Braised pork, stir-fried diced chicken, scrambled eggs with shrimp, braised duck with bamboo shoots, stewed beef with bamboo shoots, stewed pork trotter with soybeans, stewed pork ribs and eggplant with beans, stewed eggplant with minced meat and tofu, stir-fried spinach, stir-fried rapeseed, radish in clear soup...

The table was filled with a wide variety of dishes, both meat and vegetarian. Looking around, the pile of meat dishes pushed the two plates of pitiful green leafy vegetables in front of Gong Shangjiao.

After Gong Yuanzheng confirmed that the relationship between Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming was closer to family, he felt relieved, but he was also really jealous, just like a domestic puppy suddenly realizing that "the owner has a dog outside" and "the owner brought the dog outside home", and he felt a little sour in his heart.

Perhaps because he had made things clear in front of the elders, Gong Yuanzheng felt that there was no problem with Zhang Xueming entering the palace. In addition, Zhang Xueming put down her airs in front of outsiders. Seeing the table full of dishes, including so many meat dishes, he couldn't help but say to Zhang Xueming, "Zhao Zhao, my brother treats you so well. He had so many dishes prepared when you arrived. Usually, my brother only eats vegetarian food once a day, and meat dishes are never served."

This sour tone earned a surprised look from Zhang Xueming: "Really? Your brother eats so little, yet he can still grow so tall and strong, and can even wield a sword. It's really a miracle. Does he believe in Taoism? Is he cultivating immortality?"

“…Is this the point?”

"Oh, yes, yes, your brother is really good to me." Zhang Xueming replied perfunctorily. She had never eaten enough since leaving Zheng's house, so what was wrong with making people feel sour? It would whet their appetite.

Gong Yuanzheng choked and puffed up his face to say something else, but Gong Shangjiao tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Eat." He turned around and told Jin Fu to have the kitchen prepare two more tables of meat dishes. In addition, "The rice is not enough. Ask the kitchen to send five more servings of this amount. Send them now."

Gong Yuanzheng thought that Gong Shangjiao made such an arrangement because his appetite had increased, and he blushed and stammered: "Brother, it's too much, I can't eat it all."

"Not much, you'll know in a moment." Gong Shangjiao glanced at Zhang Xueming, who remained calm and smiling, and secretly reflected on whether he had raised his brother too innocently, making him embarrassed all the time. In this world, you can't eat enough without being thick-skinned.

Gong Yuanzheng calmed down, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck meat and ate it: "Delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat more." Gong Shangjiao put a piece of duck meat on the small plate in front of Gong Yuanzheng, then put another piece for Zhang Xueming, and then picked up the bowl.

Gong Yuanzheng saw this and silently picked up a piece of duck meat for Zhang Xueming. He was jealous, but he didn't bear grudges, humph!

After both brothers started using their chopsticks, Zhang Xueming picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

She had good dining manners and graceful movements, without making any noise, though she ate a little too fast, and the chopsticks she used to pick up the food... left afterimages.

Gong Shangjiao hadn't even finished eating a spinach leaf when she had already finished a bowl of rice.

Gong Shangjiao glanced at Gong Yuanzheng who was still trying to be reserved in front of his "future wife", shook his head, stood up and personally moved the single-legged flower table that held the rice bowl to the side of Zhang Xueming, then came back and sat down.

Gong Yuanzheng looked up and saw that Zhang Xueming's bowl was empty. She thought that no one had served her food, but she was embarrassed to trouble others, so she advised her: "Zhao Zhao, don't be so reserved. There are no outsiders here."

Zhang Xueming nodded with a smile, without saying a word, and continued to eat with more rice. Don't talk while eating or sleeping, because talking will delay your eating.

Gong Yuanzheng finished a bowl of rice, and a hand reached out to him. He habitually handed the empty bowl to the other person, and found that it was Zhang Xueming who was helping him add rice. His face was slightly red, "Thank you, Zhao Zhao." He looked at the rice bowl over there, and saw that it was empty after his bowl was added. He was a little unhappy, "Is there no rice in the kitchen? Why did they send so little over? Didn't they cook enough rice, so they deliberately piled it loose to appease me?"

