Chapter 211: Town Anecdotes

Braised chicken, which happens to be suitable for both wine and rice. For a child born in a poor family, the aroma in the kitchen is always the most charming.

The children of the family only feel dirty, messy and greasy about the kitchen.

Because it is basically impossible for their mother to appear in the kitchen.

Liu Ping'an feels the same way. He has never walked into the kitchen since he was born a month ago. He didn't even want to see those who came out of the kitchen with a greasy body.

But now his thoughts have changed, his outlook on life has also changed slightly, and his body has also changed slightly.

For the past month, he has been eating in the kitchen every day. The young woman sent by the king's mercenary to serve him has always cleaned the kitchen and often washed it. The fire in the stove is bright and warm, and the fragrance from the pot always makes people feel salivating. The one in the corner against the wall has been washed. The white wooden table is full of soy sauce, sesame oil, vinegar, pepper, pepper, garlic, and all kinds of seasonings that can help you increase your appetite.

Liu Ping'an finally understood how he felt when a hungry and tired husband returned with his child in the cold wind and heard his wife cooking in the kitchen and smelled the warm aroma in the kitchen.

He couldn't help missing Lin Wushuang more and more, missing him without distance. "How are you and your child?" He muttered to himself. In fact, there is a small woman in his heart.

In these days, Liu Ping'an sometimes didn't eat, and he even wanted to walk in the kitchen, especially on those stormy and rainy nights. It's an indescribable enjoyment to sit by the fire and have a safe meal.

When will the prodigal son wandering around the world have this kind of enjoyment? When will you know how to enjoy this kind of enjoyment? He is a disciple of his family, but he has become a prodigal son and has not really enjoyed this life again.

The braised chicken stewed in a casserole has been placed on the table, the lid of the pot has been lifted, and there are still bubbles in the pot.

The young woman is taking a jar of warm wine in the ashes of the stove and taking it out of the stove.

She bent down and tightened her already tight clothes, setting off her waist higher and longer legs. From behind, it was a beautiful scenery.

Moreover, in March, who else young girls are willing to wear too thick clothes?

Liu Ping'an tried not to see her, but just went to see the jar of wine in her hand. He didn't want to get into love.

In a place like a small town, it is very good to have such a good wine, but for two people who are very good at drinking, this jar of wine is too little too little.

"At this time, there should not be too much wine. It's better to drink less. Overdose is not only boring, but also easy to cause tragedy.

They all said so, hoping that the other party could drink less and let themselves drink more. Almost all people who like to drink are like this. Most importantly, they are real friends.

When I see my favorite wine, I hope I can get others drunk first. When I don't have enough wine, I have to rush to drink it. Fortunately, Liu Ping'an can still be regarded as a quite sven person, so he is not too fierce, but Zhong Wu is out of respect for Liu Ping'an, so he does not dare to rob too fiercely.

The wine made from mountain springs is of course a good wine with a clear aroma. For people who drink like theirs, drinking this kind of wine is like drinking water.

Although the two tried to keep them as sven, they only ate two chopsticks in a casserole braised chicken, and there was only half of a jar of wine left.

At this time, there was a girl in the kitchen, and Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help joining in. She wanted to drink, and she also liked to drink. There was one more girl to drink. They were not willing to drink, but the girl drank was different from ordinary women, and the atmosphere was more lively.

Zhang Xiaowu has nothing to say. Among the three, she is the fastest and the most unscrupulous.

The young and beautiful woman suddenly spoke, and her voice was soft, "This kind of wine has stamina. You'd better drink it slowly."

Hearing the soft voice, Zhong Wu suddenly laughed.

Zhong Wu's origin is quite interesting. His family has been killing pigs for generations. Generations have taken pig killing as their profession. Although they cut the pig's head, it is also a living life. But don't simply think that they are just pig-killers. They are the guardians of this continent.

Children who grow up in this family will feel a kind of gloom that other children can't imagine and can't bear from an early age. When they are six or seven years old, as long as they stand there and look at other children, they can scare away children who are much older than them.

Especially Zhong Wu, even his elders said that he was a very special person since he was a child. When other children cry, he doesn't cry, and when other children laugh, he doesn't laugh.

At the age of 12, he had taken his first job. Killing a pig's head was like cutting a radish, and then he inherited his family's career. When the child saw him, he couldn't even cry. When he became an adult, he turned around and turned into a shadowless knife that swept the world and killed people like straw. When others saw him, they couldn't cry, let alone laugh.

Such a person may not know how to "laugh" in his life. He may laugh less than when a person cries in a day.

But such a person suddenly laughed, and laughed happily.

Zhong Wu smiled and said, "You want us to drink slowly. Are you afraid that we will get drunk? If such a wine is lighter than a bird, it can also make us drunk, that's strange.

When Zhong Wu finished saying this, the wine was gone. Zhang Xiaowu was obviously very dissatisfied, and his slightly red face looked extraordinarily gorgeous under the fire.

Just as several people sighed that there was no wine to drink, Lin Renjie came in with two altars of wine in his arms. The eyes of the three instantly lit up. Zhang Xiaowu did not have the image of a lady and rushed to Lin Renjie.

......

Soon, the atmosphere in the kitchen became more and more lively. Shadowless hands and Shen Lizhi also joined in. Zhang Dalong and several old people of the King's Mercenary Regiment also joined in one after another, and they all came in with wine jars. The night was darker, but the people in the kitchen were not sleepy.

Liu Ping'an obviously likes such an environment very much. He is drunk today, and he will be even more worried tomorrow. At least at this moment, he doesn't have to think about the future. He is drunk...

The next day, it was noon, and Liu Ping'an woke up with a hangover and found that he had changed a clean suit of clothes and a little faint aroma, which made him feel a little depressed.

"Ms. leader, you are awake!"

A pleasant voice came, and Liu Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Two people from completely different worlds have been together for a period of time. If it goes on like this, it is not a good thing.

"Girl, thank you for taking care of me these days."

After saying this, Liu Ping'an got up and came to the young and beautiful girl who took care of him for a month. He took out an item from the storage handbag that he thought was more valuable and gently handed it over.

The woman's face turned pale, and her eyes were full of surprise and a trace of sadness.

She remembered what the beautiful woman told her.

The woman sighed gently, and until now, she didn't know whether she should do it or not. Anyway, I'm not young. When I meet such a good man, I can't give up so easily.

She always does this for herself, and she really has to sacrifice everything for her own happiness as before. But is it really right for her to do this?