Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

Qu Qiuning was making the hot pot base in the kitchen when Ah Si came to report that Fu Yicheng was coming to visit.

So he put down the spoon in his hand, walked out of the kitchen and went to the front yard.

As soon as I stepped into the front yard, I saw Fu Yicheng coming with a group of people.

"My daughter greets His Highness." Qu Qiuning clasped her fists and bowed.

"Miss Qu, I heard that you bought a house, so I came to congratulate you. This is a small gift from me, please accept it."

After Fu Yicheng finished speaking, Awu immediately handed the box in his hand to Qu Qiuning.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Qu Qiuning took the box and handed it to Ah Si who was standing beside him.

It was only then that Qu Qiuning noticed that General Su Xiong, Military Advisor Ge Xun, and Su Chengyi were all there.

There was also Fu Qianling, who was following behind Fu Yicheng, with an unhappy look on his face.

"My daughter greets the general, military advisor," Qu Qiuning saluted again.

"Miss Qu, there's no need to be so polite. I'm sorry to bother you." Su Xiong said with a smile.

"Please come in, everyone." Qu Qiuning led Fu Yicheng and others to the reception hall, and Jing Mei and Pang Ya immediately served tea.

At this time, Qin Haoyuan and Monk Bikong heard that Fuyi City was coming, so they came to see what important matter was going on in Fuyi City.

As soon as Bikong came in, he sat down on the chair and asked:

"Boy, how's the military camp?"

Fu Yicheng replied: "This time, thanks to Miss Qu, the military camp is back on track."

"I came here this time. I have another matter to discuss with Miss Qu, which is the issue of food and fodder for the soldiers in half a year."

As soon as Qu Qiuning smiled, she knew that people in Fuyi City would not come to her for no reason.

“I have a crop here that has a higher yield than wheat, is drought-resistant, has a high survival rate and is easy to grow.

The taste is good, and most importantly, it can satisfy hunger. It is several times more delicious than that steamed corn bread."

After Qu Qiuning finished speaking, he took out a potato from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"This is the crop I'm talking about. It's called potatoes."

Fu Yicheng immediately stood up and walked to Qu Qiuning's table, staring at the potatoes on the table.

Everyone was very curious and went forward to take a look.

Bikong was also very curious when he looked at this thing. It looked like a stone and was hard.

"Girl, is this really edible?" Bi Kong took the potato in his hand and looked at it from left to right.

"Of course you can. If you don't believe me, I'll get it for you to try for dinner." Qu Qiuning saw that everyone looked curious.

Only by letting them taste it can they believe it.

Fu Yicheng said quickly: "Then I'll bother Miss Qu today."

"As long as Your Highness doesn't mind, I will prepare dinner right away. Your Highness, please wait a moment."

After Qu Qiuning finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

At this time, Su Chengyi said he wanted to go see Yunfeng and walked out of the house.

Su Chengyi followed Qu Qiuning from a distance. Qu Qiuning entered the kitchen and started making hot pot.

He took out a bag from the corner of the kitchen, took out a basin of potatoes from it, picked up a potato and started peeling it.

Su Chengyi walked over quickly and squatted down, "Ning'er, I'll do it."

Su Chengyi took the knife and potato from Qu Qiuning's hands and started peeling them.

"Ning'er, have you been okay these days?"

Su Chengyi lowered his head and asked Qu Qiuning. During the days when Qu Qiuning was away, his mind was full of Qu Qiuning's figure.

So, this time, Fuyi City found out that Qu Qiuning had bought a new house, and came to congratulate him, and at the same time to sound out Qu Qiuning's opinion about the military rations.

He asked to come along just to see Qu Qiuning.

"Oh, that's alright."

After Qu Qiuning finished speaking, she prepared the hot pot and asked someone to light the stove. She made five hot pots, one non-spicy one for the children and one for those who couldn't eat spicy food.

After a while, when the hot pot was ready, Qu Qiuning asked someone to bring the hot pot to the yard outside the kitchen.

The fragrance drifted throughout the yard. Bikong smelled it and hurried into the yard.

"Girl, this hot pot looks delicious tonight. Is it the same as last time?"

Bikong leaned over and smelled the aroma coming from the hot pot, then asked Qu Qiuning curiously.

"It tastes better than last time." Qu Qiuning replied.

This time she got the most famous laolao hotpot base, which tasted even stronger than last time.

Several people from Fuyi City also followed Monk Bikong into the yard.

Because they were also attracted by the fragrance, Su Xiong walked to the hot pot and looked at the red soup floating in the pot, wondering how to eat it.

When he looked at the table next to him, he saw several pots of uncooked dishes, which surprised him even more.

Qu Qiuning entered the kitchen and found Su Chengyi had already peeled the potatoes and washed them.

"Ning'er, what do you think about this?" Su Chengyi asked Qu Qiuning while holding a basin of washed potatoes.

"Slice it, let me do it!" Qu Qiuning said, then picked up the kitchen knife beside him and prepared to cut the potatoes.

But Su Chengyi took the kitchen knife and said, "I'll do it. I can do it."

After saying that, he held a potato, stared at the chopping board, and suddenly raised his hand.

The kitchen knife left a shadow on the chopping board, but the potatoes on the board remained the same.

Su Chengyi smiled and gave Qu Qiuning a look, motioning her to look.

Qu Qiuning pressed lightly on the potato with his fingers, and the potato tilted in one direction, and slices of potato appeared before his eyes.

So he picked up two slices and couldn't help but widen his eyes. The two slices were the same thickness as potatoes, exactly the same.

Qu Qiuning smiled and praised: "Mr. Su, your sword skills are so amazing!"

Su Chengyi didn't say anything, just smiled.

This scene happened to be seen by Fu Qianling who walked into the yard. Fu Qianling looked at Su Chengyi's smile with a kind of obsession and jealousy.

Why has her brother Chengyi never smiled at her like this, not even a fake smile?

Instead, he smiled so sincerely at this country girl.

Fu Qianling clenched his fists in his sleeves, his eyes full of unwillingness.

She is a princess, is she not as good as a country villager?

Qu Qiuning filled a bowl with the potato chips that Su Chengyi had cut, and brought it out of the kitchen.

At this time, everyone smelled the fragrance and came to the backyard of the kitchen.

There were five pots in total. The children ate clear soup pot, and Song Yanfeng wanted to eat spicy pot, but Qu Qiuning refused Song Yanfeng's request for spicy hot pot on the grounds that he was injured.

Before eating, Qu Qiuning explained to Fu Yicheng how to eat this hot pot.

Bikong and his friends had eaten here before in Moyu Town, so they didn't need Qu Qiuning to introduce it. They just started putting the dishes on the table and eating.

Two pots are enough for the people brought by Fu Yicheng. One pot is enough for the ten or so guards including Awu, and one pot is just right for Fu Yicheng and the general.

Only Fu Qianling didn't want to share the pot with others and wanted to eat from the pot alone.

But Qu Qiuning refused to do it for Fu Qianling alone on the grounds that she had no materials. She would not indulge this unpleasant princess.

Fu Qianling had no choice but to join Fu Yicheng and the others.

Qu Qiuning brought a basin of potatoes, put some in each pot, and explained that the potatoes could be eaten after being cooked.

Everyone was eating beef and mutton, and everyone was enjoying the food.

At this time, Qu Qiuning picked up a piece of potato, tasted it, and then said to everyone:

"The potato chips are ready to eat."

As soon as Qu Qiuning finished speaking, chopsticks were seen reaching into the pot in large numbers.

Fu Yicheng no longer cared about the image of the prince at this time. He rolled up his sleeves and reached into the pot with his chopsticks.