After crossing over, I am popular with both men and women

He was usually very friendly to these vendors and they would eat at his stall every time they were on night duty, so he was very familiar with them.

"It's like this, my wife is pregnant and has a craving for the wonton noodles you made, so I took the liberty of disturbing your sleep. I'm really sorry."

As Su Qinchao spoke, he took out a silver ingot weighing about half an ounce from his pocket and handed it over.

"There's no need for so much. Madam wants to eat the wonton noodles I made. It's my blessing. General, please come in. It will be ready in about half a quarter of an hour."

As he said this, Old Zhang made way and invited Su Qinchao into the courtyard.

"Thank you very much for your help." Su Qinchao didn't say anything else and just took the earthenware jar filled with wonton noodles.

While Old Zhang was still cleaning the kitchen, he threw the silver on the stove and left.

...

At this time, the sky was just beginning to show a hint of light. Su Qinchao followed a man on horseback, carefully carrying a hot earthenware jar, and ran along the road in the dew-covered sky.

For a moment he suddenly remembered Du Fu's poem "White Dew": White dew scatters balls, early morning scatters horse hooves.

Doesn't this fit his current situation? Su Qinzhao narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiaotang Village not far away, and sighed in his heart.

He didn't suffer much in his previous two pregnancies, but he deserved it this time. It's only been four months, and in the remaining five months, who knows what kind of trouble this little devil in his belly will play.

"Fish? Fish?" After finally returning to the yard with the still warm wonton noodles, I saw that the house, which was still lit when I left, was now pitch dark.

"Madam has fallen asleep again." Yu'er put on his coat, carefully opened the door a crack, and looked at Su Qinchao, whose head was wet, embarrassedly.

"Then should I put the wonton noodles on the stove first?" What if Yunniang wants to eat it again later?

...

"Why do you look like this today?" When Shen Yong walked into Su Qinchao's duty room, he saw that Su Qinchao had dark circles under his eyes and looked listless.

They both happened to be on duty today, and he came to ask Su Qinchao to have lunch together.

This was the first time he saw Su Qinchao like this. Even though His Majesty was so busy on his birthday celebration before, he had never seen him so miserable.

"My wife was hungry last night and wanted to eat wonton noodles, so she didn't sleep much." Su Qinchao took another sip of bitter tea and forced himself to perk up.

"Is it so troublesome for a woman to get pregnant?" Shen Yong was extremely surprised. His wife had never troubled him before.

She would order her servants to solve any problems she had, and the most he would do was wait for the child to be born and hold him occasionally.

"What do you mean by trouble? They have worked so hard to carry the baby, and they just want to eat something.

What's the point of a husband making two extra trips?" Su Qinchao didn't care.

In his previous life, he had never had any problems with food when he was pregnant, but he had seen others do so. Some of the serious cases even resulted in vomiting blood, not to mention just being greedy.

I just hope everything goes well in the future, Su Qinchao prayed silently in his heart. He couldn't bear the days without Yunniang, he really didn't dare to think about it.

"Let's go and have dinner. I heard that the cafeteria has braised pork with pork belly." Shen Yong said with a smile. This is his favorite dish.

"Really? Then I'll bring one for my wife." Su Qinchao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had brought one for Yunniang once before, and Yunniang had been thinking about it ever since.

It is said that the braised pork at the Jinwuwei Yamen is different from that elsewhere. It is fat but not greasy and has a particularly refreshing taste.