She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

However, Lian Chengmo was somewhat surprised to see that Mu Rongyi had not left yet.

"Big brother."

"Junior brother is back! You've come at the right time. Quickly, lend a hand." Mu Rongyi looked up and saw Lian Chengmo walking over, so he hurriedly called out to him.

The junior sister had already gone to cook, while he was chopping up the cut grass and mixing it with some rice bran to feed the chicks, while the little guys were spreading out wild vegetables to dry before feeding them to the rabbits.

He had never done this job before, so he was a bit flustered.

Seeing this, Lian Chengmo immediately took over and told his senior brother to take grass to feed the mules; it was a simple task.

"Seriously, does Junior Sister really need to be so meticulous about feeding a chick?"

"I saw other families just throw a few handfuls of wild vegetables to them and let them eat on their own," Mu Rongyi muttered, feeling slighted.

"Senior Brother doesn't know, but chickens raised this way grow fat," Lian Chengmo explained calmly as he continued working.

Actually, he didn't know either; it was the girl who said that, since he had never raised chickens or ducks before.

As for the little rabbit eating dried wild vegetables and grasses, the little girl said that this would prevent it from getting diarrhea. He didn't quite understand, since wild rabbits eat everything in the wild.

But the girl continued to raise them like this, and none of her rabbits died, and her pheasants grew bigger than others', so Lian Chengmo let her be.

"Alright then." Mu Rongyi glanced at the plump and strong little wild chickens and began to believe them.

He had lived in the valley for many years. The chickens his junior sister raised seemed to be fatter than wild ones. Look at how fat they were. I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to fly if they were released now.

Banxia was quick at cooking. She stir-fried some wild boar meat and some wild vegetables that she had cultivated herself. She put the meat and vegetable dishes into the food box she usually used to send food to her master, and then told Mu Rongyi to take them away.

"Junior Sister, I'm off now. Remember me for tomorrow." Mu Rongyi couldn't help but swallow as he watched his junior sister put the food into the food box.

He's not unfamiliar with wild boar meat, but it doesn't smell as good as this stir-fry in front of him!

Upon receiving a look from his junior sister, Mu Rongyi picked up the food box and left quickly.

Lian Chengmo found the two of them arguing rather puzzling.

"Banxia, ​​what are we going to do tomorrow?" Lian Chengmo asked directly.

"Oh, it's because my eldest brother wants to come to the village for a feast, but he's worried that Master will find it too noisy with so many people, so he asked me to beg Master to let him come."

"Hey, Lian Chengmo, can you help me out tomorrow too?" Banxia said, winking at Lian Chengmo.

With Xiao Guban being so clever, it would be much easier to invite Master with his help.

"Okay." Lian Chengmo nodded in agreement as soon as he heard it was about this matter.

He also felt that his master was a bit aloof, and that one cannot always live in isolation.

Seeing that the little girl's meal was ready, Lian Chengmo hurriedly called his younger siblings to wash their hands and eat.

The next day, after finishing her homework, Banxia grabbed Murong Fu's arm and shook it.

“Master, why don’t you go to the village for the feast? The village head and the doctor really admire you. Just go and visit them.”

"It's a great joy that Yao Li Village has finally managed to survive and settle down. It's good to share in the happiness," Banxia chattered on, while observing her master's reaction.

"No, it's too noisy." Sure enough, Murong Fu hesitated only for a moment before decisively refusing.

"Master, even if I personally cook a big feast, you still won't come?" Banxia asked, feigning a wronged expression.

Sure enough, Murong Fu hesitated.

Mu Rongyi was the one who knew her martial uncle Murong Fu best. Seeing him like this, she immediately gave Banxia a thumbs up, signaling her to keep up the good work.

Lian Chengmo couldn't help but laugh at the interaction between the two senior and junior siblings, but he still quietly walked over to Banxia's side to help her out.

"Banxia, ​​did you use your last jar of jam for the village banquet? Are you too busy to make any new ones now?"

As soon as he said that, everyone looked at him.

Lian Chengmo acted as if he hadn't seen her, staring intently at Banxia as if waiting for her to answer his question.

Murong Fu was speechless. When did this brat figure him out so well?

That's right. As a southerner, Murong Fu not only loves spicy food, but also sweet food. Otherwise, he wouldn't have planted that peach orchard, and even the wine he brewed was sweet.

Since taking on a disciple, the little apprentice would occasionally bring her some homemade jam, which Murong Fu would always use to make tea, and he loved it very much.

For some reason, his cough would feel much better every time he drank the water infused with the jam. Murong Fu simply assumed that the jam was effective in soothing the throat and didn't think much of it.

However, he thought he had done a good job of being discreet, but he didn't expect that this kid had already discovered it.

Mu Rongyi was somewhat surprised. It was obvious that his martial uncle liked spicy food, but how did this kid figure out that his martial uncle liked sweets?

Banxia was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood and cooperated.

“Yes, the soybeans in this field have already started to form seeds. After that, we need to fertilize and weed, so there really isn’t much time to do anything else.” Banxia nodded seriously, glancing at her master every now and then.

Seeing his master's ashen face, he thought the old-fashioned trick hadn't worked.

However, her jam was indeed delicious, but it shouldn't be enough to make her master abandon his principles, right?

"Alright, you two, I'll go. Save the jam for me. Also, most of the peaches in the peach orchard are ripe. You two need to make time to pick them, using the new technique you just learned." Murong Fu interrupted the two helplessly.

He wasn't one to pretend; he always did what he wanted. Although his disciple discovered his love for sweets and his dignified demeanor, what did dignity matter? It's not like you can eat jam.

Besides, the two apprentices can't cause any trouble right now, so let them know what they know. It's good that the younger apprentice makes him more jam to eat in the future.

Hmm, the peaches are ripe, so let's make peach jam.

"Great! Master, you and Senior Brother can come and see later. I'll go back and cook you a big meal first." Banxia jumped three zhang high and ran away.

Lian Chengmo shook his head helplessly and was about to follow when he saw the little girl turn back.

"Lian Chengmo, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go back to help me." Banxia grabbed him and ran off again.

"This little girl is really something, all flustered and impulsive, she doesn't know the meaning of the word 'tranquility' at all," Murong Fu said with a faint smile, shaking his head.

Although he also wanted a quiet and sensible apprentice, a lively and active one would be nice too.

However, when he turned around and saw his junior apprentice's excited expression, Murong Fu's smile froze, and he went straight over and grabbed the other's collar.

"Tell me, did you encourage your junior sister to act cute?"

"And that brat, he actually tried to outsmart his master. Did you teach him?" Murong Fu's tone was serious, his face full of threat, as if to say, "You're dead meat."