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"Yes, I have naan bread." Aya had a cloth bag tied around her waist.

"Your Majesty, I have this too, and I have a water bag." Many people brought food, because the Colosseum will be closed once the game starts, and the length of the game is variable. Most of the audience will bring their own food and drink .

"I don't know how long it will take to go out. Let's gather up the food and redistribute it." Usman said, "Sit down and rest by the way."

"Ok."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone responded one after another, and Aya took the lead to collect the food bags one by one.

Finally, this topic did not focus on Yan. Yan turned around angrily, and pulled Usman to the corner: "Why did you stop me from explaining?"

"I didn't stop you. Besides, no matter how you explain it, it's futile." Usman smiled.

"Why is it in vain? Just because you refused to express your position clearly..."

"I like you, Yanyan, my attitude has always been very clear."

"You—" Yan grabbed Usman's collar angrily, "Don't like me! Do you hear me!"

"This... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. How can people be ruthless, and don't you realize that the biggest reason they guess about our relationship is because of you?"

"I?"

"That's right. Suddenly dragging someone into a corner like this, and pulling on the collar as a gesture of kissing..." Usman blinked and said innocently, "How can they not misunderstand."

"Ah!" Yan Fei quickly let go, and then suddenly realized that everyone treated Usman with respect and respect, but he, as the envoy of Dayan, would "hands and feet" and "thump" Usman from time to time. The complexion" plus "whispering in the ears", no matter how you look at it, it looks like...something that only old couples who are close to each other will do.

Yan was like a stone man, his hands and feet were frozen there, motionless.

So all these misunderstandings were caused by him?Did he still blame Usman by mistake?

If it is said that realizing that he was kissed by Usman several times was like thunder, now that Yan finally understands that he is the culprit of "spreading rumors", his whole body is crushed like a fortress, and his body and mind are like a dead wood .

"My lord, the dry rations and water slaves have been counted." Aunt Aya didn't dare to disturb her, so she could only send a message across the air.

"Yeah." Usman nodded, walked a few steps over there, and found that Yan was still in a daze and didn't follow.

Usman looked at the cute Yan, couldn't help smiling, took his hand, and brought him back to the crowd.

Seeing the closeness between the emperor and the prince, everyone believed in their relationship even more.

And Yan was probably immersed in his own world of ice and snow, so he was unaware of Usman's intimate holding hands until he saw all kinds of food lined up on the ground like a stall. I just came back to my senses.

Usman just let go of his hand and talked to Aunt Aya.

"Is it all here?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yan sees that there are quite a lot of dry food, there are big pancakes that can be spread out as a bedding cover, bitter vegetable cakes that are as small as the palm of your hand, baked buns filled with beef offal, vegetarian buns stuffed with pickled radishes, and oiled paper. A whole roasted chicken wrapped in a bag, and a pile of roasted camel's feet scattered in a cloth bag.

There was also a bag of raw eggs, but it was smashed badly, and the cloth bag containing the eggs was wet.

A reckless man said embarrassedly: "I just like raw eggs."

"Pick some eggs whose shells haven't broken yet and can still be eaten." Yan said, then checked the water sac.

Most of the men brought sheepskin wine sacs, which contained wine, tangerine wine and rye wine.

The two aunts brought tea, which was herbal tea made with old tangerine peel, fat sea, and some special herbs. It smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and they couldn't be prepared for the inflammation. When they uncorked the bottle, they were choked by the smell of medicine His nose was sour, and he almost shed tears.

Aunt Aya then explained: "Your Highness, this smells bad, but it can moisten your throat."

Isn't that right, who in the Colosseum shouted at the throat, and it would be impossible not to have some throat-soothing tea.

"Okay, as long as it can quench your thirst." Yan nodded.To quench my thirst, only my aunt's herbal tea can be used. Drinking too much alcohol will cause trouble.

"Although the food seems to be a lot, if you don't distribute it carefully, you will finish it soon." Usman said.There are quite a few of them, and they are all strong men.

"Yeah." Yan also agreed.

