don't fight the general

Chapter 70

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head to look at Cui Wei, with a bright smile on his lips: "I heard that the general's salary for more than half a year was used up to buy me those two horses. If I lent you money, wouldn’t it take a long time to get it back? Since it’s an obvious loss, if you want me to agree, Ah Wei must give you some benefits first, right?”

Cui Wei returned to the bed in a few steps, leaned over to look at Yan Jing: "Actually, Brother Jing, I'm really not as pitiful as you think. Although I did spend a lot of money, I still have some savings. But it doesn't matter. It's important, what does Brother Jing want?" He leaned forward and quickly put a light kiss on Yan Jing's lips, "I will give it all."

A smile slowly appeared in Yan Jing's eyes: "How do you know I want this?"

Cui Wei raised his hand and tapped his lips with his fingertips, lowering his gaze slightly: "Maybe... because it's what I think in my heart, so I think Brother Jing also thinks about it?"

"That's it," Yan Jing rolled his eyes, "Then it looks like you and I are in the same mind."

While the two were talking, the closed door was suddenly knocked, and a servant's voice came in from outside: "Your Highness, it's almost time, and everything is ready."

"Huh? What?" Yan Jing didn't know why, but Cui Wei said, "Understood, I'll go right away." After speaking, he rolled up his cuffs and turned to go out.

Yan Jing quickly grabbed his wrist: "Where are you going? What have you prepared?"

Cui Wei lowered his head and glanced at his wrist, as if hesitating for a moment whether to break free, after all, with the strength of the two of them, he could disappear from Yan Jing's eyes without any effort.But still, Yan Jing grabbed his hand and replied obediently: "When I came back just now, I asked them to prepare something for me..." He slightly pursed his lips and whispered, "Today is New Year's Eve. I eat dumplings, so I want to make dumplings for Brother Jing, but I'm not very good at it...so I want to go to the kitchen to learn."

This boy always seems to have some unexpected thoughts and actions, which seem insignificant, but they can always poke Yan Jing's heart.Yan Jing slowly let go of her hand, and glanced outside the door: "The stove is very cold, let them bring the things here, and pack them here."

He put Yan Jue, who was having a great time playing with the tiger-head hat in his arms, back on the couch, lowered his head and casually rolled up his cuffs, and said slowly: "It just so happens that I want to learn it too. Let's have fun together as a family." The atmosphere of New Year’s Eve must be made by making dumplings in a lively manner.”

The original desk was moved to a corner, and a large desk was set up in a room where others were rarely allowed in. On it were clay pots filled with various fillings and a few doughs. Both Cui Wei and Yan Jing had high cuffs. Rolling up, standing in front of the desk with a serious expression, looking straight at the person opposite... the face in the palm of his hand.

According to the status and status of the two, they grew up with someone taking care of their basic necessities, food, housing and transportation. They have never done this kind of thing, and they never thought that such an inconspicuous thing would be far more difficult than they expected.It is obviously the same dumpling wrapper and the same filling. In the hands of the chef, it only needs to be lightly pinched a few times, and it becomes a small and unique dumpling. In the hands of the two of them... it becomes very strange. .

Compared with the two of them, the pressure of the chef may be greater.He is quite well-known in Yunzhou City, that's why he was invited to the palace to be in charge of His Highness's three meals a day. He never expected that one day he would be invited to His Highness's room, and then teach them two People make dumplings.

Although I felt in my heart that I was too talented and useless, but I didn't dare to be perfunctory in the slightest. After all, the expressions of the two people in front of me were too serious.

I don’t know if it’s because of his age, or maybe Yan Jing really has a little talent in this area. After asking the chef to slow down the motion repeatedly to demonstrate for himself, Yan Jing finally grasped the essentials, and then, Successfully made a white and fat dumpling.

Yan Jing held the dumpling in her palm, turned her palm to look around, then nodded with satisfaction, and handed the dumpling to Cui Wei: "Here for you."

Cui Wei glanced at the delicate dumplings in Yan Jing's palm, and then at his own hand... a strange ball, and suddenly felt a little ashamed, and couldn't help touching the tip of his nose: "It's me who agreed. I made dumplings for Brother Jing, but I ended up being clumsy."

"Isn't it the same if I make it for you?" Yan Jing put the dumpling in Cui Wei's hand, raised his eyes and saw a little flour rubbed on Cui Wei's face, couldn't help laughing, rubbed it gently with the back of his clean hand, Then he continued, "Anyway, as long as there is one person in a family who can make dumplings, there will be dumplings to eat."

