The full-level boss is going to escape the famine

Chapter 42
"it is good."

Qin Zhishun agreed and didn't care.

After a while, Cheng Qi came back with a few children.

Qin Da was mature and prudent, he hugged his daughter silently, sat on the edge of the fire, and patted her lightly, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with raising a child just because he was the eldest son of Qin.

"Yo, there is something delicious!"

Cheng Qi said cheerfully when he saw the steamed buns being baked.

To be honest, when getting up early is still chilly, the most comforting food is hot food, especially carbohydrates. There is nothing comparable.

Seeing that everyone started silently eating steamed buns and pancakes, Qin Zhi suddenly had a strange emotion in her heart, and she couldn't express it for a moment.

She turned her head and looked around. Although there were occasional figures of people who got up early in the distance, there seemed to be no one walking around in their area. The nearest carriage seemed to be loaded with goods, and there was no one there.

Qin Zhi pondered for a moment, then took out another cloth bag from the bag, but it was actually taken out from the space, and it was just passed through the bag to hide it.

"What else is delicious?"

Cheng Qi gnawed on a pancake and asked her.

Adults eat coarse grain cakes, and children eat white flour steamed buns. Cheng Qi is no exception.

"Everyone share some food."

What Qin Zhi took out made everyone's movements freeze.

"Burning, roasting chicken?"

Cheng Qi was also taken aback, and immediately raised his head to scan his surroundings.

Wealth is not revealed, and food is also a hard currency in this kind of business.

"I go!"

He muttered something under his breath.

"It's okay."

Qin Zhi tore a roast chicken in half, forked it with a branch, put it on the fire and roasted it.

Although the roast chicken is still warm, it still needs to be roasted, otherwise it is impossible to explain why the chicken is still hot.

Qin Zhi took out three roast chickens in a row, and even Cheng Qi was speechless.

"Eat quickly, so that no one will see you."

Qin Zhi didn't explain much.

Meng Chengyi watched those chickens helplessly, a mouthful of coarse-grain pancakes almost fell out of her mouth, and her brain had lost its function.

The children of the Qin family, big and small, were also stunned.

Qin San, who is the most active and lively, took a long time to swallow his saliva, and said in a low voice:

"Elder sister, this, this, is it for us to eat?"

"Eat."

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Qin Zhi could only do it by herself, first tore off a few legs, and handed one to Qin Siniang.

It must have been too shocking. Qin Siniang, who seldom eats first, always hugged her younger brothers first, and took it in a daze.

Qin Er, Qin San, Qin Wu, each with a chicken leg. Although Qin Da looked old-fashioned, he was actually only ten years old and a child. He also got one, and there was one left. Qin Zhi glanced at Cheng Qi , but handed it to Meng Chengyi.

"Here, for me?"

Meng Chengyi was frightened and dared not take it.

"Miss Qin, give it to Mr. Cheng, Yier is a girl..."

Qin Zhi's eyes were cold, she looked over steadily, seeing Uncle Meng who opened his mouth made his heart shudder, and he couldn't say anything later.

"What are you talking about, just because you are a girl, you need to eat well!"

Cheng Qi took the chicken leg and stuffed it into Meng Chengyi's hand.

"That's right, sister Chengyi, don't hold back, all of you girls, you have to treat yourself better!"

Lu Tianhe also nodded repeatedly, and turned to ask Qin Zhi:

"But Miss Qin, where's yours?"

"Ate."

Qin Zhi said lightly.

"Hurry up and eat, you will be seen later!"

Cheng Qi added another sentence.

These words are more effective than anything else, and the dolls seem to have pressed the play button all of a sudden, releasing the paused state.

Cheng Qi simply gave Lu Tianhe and Uncle Meng a piece of the leftover chicken nugget, and took a piece himself unceremoniously, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"Thank you, Old Qin!"

The temptation to eat meat is not something ordinary people can resist, and the roast chicken is so delicious, even though Uncle Meng felt sorry for it, he couldn't hold it back and started to eat it.

The roast chicken in this kind of supermarket is generally not big, and there is basically no meat left after removing the chicken legs. However, for ordinary people in this era, it is already an extremely rare food. You can only eat some meat during the festivals.

Therefore, these chickens are eaten to everyone's satisfaction, even the bones are not spared, they are chewed into pieces, and the ones that can be swallowed will not be wasted.

Even the hardest chicken thigh bone was bitten open, and it was tasteless after being sucked, so it was reluctantly put into the fire and burned, which saved the effort of cleaning up.

I didn't let go of my fingers, how could I touch it cleanly, and I didn't let go of any oily stars.

Qin Zhi was a little blindsided. Although she asked the children to wipe their hands before eating after a few days, it was just to wipe with a cloth towel soaked in water. It was not the same thing as washing hands. Putting such a finger in your mouth is so sour, tsk!
Alas, as expected, this person is going from frugal to extravagant. In the last days, it would be nice to have something to eat, so how could he still consider the issue of dirty hands?

Everyone was silent, trying to chew the food in their mouths, moving quickly, but never gobbled it up.

Food that is difficult to get, will be chewed carefully, but I dare not eat slowly. Every bite of food is counted only when it is eaten in the stomach. The thing of grabbing food from other people's mouths is nothing new .

As the sky gradually dawned, Qin Zhi and the others put away all the things that should be packed, and were ready to go on their way.

The nobles don't know if they haven't had their breakfast yet, and there is no sign of getting ready to go.

"Miss Qin, what shall we do?"

Lu Tianhe asked Qin Zhi in a low voice, it seems that waiting is not an option, but it is impossible for them to leave first, they must have to follow behind the princess's team.

"Wait."

After Qin Zhi uttered a word, she stopped talking and got into the carriage, ready to catch up on sleep.

Everyone followed suit, and they were all patient, either catching up on sleep, or nestling in the car, reminiscing about the smell of the roast chicken in the morning.

When the sun was out and the carriage in the lead had already started to set off, someone brought over ten multigrain cakes.

Cheng Qi sent it to Qin Zhi first, "What do you think?"

Qin Zhi stretched out her hand to touch it. These pancakes should be freshly made, but they are already completely cold, and there are only ten of them. Is this based on the number of people?
"Thighs are not easy to hug."

Qin Zhi gave a rare sigh of emotion, and Cheng Qi sighed, "It's not easy to make a living!"

"Take it first."

Qin Zhi unceremoniously filled up the pancakes.

The landlord's family doesn't have any surplus food either, it's all real food, and it shouldn't be wasted.

"Isn't this salary declining too quickly? No more white noodles!"

Cheng Qi was obviously a little frustrated, "Why don't you say that the food is not delicious!"

Qin Zhi really wanted to retort, "It's good to have something to eat, when you're hungry, it's up to you to be picky."

But before she could speak, someone came over again, saying that the princess was looking for Cheng Qi to answer.

"The soft rice is here."

A hint of mockery flashed in Qin Zhi's eyes.

(End of this chapter)