"Your Majesty, let the servants divide the matter." Aunt Aya took the initiative to take the responsibility, and Usman had no objection. This woman seemed to be in charge of things at home, and she had her own way of eating and drinking.

"Big sister, come and help me." Aunt Aya also greeted, and another aunt followed to help, and Yan also helped pass things and cleaned up the food bags.

Compared with Dayan who uses food boxes to store dishes and food, Xiliang people prefer food bags that are easy to carry.It's made from oil-wicking cheesecloth and has a drawstring sewn into the top.After putting away the food, the bag can be carried in the hand or tied around the waist by tightening the bag, so you don't have to worry about losing the rice bag when you are working or on the road.

Wealthy people will put cloth bags with more beautiful colors and higher textures on the outside of the bags, or simply hang gem chains on them, which are extremely luxuriously decorated.Sometimes from the "wine bags and rice bags" that people carry with them, they can tell what their origins are, whether they are rich or poor.

Only one of these bags is covered with embroidery, and the rest are ordinary dark brown oilcloth bags, so it can be seen that most of them are civilians.

Of course, not everyone brought food, and the young man with a serious head injury didn't bring anything.

Yan picked some delicious soft food for him, and kept the most unpalatable dry food for himself.

The woman picked a lot of good things for Usman, such as roast chicken, etc., packed them in the best food bags, and handed them to Yan.

Yan took it and said for Usman: "Thank you."

"You are very polite, Your Royal Highness." Everyone said with a smile.

"Since everyone is sharing food, let's fill up our stomachs and leave after eating," Usman suggested.

"Yes, Your Majesty." In fact, they were all tired, hungry and thirsty, but they were too embarrassed to say so, since Your Majesty offered to take their leave, they quickly bowed and "resigned", and they all found places to sit down and eat.

"It's a pity to throw away these broken eggs, they are all fresh." Yan saw the small half bag mixed with egg shells, picked it up and put it in front of Shuangya, "You shouldn't be picky eaters, right?"

Frost Fang kept lying on his stomach and licking his paws, maybe he didn't expect to have a share, he was a little dazed, then stood up, and flicked the tip of his tail happily at Yan.

Yan took a closer look at Shuangya, and found that apart from its bigger size, greener eyes, sharper teeth, and sharper claws, it didn't seem too scary. Sometimes it didn't look like a wolf, but looked like a wolf. a big dog.

"It has never been a picky eater since it was a child." Usman said with a smile, "It just puts everything in its mouth, which makes it so fat."

"It's your fault for not disciplining it properly." Yan corrected, "How can you blame it for being greedy?"

"This..." Usman called Qu Qu, "Yanyan, you don't know something, it has a good way of begging for food, and most people can't resist it."

"Hmph, I'm not that ordinary person." Yan didn't believe in evil, and quickly brought back the bag of eggs, Shuangya was stunned, before he even had time to protect the food.

Then Shuangfang looked up at Usman, and Usman spread his hands to express that he had no choice.

Shuangya sat upright, looked at Yan with the corners of his eyes hanging up, his nose wrinkled angrily, Yan just wanted to say: "It's useless for you to scare me, I'm not afraid of you." The ground raised upwards, and then a row of white front teeth were exposed, the ears tried to fly upwards, the big eyes were half-closed, showing an extremely flattering - like a fox-like smile.

"What?" Yan looked dumbfounded.He had never seen a wolf laugh, especially when Shuangya made a gurgling sound, as if he was acting like a baby, he looked so enthusiastic, he froze there, and the egg bag in his hand was snatched away by Shuangya.

"Look." Usman said with a smile, "It can act like a baby."

But Shuangya didn't eat the eggs immediately, but looked at Usman, who nodded and said, "You can eat what Yanyan gave you."

Only then did Shuangya open the food bag with her paws, and lick the egg juice inside to eat. It has always swallowed whole eggs alive. For its big mouth, eating eggs is similar to eating pigeon eggs. He was chewing in his mouth.

