I steamed buns for the general

Chapter 5

Qin Jin pretended to be calm, as if he wasn't the one who grabbed Zhijin's arm just now, glanced at the chair beside him, and said to her, "Sit." After speaking, he sat down by himself, took a sip of tea from his teacup.

Zhijin was still very nervous, the fear in her heart was even stronger, her legs were even a little weak, when she heard his words, she was startled at first, and then she was afraid of offending him, so she sat down next to the corner of the chair, staring at Qin Jin carefully, carefully Qin Jin felt frustrated by his appearance.

This is the first time Qin Jin has looked at this girl closely and carefully, and glanced at her from the top down. The gray nun robe has been washed and turned white, but it is very clean. With autumn water in his mouth, his eyes are bright, but full of timidity.Wearing a hat with the same color as the robe on the top of the head, the whole body is clean and refreshing, giving people a good impression.

Only those trembling legs betrayed her temper, she seemed too timid.

"How old?"

After asking, even Qin Jin himself was startled, why did he speak in such a low and gentle tone?This is his voice?Could it be that he was stunned?

Zhijin shivered, stood up from the chair, lowered his head and quickly picked up the Buddhist beads in his hand, and replied in an almost weak voice: "Hui, General Hui, the poor nun is thirteen this year."

Qin Jin looked at her cautious appearance as if facing an enemy, and felt even more unhappy. After taking a deep breath, he asked again: "Are you afraid of me?"

"Yes, ah no no no no." Zhijin stuttered suddenly because of fear, and didn't know what he said at all.In fact, she really wanted to nod and say yes, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them consciously when she saw this man's face, so worthless...

Seeing her hopeless and timid appearance, Qin Jin couldn't help but stare at her again, and sure enough, her small body trembled again.He waved his hand, "Go and steam a pot of steamed buns for me."

Zhijin stood up and left as if she was about to receive an amnesty.Steaming steamed buns is good, this is her strong point, it would be great to let her steam steamed buns in the kitchen all the time, as long as she doesn't face this person, she can do anything.There was nothing to hide about her expression, Qin Jin saw it clearly, and felt even more depressed.

After getting the general's order, Zhijin didn't care about other things, so she hurried to the kitchen to steam steamed buns. She thought that ten steamed buns should be enough for five people, so she rolled up her sleeves and kneaded the dough, kneading it into balls Finally put it in a large pot.

The fire was very hot, and Zhijin sat in front of the pot and looked at the flames, thinking about how to persuade the cold-faced general to give up and let her take care of him. When I saw him that afternoon, he was wearing a blue robe, and he felt so scary without looking carefully, but This morning, this person was wearing a military uniform, his eyes were as cold as ice, and Ji Xiao stood there, the coldness and aura all over his body could frighten her into weakness.

Thinking of that look, Zhijin shuddered all over, just as the steamed buns were steaming, she hesitated for a while, then picked up the steamed buns and some small pickles and walked towards the guest room in the middle courtyard.

The door was still closed, and there was no sound from inside. Zhijin knocked on the door and pushed it in, but there was no one inside. As soon as she put it down, she heard footsteps. She was startled, turned around trembling, and saw Qin Jin Zheng Standing behind him, staring at her for a moment.

"Gulu." A sound broke the silence, Qin Jin looked embarrassed, and turned his eyes to the steamed buns on the table, regardless of Zhijin standing here, went straight over, picked up the steamed buns and ate them.

Zhijin looked at him in surprise, and then asked: "Well, don't your companions eat?" She remembered that there were five of them here.

After eating two steamed buns, Qin Jin looked up at her, then lowered his head, unwilling to answer her question at all.But within a quarter of an hour, all ten steamed buns went into his stomach.He took a sip of tea, then looked at Zhijin and asked, "Is there any more?"

Zhijin can no longer be described as surprised at this moment, but should be described as frightened.Since she grew up, she has never seen anyone who can eat so much. She made these ten steamed buns according to the amount of five ordinary diners, but the person in front of her ate them all and asked her if she had any more.She felt her tongue was tied and she didn't know how to answer.

"Yes or not?" Seeing that she was silent, Qin Jin frowned and asked again. Although he was no longer hungry after eating ten steamed buns, he still lacked something.

"No, no more." Zhijin stammered and recovered from the shock, not daring to look this man in the eye.

"Steam more next time." Qin Jin added in order to be full next time.

Zhijin glanced at him timidly, thinking that this man was really scary, she would have to steam more steamed buns next time after eating ten steamed buns for a meal, but she dared not listen to what this man said, so she nodded hurriedly, "Yeah, yeah . Poor nun remember."

Seeing her timid appearance, Qin Jin remembered the purpose of going up the mountain, and asked again: "Do you know what kind of medicine you went to the pharmacy that day?"

When Zhi Jin heard his words, she was surprised again, but she didn't dare not answer: "I know."

"What medicine?"

"Sure, it should be medicine for typhoid fever." Generally, people in the nunnery have no serious problems, and they usually go out to get medicine for typhoid fever.But that day the presiding teacher told her not to tell others about the prescription, but how did this person in front of her know?
Qin Jin frowned, "Okay, that's all for today, you go back first, and you can cook a pot of porridge tomorrow morning."