Yan Jing was talking, regardless of the presence of others in front of him, grabbed Cui Wei's hand, wiped off the flour on it, and tapped lightly on the sword cocoon in his palm: "As long as our general holds the sword well, enough."

Cui Wei blinked, and subconsciously looked down at his palm: "Brother Jing..."

"Finally there is something I can do well, so leave it to me." Yan Jing turned her head and pointed to Yan Jue who was being looked after by her nurse on the other side, "Go play with Jue'er, today Tonight I will make dumplings for you to eat, and then we will celebrate New Year’s Eve together.”

Things like making dumplings become much easier once you master the skills.Seeing the dumplings coming out of Yan Jing's hands one by one, the chef finally heaved a sigh of relief, and finally no longer had to slow down and demonstrate to others over and over again.You can also shut up and help out with peace of mind.

The speed at which someone helped was naturally increased, and soon, several rows of dumplings were neatly arranged on the desk.Yan Jing lowered her eyes, looked over one by one, and then pointed to two rows of them: "I packed these, right?"

The chef glanced at it immediately and nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."

Yan Jing rested his chin on his hand: "Then cook these separately, and send them directly to my room after they are cooked. After the rest are cooked, let's eat together. Today is New Year's Eve, and we all eat dumplings. After eating, we all go to the steward's place." Get the money, it’s New Year’s Eve, let’s have a good fortune.”

After finishing speaking, he nodded towards the shocked chef and a few servants: "Take it."

Yan Jing washed her hands, and turned around to find that the people had cleaned up everything neatly, as if they had never moved in at all.He also considerately replaced the charcoal basin with new charcoal, and then retreated lightly.

Yan Jing stared at the empty room for a while, and couldn't help feeling lost for a moment.

Since he was a child, he spent all his New Year's Eve in the imperial city. The imperial dining room would prepare sumptuous meals and hold a grand banquet in the harem. luxurious.Candlelight throughout the night, savory sandalwood bonfires, and carefully prepared Nuo dances made it very lively.

But for him, the only memories left are the sleepiness and irritability at that time, as well as the complaints and anger of his mother and concubine afterwards.

But now these are gone.

Those extravagances, those intrigues, and... his mother and concubine were all left forever in the imperial city where he had racked his brains to escape, and he never wanted to go back in his life.

But he still wants to go back. After 20 years, he finally found his responsibility and found what he must do.And this time, he had company by his side.

So although the road ahead is full of difficulties, Yan Jing has the confidence that it will be realized for the first time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his gaze to the bed, and found that Cui Wei, who was coaxing Yan Jue to play, fell asleep at some point. One hand was still holding the corner of Yan Jue's clothes, as if he was afraid that this little guy would disappear from his eyes if he didn't pay attention.

Maybe it was infected by Cui Wei's sleepiness, or because the person who coaxed him to play was too boring, Yan Jue also fell asleep, his small body lay on the bed, his buttocks arched upwards, She sleeps sweetly and cutely.

Yan Jing walked lightly to the bed, stretched out her hand and poked Yan Jue's face lightly, but got no response, so she pulled the corner of his clothes that was turned up because of his sleeping position, and covered him again. After putting on a thin quilt, he turned his attention to the slightly older little guy next to him.

In the past half a year, Cui Wei's body has stretched a little more, and his whole person looks more and more slender and tall. With his strong physique cultivated through years of martial arts, he already looks like an adult.Only that fair and immature face still carried an unconcealable youthfulness.At this moment, in his sleep, he looked even more innocent, because he was sleeping on his side with his arms pressed down, and the flesh on his cheeks seemed to protrude. Yan Jing looked at it, and couldn't help poking it.

Even though he seemed to be sleeping very deeply, Cui Wei's vigilance was still there. Of course, he had relaxed a lot in front of Yan Jing. On weekdays, he might have woken up from his dream when Yan Jing approached the bed.

Cui Wei opened a pair of ignorant eyes, met his gaze, sat up straight for a moment, and glanced at the room that was completely quiet when he didn't know when: "Brother Jing? Are you done packing?"

"Well," Yan Jing sat down next to him, "Our general is lucky today. It's the first time for my worthless prince to make dumplings. You should eat more later."

Cui Wei frowned: "Okay, I can eat them all later."

Yan Jing laughed, and reached out to pinch Cui Wei's face: "The general is so cruel, I've worked hard for a long time, don't you want to keep any of them for me?"

"Then let's eat together." Cui Wei immediately compromised, "Brother Jing can eat a few more."

Yan Jing laughed, turned around and glanced at Yan Jue who was still asleep behind him: "Fortunately, this little guy is still young, otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to eat any of them."