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Chapter 218 I want to eat hot pot, but I can't
A few people with quick hands and feet, it seems that they have now become the leaders of this group of people, and they are distributing the supplies they brought.

Looking at the group of people, Jiang Zhao suddenly thought.

I once promised Cheng Wudi that when he came back, I would treat him to a drink that he had never drunk before.

Jiang Zhao had thought about making wine before.

If you brew your own wine, you can invite these people to come and pay them yourself.

Jiang Zhao decided to go back and put all the wine making on the agenda.

Wei Xiang, Simu Bai and several men went to help them repair the temple.

Huaxie, her maid, Jiang Zhao, Zhuzi Aniang, and a few children started to cook.

After all, you can't always drink porridge.

So Aunt Zhuzi rolled up her sleeves and prepared to cook a few dishes.

Jiang Zhao is in charge of picking vegetables and then washing them.

This is probably the only thing she can do. After all, if she cooks, everyone will be hungry.

The sound of tinkling repairs sounded around, because of the rain, many places were leaking, and the places to be repaired were clearly visible.

I don't know if it will rain today, so everyone is rushing to repair the room first.

Jiuqi's hand holding the hammer was already red from the cold. The temperature in the mountains was already low, and the rain made the temperature around here even lower.

The cold rain was on his hands, and the biting coldness made him a little unbearable.

From time to time, he put his hand to his mouth and let out a sigh of relief. He felt that his hand was almost unable to hold the hammer.

But the repair work still needs to be done. Grasp the hammer firmly and hit the nail hard.

After smashing the frame, the board was finally fixed.

Then he threw the hammer on the ground, ran to the cooking stove, stretched out his hand and started roasting.

Grumbling while grilling.

"It's so cold that you can't hold a hammer."

"Hurry up and warm yourself by the fire, and drink some hot water to keep warm."

Aunt Zhuzi brought a bowl of hot water. She didn't buy tea, so she had to drink hot water to make ends meet.

Jiuqi held a cup of hot water and took a sip, his stomach was warmed.

After washing the vegetables, Jiang Zhao also ran over and squatted next to the stove to warm up.

Hands hurt from washing vegetables in cold water.

Jiu Qi moved to the side to make room for her.

After a while, a few children came over to enjoy the fire, and they squatted around the fire grate.

Jiang Zhao felt that this range and the weather were really suitable for eating hot pot.

What a wonderful thing it is to gather around the stove and cook hot pot together.

But the current seasoning and ingredients in this temple are limited, so the hot pot can only be thought of later.

Aunt Zhuzi thoughtfully brought everyone a cup of hot tea while cooking, letting everyone drink to warm up.

After warming up, everyone returned to the repair work in public.

Hua Shame means that she will follow Si Mubai wherever she is, although she can't climb up and down like them for repairs.

But hand them nails, hammers, and some handkerchiefs to wipe off their sweat.

Although the weather is cold now, their hard work still makes them sweat continuously.

When the cold wind blows again, they start to swing in the cold wind.

Huaxie handed them some hot water to warm them up.

In the sound of tinkling frames, the night gradually fell.

Aunt Zhu's pot also began to emit the smell of food.

Because she was afraid that it would be too late to go down the mountain, Aunt Zhuzi took the time to prepare the meals and greeted everyone to eat.

"The meal is ready, let's eat first."

Jiuqi was the first to put down his things and rush into the kitchen.

Jiang Zhao looked at Jiu Qi, who was in a hurry, and laughed.

"You are reincarnated from starvation, you are in such a hurry to cook."

Jiu Qi said while washing his hands in the sink.

"After working all afternoon, I'm tired, cold and hungry. I have to make a quick meal to comfort my tired body."

Shaking off the water stains on his hands, Jiu Qi walked to the stove and sat down.

Jiang Zhao handed him a handkerchief so that he could wipe his hands.

Aunt Zhuzhu put the prepared meals on the stove, and she specially put a big wooden board on it.

In this way, everyone sitting around the stove will also feel warmer.

Simu Bai and Wei Xiang also withdrew at this time.

Jiang Zhao quickly greeted them both.

"Zhongqing, Brother Mu Bai, hurry up and enjoy the fire. You must be very tired after working hard all afternoon."

Hua shyly followed behind Si Mubai, this afternoon, she was just like Si Mubai's little tail, no matter how hard she flicked it, she couldn't shake it off.

Si Mubai went straight to Jiang Zhao's side, sat down beside her and started to warm up by the fire.

Wei Xiang also sat down on the other side of Jiang Zhao.

Hua shame wanted to sit down, but someone else was already sitting next to Si Mubai, she watched the child sitting next to Si Mubai.

The footsteps stopped slowly, with a slight disappointment on his face.

Other places are either children or some men. She doesn't really want to be close to the stove now, even though she is shivering a little from the cold now.

Aunt Zhuzi looked at the embarrassing Huasha and stepped forward.

"Little lady, it's warm in the stove over there, you can sit there."

Judging from Huaxiu's clothes, it can be seen that she is from a wealthy family. She was spoiled and raised since she was a child, so how could she come into contact with unrefined rough people like them.

Huaxiu obeyed her words and went inside the stove.

After warming up to the fire, she felt alive again.

Aunt Zhuzi brought a bowl of rice covered with various dishes, all of which she cooked just now.

"These are all the meals I cook, but I have rough hands and feet, and the cooking is definitely not as good as yours, little lady. Let's eat it alive first, and the real thing is not to be hungry."

Huaxie took the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile.

"These dishes look delicious, how can they be a living."

"Auntie has worked hard making meals all afternoon."

Everyone likes to hear the sweetest words, and Aunt Zhuzi is already grinning from ear to ear.

"It's not hard work. It's really hard work for you to repair this house. Even if I cook some dishes, I do it at home and here. It's hard work."

"You eat first, and if you don't have enough, just call me and I'll serve you some more."

Huaxie nodded and let Aunt Zhuzi do her own thing.

Looking at Si Mubai not far away, the fire from the stove reflected on his face, as if the god of fire was alive.

But the expression on his face is extremely cold, which makes people feel a kind of contradictory beauty.

While adding vegetables, Jiang Zhao put her hand next to the stove to roast.

It was already dark outside, and the moon was covered by thick dark clouds.

Jiang Zhao took a big bite of the rice, and then said.

"Hurry up and eat. We should go after we finish eating. If it doesn't rain, we won't be able to go back."

Jiuqi nodded, and imitated her big mouthful of rice, he didn't want to live here.

The rooms here are basically full. If you want to live here, you have to squeeze with everyone.

He still prefers the big bed at home.

(End of this chapter)