Although the eggshell is broken now, it does not affect its tongue, and licks it into its mouth. The inside of the bag was licked by Shuangfang as if it was washed clean, leaving no eggshell scum .

"It's delicious, Yaya." Usman said with a smile.

"Sure enough, you indulged him." Looking at Usman's pampering Shuangfang, Yan couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"Yes, Yanyan, you are right to teach me a lesson." Facing the facts, Usman couldn't justify himself, so he had to humbly admit it.

Everyone was eating while listening to Jun Shang being lectured by Prince Dayan, this feeling was like a dream.

"Tell me, we saw the scene of your Majesty's horror, and if we get out, we will be killed and silenced." I don't know who mentioned it, and everyone lost their appetite in fright, and tried to move aside Move, try to stay as far away as possible from your majesty and Prince Dayan.

"Why, how could it be, it's just a fear of internal... It's nothing." Aunt Aya said, but she moved the seat the fastest and the farthest.

Yan saw that they were "sitting" farther and farther away, and a group of people were almost squeezed into the corner, so he couldn't help saying: "Usman, look, you have such good people, and you are afraid of making noise in such a big place." You eat and move away."

Usman naturally understood what was going on, and seeing Yan being so innocent, he couldn't help laughing, and even nodded in agreement.

"Don't look at them, you can eat some too." Usman put his food bag into Yan's hand, and then took the rough bitter vegetable cakes in Yan's hand.

"What do you mean?" Yan asked.

"Why am I willing to let you eat these?" Usman said, "Bitter vegetable cakes are made from bitter vegetable roots, which are bitter and astringent. Those who can't afford fresh vegetables will use bitter vegetable to make cakes as vegetables." .”

"Then you should eat more, and pay more attention to people's livelihood." Yan was not polite, and directly took the roasted chicken leg in Usman's food bag and ate it. The chicken was fragrant and tough, with a bit of exotic pepper aroma , the taste is very good.

Usman gave Yan a doting smile, and then picked up the bitter vegetable cake to eat, but he didn't have a "difficult to eat" expression, it looked like he had eaten it before.

Moreover, Usman ate very elegantly, as he did in the Beast Camp, but Yan munched on it, disregarding his royal image.

Seeing Usman lightly pinching the cake with one hand and holding the crumbs underneath with the other, Yan couldn't help but said, "You don't need to pretend at this time."

No matter what the situation is, you still have to show off. At this time, you should eat big, and try to fill your stomach first. Yan is already very hungry, so he can't care about eating.

"Huh?" Usman looked at Yan puzzled.

It was only then that Yan realized that Usman was not putting on the airs of a monarch, but that he himself was like this. Not only did he have the demeanor of a monarch in his gestures, but he also had a sense of detachment that did not eat fireworks.

This made Yan feel that his eating appearance was very frustrating, or rather dwarfed by comparison.

But he didn't correct his rude manner, instead he blamed Usman for putting on a show, Yan suddenly felt that he was too harsh on Usman.

Although he is a jerk, at least he is a jerk with an elegant appearance.

"It's nothing, let's eat your cake." Yan said.

"Actually... I don't have much appetite, but seeing you eating so deliciously makes me feel hungry." Usman smiled, "Even this bitter vegetable cake is sweet."

"Stop flattering." Yan reluctantly wanted to lower his prejudice against Usman, but he bumped into him himself, Yan sighed secretly: "This man is full of lies, you can't believe it, and you can't be soft-hearted!"

"I'm not flattering you. Speaking of which, I really like watching you eat." Usman smiled sideways, "It's like Frost Fang."

A vein popped up on the back of Yan's hand holding the roasted chicken leg.

"I have a good appetite and I am not picky about food. No matter what I eat, I can always eat it clean."

"...!!" There were already two blue veins on the back of Yan's hand, and the chicken leg in his hand had been crushed and fell to the ground.

Shuangya saw it, maybe it was a pity, it came over and ate it.

"I feel that you are very easy to support." At this time, Usman said again.

"Really?" Yan gave Shuang Fang all the chicken legs left in his hand, then stared at Usman through gritted teeth.