The hunter's husband is so sweet

It was approaching midnight. Qi Xuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Fu Jingyi wasn't asleep either. "Xiao Xuan, are you thinking about what Mr. Qiao said?" Fu Jingyi asked.

"Yeah." Qi Xuan turned over and faced him. "I am a little concerned about what Zhang Hui said. If he really needs our help, he can just tell me. If he needs a recipe or something, I can give it to him."

"But he just invited you to play and didn't mention anything else. You feel unsure, right?" Fu Jingyi said what Qi Xuan was thinking.

He nodded. It was just a catering restaurant in Qiguan Town. Just because of his dishes, a bunch of people came to seek trouble. If they really arrived in Yundu, how many unknown dangers would be waiting for them.

And if they really wanted to go, it couldn't be just the two of them. Lin Chen, Qi Zheng, Qi Yue, and Zhang Hui had to go together. Qi Xuan had wanted her godmother to go see Yundu, but she didn't want to go. She also said she wanted to help them look after the house, feed the chickens and rabbits, and help them raise the white ginseng.

Speaking of white tigers, if they go to Yundu, how will they feed wild white tigers if they come again? Will they be hungry? Qi Xuan has now included those white tigers in his own breeding area.

Fu Jingyi listened to him talking a lot, even including the white tigers, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Are you still worried about them? Tigers hunt very quickly, and they live in groups, so they won't go out to hunt alone."

"I'm worried too. Look, there's a small one. When we picked up the Bletilla striata, it was just that small." Qi Xuan said and gestured with his hands.

The topic had been seriously diverted by Qi Xuan, and Fu Jingyi had no choice but to say, "Aren't you thinking about whether to go to Yundu? Why are you talking about Baiji again?"

"Ah." Qi Xuan realized that he had gone off track. He smiled and leaned into the man's arms, finding a comfortable position. "Actually, if, if, I really want to go and take a look, I want to go."

"Yeah, I know." Fu Jingyi's voice came from above his head, "You have never left the village since you came here. Of course you will yearn for the outside world."

Qi Xuan felt that something was wrong with what he said. He looked up at the man and saw that his expression was a little strange. He thought about it carefully and said, "Are you afraid that I will fall in love with that kind of prosperity and don't want to come back?"

Fu Jingyi didn't say anything, but his expression betrayed his inner thoughts. Qi Xuan hugged Fu Jingyi, "Brother Yi, I like it here, even if it's prosperous and fun outside, I still like it here."

"Most of the folks here are very simple and honest, and no one has any bad intentions." Qi Xuan talked about the good things about Qijia Village one by one, and Fu Jingyi himself felt that he had not paid much attention to it before and why he didn't realize that the village was so good.

"Also, here is my home and my man." Qi Xuan said this while looking into Fu Jingyi's eyes, "Why don't we not go there and stay here forever."

Fu Jingyi knew that what Qi Xuan said was true, but he still felt distressed. "Let's go and see what the capital looks like. I believe what you said. This will always be our home and we will come back." After saying that, he gently kissed Qi Xuan's forehead.

"Brother Yi, I really don't care." Qi Xuan was afraid that he said this for his own sake and wanted to explain it again.

"It's okay. If Zhang Hui follows, there shouldn't be any problem." Fu Jingyi said, "Since Mr. Qiao wants us to go, it proves that he can protect us, otherwise he is useless."

At this time, Mr. Qiao, who lived in Shopkeeper Wu's house, sneezed. Shopkeeper Wu quickly put a coat on him and said, "Boss, even though it's summer now, it's still a little cold late at night. Take care of yourself."

Mr. Qiao nodded slightly. Shopkeeper Wu continued, "Do you have any solution for Yundu's problem?" He felt a headache when he mentioned this. Such a thing could happen under his nose. It seemed that the people in Yundu were too idle.

What happened? It all started half a month ago. Half a month ago, the head chef of Yundu Yingkelou suddenly resigned and disappeared, along with the recipe book that recorded all the dishes and seasonings.

At first, the manager didn't dare to tell the boss, so he searched the whole city without anyone. Finally, he found the body of the chef outside the city. He was dead.

Mr. Qiao found out about this and was naturally furious. The business of Yingkelou has been much worse recently. He thought it was because of the hot weather, but who would have thought that this would happen. The manager was fined half a year's salary, but this was because he had worked diligently for so long. If it were someone else, he would have been fired long ago.

The chef died, the recipe was lost, and he couldn't find the mastermind behind the scene. How could this not make people angry? Finally, he found his family from his hometown, where the whole family, including the elderly, the weak, women and children, lived in a small house.

After asking, they found out that the chef was a gambler. The monthly salary of Yingkelou was not small, but he used it all for gambling. The woman trembled and told the people sent by Mr. Qiao what she had heard before. The chef must have made a deal with someone. He stole the recipe, and the person gave him money.

It was the chef who asked them to return home, telling them to go back first and he would come back with money later.

After the person who returned to report repeated those words, Mr. Qiao knew that the cook must have been deceived and finally silenced. He couldn't do anything to the old and weak in the family, so he could only sulk.

Finally, the person in charge took the recipe for Eight Treasures Tofu that Qi Xuan had written earlier and said, "Master, this one is still here." Master Qiao looked at the paper and had an idea in his mind.

Since they took away all the previous ones, let them take them. He could just change all the dishes in the guest house. And those people should have come for this dish, and they attacked him when they saw that the chef didn't give them this.

It was already very late at night, and Mr. Qiao was thinking about these troubles while rubbing his brows. Shopkeeper Wu watched from the side and did not dare to speak.

He knew that something must have happened in his boss's family this time, but it was not something that a shopkeeper in a small town like him could control.

Mr. Qiao was also conflicted. If he told the truth, the hunter would definitely not let his husband go to Yundu because it would be dangerous. If he concealed this matter, when he really encountered danger, he might... "Ah." He let out a long breath and told the truth tomorrow. Since he was asking for help from someone, how could he hide anything?

If it really doesn't work, it's his own destiny, and has nothing to do with others. After making up his mind, Mr. Qiao asked Shopkeeper Wu to go and have a rest, and he would visit him again tomorrow with a generous gift.