside him and said, "One bowl for each flavor."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Zijun behind him, "Grandpa, can you have a bowl too?"

Zi Jun cursed a few times in his heart as "idiot", but nodded with a reserved look on his face, "Okay."

The last room on the second floor of the inn.

Wu Anhou lay on the window and stretched the telescope out through the gap in the curtains.

After a while, he put down the telescope and nodded to Zhao beside him, "It is probably Taoist Zijun."

After a pause, he said uncertainly, "But didn't Qingyun say that his senior brother has been practicing the secret technique of maintaining youth and looks less than 40 years old? But this one clearly looks older than me."

Zhao was also unsure whether this man was Taoist Zijun, so she asked Marquis Wu'an, who had met him once, to come and identify him.

"But I can be sure that the boy is from Xia." Marquis Wu'an spent the first half of his life stationed at the border of Xia and was quite familiar with the habits of the Xia people. Therefore, he could judge that Zhuge Jinyi was indeed from Xia.

He was with the Xia people and looked like Taoist Zijun was several dozen years older. Even if he was not that guy, he must be related to him.

"Anyway, just keep an eye on it first." Wu Anhou sighed.

The Xia Kingdom has evil ambitions and is even more abominable than the grassland royal court.

The grasslands were defeated because they were poor and divided, but the current Xia Kingdom is different.

They worked together to take down Daewoo.

When Yingying comes back, he will have to bring it up and see if he can take over Daewoo at the same time while implementing the "five-year and ten-year development plan".

Then he focused on fighting against the Xia Kingdom.

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……

Pan Yingying sneezed.

Yu Chaosheng put down his pen and pushed the thermos cup with wolfberries next to him over. "Drink more hot water."

Pan Yingying: "I'm still young, I don't want to drink wolfberry water, I want to eat ice cream!"

Yu Chaosheng glared at him, "How dare you!"

"What month is it now? You're still eating ice cream, Pan Yingying, why don't you go to heaven!"

Pan Yingying curled her lips, unconvinced, "It's not cold now, I think it's edible."

It’s so hot in autumn, and she’s not allowed to eat ice cream even when it’s so hot. Yu Chaosheng must be trying to kill her with the heat so that he can find a new wife.

After putting the manuscript into the space, Yu Chaosheng stood up and said, "Why ice cream? I'll make you ice jelly!"

He grumbled as he walked out of the big tent, "You're afraid of both the cold and the heat. It's really bad luck for you!"

Pan Yingying chased after him and tried to strangle him.

Sensing the movement behind him, Yu Chaosheng ran away for a distance, wiggling his butt towards her provocatively, "Hey! You can't hit me! Hehe!"

Pan Yingying stamped her feet in anger, "Yu Chaosheng! Stop right there!!!"

This is a flavorful chapter.