Braised fish is a master's skill. Gu Qing is very familiar with it, but the fish looks ugly.

Picking and choosing a few fish with belly facing up in the water tank, Gu Qing said helplessly: "If you want to eat fish, I can lend you a fish basket, fish net and fishing rod. You don't have to stab them with a sword. Look at the wounds on their bodies. One sword makes the heart cool. How much evil they have committed in their previous life will die in your hands..."

Zhang Huaiyu built his nails with a small dagger, and said without raising his head: "What if I don't kill them, what should I do if I run away halfway?"

Gu Qing raised his head and murmured: "Fortunately you didn't go to be an official, otherwise so many exiled poets in the Tang Dynasty would be in trouble. Before he could write poems that have passed through the ages on his way, he was killed by you when he left Chang'an..."

"Mo Wandering, go and make fish quickly, I'm hungry."

Gu Qing picked up a fish and cut it into a caesarean section. While busy, he said, "I'm not tired of eating fish every day. Haven't you ever thought about changing the taste? This iron pot can be made in addition to making fish. If you can get beef, I can also make stir-fried beef..."

"Beef?" Zhang Huaiyu frowned: "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious," Gu Qing glanced at her quickly and said, "The meat is not easy to make. I heard that killing cattle is illegal."

Zhang Huaiyu sneered: "I have even killed anyone, are you afraid of breaking the law?"

Well, the lawless look is really cute. The government will take you down and you will be so cute.

Zhang Huaiyu was still immersed in the previous question and said for a long time: "Is the beef really delicious? It's better than fish?"

"It's not the same. It depends on the taste of people. I think you may like it. It's time for you to change your taste. To be honest, I'm tired of making fish, and I want to vomit every day when I smell the fishy smell."

Zhang Huaiyu's eyes flashed and he nodded, "Okay, I'll get some beef tomorrow."

Gu Qing said worriedly: "Don't harm the oxen of farmers' homes, it will cause others' homes to be destroyed."

"Do you say, can't I buy it with money?"

Gu Qing had nothing to say and quietly killed fish. Zhang Huaiyu sat aside and held a wine jar to watch Gu Qing kill fish. It was a picture of the quiet years, but the protagonist in the picture seemed to be upside down. Traditionally speaking, Zhang Huaiyu should be the fish at this time, and Gu Qing was drinking next to him.

I'm very curious, what kind of man can conquer her in the future? First of all, the horoscope must be strong, and secondly, the fists must be strong. A woman like her may only find someone with great martial arts skills. After getting married, the couple had a disagreement and fought for 300 rounds. The one who lost the nose and the one who won went to wash the dishes, and the one who won the nose and the one who won the nose and the one who was drunk...

The picture is so beautiful.

Zhang Huaiyu's eyes were like lightning: "Your expression is very worthy of a beating now. What are the dirty things you are thinking about?"

"Ah, nothing. I'm curious about it. You wear white clothes all day long and never see you change to other colors. Do you like white so much?"

"What do you have to do with you?"

"If you want to eat the fish I made, please try to make the chat atmosphere more friendly and warm when chatting with the chef. Otherwise, if the chef is in a bad mood, you will suffer."

Zhang Huaiyu raised her eyebrows, then hesitated for a while, and decisively cowardly: "...I like white."

Gu Qing sighed, he was afraid to eat in one bite, and the cold character of the chivalrous woman was about to collapse. All tigresses are actually paper tigers.

"So, white is your fixed image. Before you left home and traveled around the world, you specially asked a stylist to help you design it?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about at all."

"You are sleeping in the open and sleeping in the open. Are you not afraid of being dirty when wearing white? And occasionally you have to kill someone in the middle of the night, right? Don't you think wearing white clothes at night is a living target?" Gu Qing was very curious at this moment and had many questions: "... Have you ever been shot in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Huaiyu took a deep breath: "My patience is almost exhausted. If you continue, I will beat you up even if I don't eat fish."

Gu Qing had no choice but to shut up and make fish quietly.

As expected, loneliness is more suitable for you, because people all over the world seem to be able to chat.

Zhang Huaiyu took a sip of wine, looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked, "I heard that you have run a village school?"

"That's right."

"I also heard that you were summoned by the children in the village who were unwilling to study and patrol outside the porcelain kiln, and there were veterans who taught them how to fight the battle formation?"

"Yes," Gu Qing couldn't help but talk a little slander again: "Why are you a cold and arrogant chivalrous woman so gossipy? Do you know that your image has collapsed in my heart?"

"What is 'gosaurus'?" Zhang Huaiyu was too lazy to listen to the answer after asking, and stared at his face: "While running schools, practicing martial arts, literature and martial arts, not only that, but also taking the village's porcelain kiln as a reason to collect the surrounding villagers to work, so that they can slowly gain a home for Shiqiao Village. Are you planning?"

Gu Qing's hand slapping suddenly, and then laughed: "If you don't say it, don't you think it's. When you say that, I suddenly realized that I'm so scheming and amazing."

Zhang Huaiyu also smiled: "You shouldn't have the intention to rebel, do you?"

Gu Qing sighed: "I just want to manage Shiqiao Village well and prevent the villagers from being bullied by outsiders. After all, this is my hometown. Are people from Chang'an so dirty?"

"It doesn't matter if you admit it, I won't tell the government."

Gu Qing curled his lips, and this sounded familiar. The previous life's girlfriend and Yan Yue asked her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend, also said the same thing, everyone knows the outcome.

Hoho, woman's mouth.

Although I have never eaten pork, have I seen pigs slaughtered?

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In the golden autumn of October, the autumn air is clear and cool.

Gu Qing took Song Gensheng and Feng Aweng to wander around the porcelain kiln.

Feng Aweng came again early this morning. He told Gu Qing that he also found someone peeping in the woods beside the porcelain kiln. After being discovered and scolded by the patrolling villagers, the man ran away quickly.

Gu Qing had to go up the mountain to take a look. After all, porcelain kilns are his foundation, and he is always thinking about it. He is not very good after all.

There must be a commander behind the peeping person. Gu Qing suspected that Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing would not give up and came to spy on the secret recipe again, but every time he saw the calm expressions of the two, he felt that they didn't look very similar.

Then there is someone else.

It is hard to guess this. Gu Qing has never offended anyone. The only person who offended him on his own initiative has been planted in the soil and may be about to sprout. A reasonable explanation is that the interests are moving. His porcelain kiln can burn the most exquisite porcelain of the Tang Dynasty. This temptation is indeed great, and it is worth taking a risky spy.

But I don’t know which god it is.

Many osmanthus trees are planted on the mountain. In the golden autumn season, the fragrance of osmanthus flowers is floating. Gu Qing took a deep breath and felt the fragrance was refreshing and he felt relaxed and happy.

Feng Aweng pointed to a osmanthus tree not far ahead and smiled bitterly: "After the man escaped, we searched for people for a long time, only some footprints were found here. There should be only one person on the other side. After being scolded by us, we hurriedly ran around the back mountain, and we didn't catch anyone twice."

Gu Qing walked over and stood under the osmanthus tree, squinted his eyes and looked at the direction of the porcelain kiln not far away, and said, "I shouldn't see anything from here, but this person still has to hold it, otherwise it will be a disaster after all."

After thinking about it, Gu Qing said, "Feng Aweng, please help me ask the people in the village who are good at hunting, if they have iron clips for hunting, and the kind that can cut off their legs by stepping them, and arrange a few nearby..."

Feng Aweng and Song Gensheng looked at him in surprise.

Song Gensheng couldn't bear to say, "Is it too cruel?"
Chapter completed!