He thought he was being generous, but Xiao Ni stood still. He thought he was asking for money, so he took off the money bag from his waist and handed it to her, "Take it."

Zhijin looked at him in surprise, but didn't reach out to pick it up. Qin Jin frowned, and his voice became louder: "Take it."

The hand wrapped in the sleeve slowly stretched out, took the money bag, but still refused to leave, Qin Jin was angry, "Why are you still sticking here? Let me see you off." If it was a man, he would have already Someone beat her up and threw her out, but she happened to be a little nun, she was still pretty and pitiful, looking at you with big eyes made people think that you were bullying her.

Zhijin shivered, took a step back in a very useless way, and replied with a blushing face: "No, no, I, I, I can't cook porridge. I, I, I can only steam steamed buns."

Qin Jin was taken aback, he didn't expect to hear such an answer, the steamed bun just now even had a faint smell of wheat on his lips, it was much more delicious than the steamed ones made by ordinary cooks, he thought he could steam such good steamed buns People should be able to cook other dishes well, but the little nun in front of her lowered her head, her face was blushing, and she whispered that she could only steam steamed buns and nothing else.

Looking back at the pickles left on the table, I also understood why she was so bold and only gave him pickles. She really only knows how to steam steamed buns.

Steamed buns are just steamed buns. It’s better than nothing. He waved his hand and ordered: “Steam ten steamed buns tomorrow morning. Also let those of you who know how to cook cook two dishes in your nunnery. Go out.”

Zhijin bowed to salute, lowered her head and carried the tray out, and waited for the door behind her to close, and then let out a deep breath that she had been suffocating all this time, if she stayed any longer, she might not be suffocated to death by herself.

The next morning, Zhijin got up before dawn. She cleaned the yard first and then went to the kitchen to steam steamed buns. While steaming steamed buns, Qingyu came in and asked in surprise when she saw her, "Why are there so many?"

Zhijin snorted and said, "That cold-noodle general has a big belly and eats ten steamed buns for a meal."

"Ten steamed buns?" Qingyu was also taken aback, she had never seen such an edible man.That man was very good-looking, if not for the scary aura around him, the cold eyes, and the terrifying legend about him, she definitely would not have pushed such a good job to Qing Shui.

Zhijin nodded, pursed her mouth, and looked at Qingyu begging for help, "Senior Sister, that person still wants to cook two dishes, but I can't."

Seeing her aggrieved look, Qingyu was in a rare good mood, and recommended herself: "I'm fired."

Zhijin's eyes lit up, she held her hand, and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior sister, you are so kind. Why don't you help me deliver it."

Qingyu was very happy one moment, but pushed her away the next moment, "No, no." Who wants to serve that cold and frightening person.I heard that this man is extremely cruel, tyrannical, especially likes to kill, she doesn't want to provoke him.

In the end, Zhijin couldn't escape this fate, thinking that she didn't get beaten yesterday, so she couldn't go wrong if she served her carefully today.

Ignoring the meal, Zhijin hurried to the middle courtyard with steamed buns and two stir-fries.At this time, Qin Jin was washing his face in the courtyard. Seeing her coming in, he shook his hands and went into the room to sit down. He took a sip of water before going to look at her.

The little nun was very small, very short, with childishness on her face, long eyelashes drawn down, she didn't dare to look at him at all, carefully put the steamed buns and fried noodles on the table, then slowly backed away with her head down .

Just when Qin Jin picked up the steamed bun, he suddenly heard an untimely cry, he frowned and followed the sound, and there was another sound.Zhijin blushed, turned around in embarrassment and walked quickly.

"Stop." A cold voice came from behind him, and Zhijin shivered helplessly again, daring not to move his body anymore, only hearing his stomach gurgling.Zhijin pursed her lips, her face flushed, she was really ashamed.

Seeing her frightened look, Qin Jin suddenly wanted to laugh, but his tone was still cold: "Sit down and eat." Look, what a magnanimous person he is.

He thought he was magnanimous, but Zhijin didn't think so. She couldn't figure out what the cold-faced Yan Luo meant, and she froze there in fright, not daring to move.

"Could it be that you need me to feed you?" The voice lowered a little.Zhijin shivered, then quickly turned around, and sat down on the other side of the table, with her butt barely touching the stool.

Qin Jin watched with satisfaction, continued to bite the steamed bun, then raised his head, and saw the little nun looking at her timidly, and couldn't help frowning.This time, before he could speak, Zhijin quickly reached out her small hand to pick up a steamed bun, ate it quickly, and peeked at Qin Jin anxiously with her big eyes.

Qin Jin pretended not to notice, and ate with peace of mind. After a while, he saw the little nun eating steamed buns, her mouth was bulging, and she chewed quickly. The next second, she caught his sight, choked violently, and coughed violently. , her little face was flushed with suffocation, and her eyes were filled with tears from choking, so pitiful.

(End of this chapter)