After dinner, Qing Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves throughout the day were relieved.
There were large tanks placed at the four corners of the cabin, with icebergs in them.
These were specially prepared for Kangxi.
The imperial dining room and the purchasing ships were all sunk, and it became a disaster going south.
Most importantly, they were unable to get off the ship as quickly as possible to replenish their supplies.
The places where the fleet traveled were all small counties, and they simply could not afford such a large amount of purchases.
Only the place we arrived on the fourth day was a smaller and larger county town.
The imperial chefs were very stubborn and insisted on their own opinions.
In front of Qing Yan, they could not refute it.
Qing Yan could be made with the existing raw materials, but they had no way.
"We may have to lend some of our food to the boss."
Yin picked up his collar and muttered to her in a low voice, "The royal chefs don't dare to prepare so many ingredients."
Qingyan Lianlu was green, and her things were prepared bit by bit.
Yin always said that she hid food like a little mouse, but now she just told her to let it go.
"No."
Qing Yan firmly refused, and the look on his little face became even more determined.
Yin has no confidence in his heart, he is not a good person, and he must have deep brotherhood in front of Huang Ama.
"You can't park the boat here, Xiaoguai."
Yin explained helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face.
"Let those people figure it out for themselves.
You tell the eldest brother that if you don't force these people, they will definitely not do anything."
She had just married into the royal family and was very easy to talk to.
Like the eldest brother, she would often follow the instructions of the slaves. meaning to do it.
As time passed, she realized something was wrong.
The slaves were not only preparing things for their masters, but also deducting a lot from themselves.
After hearing this, Yin became even less annoyed.
These slaves deserved to die.
He stood up and repeatedly told Qing Yan not to leave the cabin again, and left with Su Peisheng.
Qing Yan lowered his head, embroidered with an unfinished purse, and curled his mouth. snort That damn imperial chef was always taking things from her small kitchen.
People who were rewarded by Kangxi could not be punished unless they were in a state like killing their master.
As if there was a shield, the imperial chef not only did not hold back, but became more and more rampant.
She opened her account books and found that a lot of things were missing.
Fortunately, the newly purchased food was something that the imperial chefs looked down upon.
Otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to survive these two days.
At night, the canal is really quiet.
The fleet of boats is sailing on the canal.
People on both sides of the river occasionally find that they can just watch the fleet being lit with bright lanterns, which illuminate the nearby canal as if it were daytime.
This long bright dragon Walking forward slowly.
She opened the window on the right side out of boredom and watched the boat slow down.
She reached for the premonition from the side, put a small bait on it, and threw it directly into the water of the canal.
After a cup of tea, she Lifting the fishing rod, the hook was empty and there was no bait at all.
"Master, I can't catch it.
The guards tried it last night, but the effect was really not good."
Su Lan looked at Qing Yan and complained that the speed of the fleet was a bit fast, causing the bait to float away with the speed of the water.
She sighed.
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The list Sulan handed over made her feel uneasy and she had to think carefully about what to do in the next day. etc.
Qing Yan remembered that there was a fishing net in the small warehouse in her space.
She thought that if she went to the jungle for hunting and found a small ditch, she could catch some small fish to play with.
Now, she could use this to get some things to look at.
She ran to the mahogany box on her embroidered shoes.
There were some toys that Qing Yan played with.
She rummaged inside for a while and took out a white bag.
She took out a green net bag from inside, put all the bait she bought from the space into it, threw it out of the window, and tied the rope of the fishing net to the nail in the window.
Her little face looked forward to it, hoping to get some .
Things are no longer small, it would be nice to have some additions.
It was almost nine o'clock, and Yin came back from outside.
He looked at Qing Yan lying at the window, his eyes were bright.
He walked to her side in confusion, and looked at the little guy's face, which finally looked happy. .
"Little boy, let's take a rest instead."
Yin looked at a small nail on the window with a rope underneath.
"Let's go fishing at night."
Qing Yan smiled and leaned on Yin who was sitting behind him, with a look of longing on his face.
If he could have something, he would feel better.
Yin's line was black, and Xiaoguai's imagination started to wander again.
There were very few things in the canal, and the fleet's speed slowed down at night.
However, it was still a test for night fishing.
However, she turned her head arrogantly and put Yin's words behind her head.
Her eyes were focused on the rope, her little face couldn't help but tense up, and her little hands quickly pulled the fishing net into the water.
Sure enough, there were many lively things in the fishing net.
The fish was thrown onto the deck of the boat at the door, and Qing Yan quickly walked out.
Yin followed closely behind, and with one look at the lights, he had to say that Xiaoguai's night fishing skills were better than theirs.
There are catfish and eel in the fishing net, which are Qingyan’s favorites, and there are also some crucian carp in it.
"Great, these are enough for one dish, Si Si, there is no need to reduce the dishes."
Qing Yan clapped his hands happily, "Su Lan, jump out the crucian carp and throw the rest into the dining room to raise.
The day after tomorrow, we will have lunch Just eat a whole fish feast.”
Qing Yan looked at the empty fishing nets and prepared to try again, otherwise, he would really be unwilling to do so.
"Humph, didn't you say there were no fish?"
Qing Yan wrinkled his little face and rolled his eyes with arrogance.
"Okay, you are the best."
Yin laughed.
These little toys of Xiaoguai can also bring so many benefits.
Qing Yan took two handfuls of bait from his small purse, put them into the fishing net, threw them in with a smile, and hung them on the nails.
"It's too late now, we must rest."
Yin ignored Qingyan's resistance and dragged him directly into the cabin.
After a while, ambiguous voices came out.
After Su Lan heard this, she couldn't help but think of Su Xin.
Originally, the two of them were the smoothest match.
If she could discover some of Su Xin's previous small actions, would Su Xin still be alive?
Qing Yan was pressed down by Yin, and his little head was still thinking about the results in the fishing net.
He looked down at the little guy's pink face and couldn't help but take a bite.
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"What are you doing?"
The whole body was covered in hot sweat.
The little guy was pressed into a large shape by him.
He pinched his cheeks with his little hands, feeling uncomfortable.
"If the slaves outside hear this, how can I survive?"
She glared at him several times, her little mouth flattened, but the fullness below made her angry eyes full of flattery.
Poof Yin moved with a bad smile.
The little one had not felt at ease all day.
Now let her sleep tiredly so that she can have a better rest tomorrow.
"Don't move," Qing Yan crossed his arms and muttered softly.
He couldn't help laughing, and took it off easily with his big hand, leading her to experience the hot feeling again
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