This silly boy! Gong Shangjiao couldn't help laughing: "It will be delivered later." You didn't even look at how much food was left on the table. If that little monster hadn't known some manners, even this bowl wouldn't be yours.

Fortunately, the person who delivered the rice and dishes arrived quickly and took the empty rice bowls and dishes away when he left. Otherwise, after this meal, Gong Yuanzheng would probably have doubted his life.

Even so, when Gong Yuanzheng put down his chopsticks when he was 70% full, he looked up and saw Gong Shangjiao still counting the rice grains one by one. Turning around, he saw servants coming in and taking away the six empty plates of meat and vegetables and three empty rice bowls, and replacing them with six plates of steaming meat and vegetables and a bowl of rice. His shocked eyes fell on Zhang Xueming who was still eating with his chopsticks next to him.

It was not until Zhang Xueming had cleared the newly served meat dishes and rice in less than a quarter of an hour, gracefully put down his chopsticks, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief that he looked at Zhang Xueming's belly in awe and uttered, "...Zhao Zhao, don't you feel full?"

Zhang Xueming glanced at him with a smile and replied tactfully: "I am a martial artist. I am only seventeen years old and it is the time for me to grow up."

In the past, one pill of the Digestive and Full Abdomen Pill could last for half a month, and she could just eat something every two days to ensure that her stomach and intestines did not shrink. Now that she had entered the mountain in front of the palace gate, in order to hide, she only used her left hand to absorb the energy, and the energy of the Digestive and Full Abdomen Pill was consumed in less than four days. How could she not eat more? Besides, she originally participated in the marriage selection for the sake of having hot meals and hot dishes to eat and someone to serve her and to practice comfortably.

So in addition to wearing fancy clothes, he also has to earn money for food? He is only seventeen years old and a martial artist, so he doesn't eat as much as she does. Gong Yuanzheng didn't dare to say anything, and looked at Gong Shangjiao for help. Gong Shangjiao just lowered his eyes and smiled without responding.

For the second time in his life, Gong Yuanzheng felt the hardship of life.

Zhang Xueming didn't care how complicated his mood was. After dinner, he asked Jin Fu for two bamboo poles, saying that he wanted to clean the ink pool.

Gong Shangjiao had never seen her so obedient before, and always felt that this thing was going to cause trouble again. He didn't even go for a walk after dinner, but just stayed behind the desk while handling official business and staring at her.

After watching for a while, seeing that she and Gong Yuanzheng were each holding a bamboo pole and fishing out paper in the pond very seriously, Gong Shangjiao couldn't help but wonder what a good day today was. Not only did his brother change his temper and speak appropriately in front of the elders, but even the little monster was much more obedient.

Today he had dinner at the same table with Zhang Xueming. Like every time before, he ate too much unconsciously. Since Zhang Xueming didn't make a fuss, he went out for a walk without any worries.

When he came back from strolling around the Corner Palace for a while, he saw Jin Fu at the door, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and he felt something was wrong.

Gong Shangjiao walked over quickly and heard the crackling sound of bamboo poles hitting each other and loud laughter coming from the open palace door, and from time to time there was the sound of bamboo poles hitting the water.

"You little thief, you actually attacked this female hero? Watch out for my sword!"

"Hmph, you little bitch, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know that the Horse King has three eyes! Look at the knife!"

"Hahahaha, Ayuan, you lose!"

"Zhao Zhao, you are amazing! I never knew a bamboo pole could be so much fun!"

"Of course. There's a saying, 'All that stands between us and happiness is a stick.' Who can resist swinging a stick? I can't resist!"

Jin Fu watched as the indifference on Zhang Jun's face, who had just held the knife, began to crack. His face turned blue, then red, and then black.

He quickly suppressed his expression and lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

Gong Shangjiao strode into the main hall.

After a moment, Gong Shangjiao's furious roar rang out like thunder:

"Yeah, I couldn't help it either!"

"I think all that's missing is a stick between you and sadness!"

"Zheng Zhaozhao, Gong Yuanzheng, the two of you take your happy sticks and get out of here! Now! Immediately! Don't let me see you again today!

Two young men carrying bamboo poles came out dejectedly with their heads lowered.

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