The flock of lambs in the space has also grown.
Roasting some meat to eat on the road seems nice.
"Okay."
Han Yuchen had someone set up simple stoves in the courtyard.
Han Luoxue directly killed ten sheep.
Thankfully, the space allows for easy skewering of the mutton, using bamboo leftover from making containers.
They really know how to utilize waste, huh?
The best mutton was made into meat skewers, and Han Luoxue didn't waste the rest either.
Five or six large cauldrons in the mansion were all set up, bones, sheep heads, and offal were all being cooked separately.
With the spices Han Luoxue personally prepared, once the pots boiled, a strong aroma of mutton filled the air.
"What is this thing, why does it smell so good?"
Someone with a keen nose, sniffing, asked.
"It seems like it's coming from the kitchen..."
"Hiss, is there something delicious today?"
Many people poked their heads out to check, but when they saw the large stoves outside the kitchen, everyone was stunned.
"What are you doing?"
"What day is it today?"
"Even during the New Year, there weren't this many stoves."
Unfortunately, no one answered their questions.
"Xuě'er, it smells so good."
Zhou Jie, smelling the aroma, ran over, seeing Han Luoxue busy in the kitchen, she asked with a smile:
"When can we eat? You're so mean, my stomach is already rumbling."
"By the way, where are those three? Why didn't you let them out?"
"Do you think it's appropriate to let them out?"
There were quite a few people in the kitchen; if they were seen by others, wouldn't everyone be scared away?
"Hehe, I miss them."
Zhou Jie chuckled, thinking that Han Luoxue and they were leaving tomorrow, she was still quite disappointed:
"Sigh, when are you coming back?"
Han Luoxue couldn't answer that question either.
After this trip is over, she wants to go home.
She missed her parents and her younger brother too; she wondered if he would still recognize her when they next meet?
The little one must be very strong now, right?
"Let's see how things go."
"Heehee, that's right, we'll be able to see each other soon."
Zhou Jie looked at Han Yuchen who was silent beside her; he hadn't gone out today, and was helping in the kitchen.
This was the first time she had seen Han Yuchen like this; she never thought that the noble Prince Han, the dignified War God Prince, would one day be a cook, tending a fire in the kitchen.
If outsiders knew this, they would probably be shocked.
But looking at Han Yuchen's skillful movements in tending the fire, Zhou Jie felt a pang in her heart.
It was clear that he had practiced many times; she wondered what he had been through all these years.
Cousin really had it hard.
Zhou Yuan also watched silently, then went to another stove and started adding firewood.
"It smells pretty good; Xuě'er's skill is excellent."
"Naturally."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course."
"Then, should you tell your maternal grandfather?"
On this return trip, Han Yuchen didn't tell his grandmother about Han Luoxue.
Otherwise, the old lady wouldn't have been able to sit still.
"Let's see how things go. It's not too late to say it after the marriage!"
Marriage?
Zhou Yuan's mouth twitched violently, and he whispered, "You're planning to get married there? Not returning to the Capital?"
Has this guy really started thinking of himself as a villager?
"Yes. We can have another ceremony upon returning."
Han Yuchen knew better than anyone that if he returned to the Capital and publicly revealed his identity, there would be too many obstacles between him and Han Luoxue.
He was a stubborn man, once he decided on someone, it was for life.
"Suit yourself. But don't underestimate her, though she is a village girl, she has a stubborn temperament. If she knew your identity, she might not be willing to marry you."
That's actually reasonable.
"Therefore, let's get married first."
Han Yuchen agreed wholeheartedly, as he spoke, he glanced at Han Luoxue not far away; Zhou Jie was chattering in her ear, he didn't know what she was saying, but it made her smile slightly.
She was still wearing a coarse cloth dress, but even so, her temperament was no less than Zhou Jie, who had been pampered since childhood.
"Cough cough, don't look, I know your wife is beautiful. But the Capital City is not safe, it's better for you to leave early."
Han Yuchen nodded; he hadn't planned to enter the Capital at this time.
……
"That's not right."
Meng Yao returned home; Xiaoyong was about to be taken away by the keeper; he had to be fed in his cage, otherwise, if his muzzle was removed, he would really bite.
"Wait."
She had never cared about these things before, but seeing Han Luoxue and Zhou Jie's tigers today, she looked at Xiaoyong with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Tell me, why are you so disobedient, when you're also a tiger?"
Meng Yao glared angrily at the tiger, angrily questioning.
Unfortunately, the little tiger didn't understand anything; it glared fiercely at Meng Yao, with no fear in its eyes.
"You…"
"Miss, I heard that tigers are more friendly to those who feed them."
The maid cautiously suggested; Meng Yao thought for a moment.
She remembered that Han Luoxue had also given the little tiger something to eat at that time.
The two little ones ate happily at that time. Could that be the reason?
But she had also heard that before. Animals have a natural dependence on those who feed them.
Meng Yao pondered deeply, and made up her mind, "Bring me some of their food, I'll feed the little tiger myself."
She didn't believe it; why could Han Luoxue do it, but she couldn't?
The young maid, seeing that the Miss was no longer depressed, hurriedly went to get things.
Tigers eat raw meat. Seeing the bloody meat, Meng Yao almost vomited. Looking at this thing, she really had a headache.
"Do they usually eat this? Why did it seem that Han Luoxue's tiger ate cooked dried meat?"
The young maid scratched her head in distress, "I just asked, tigers only eat raw meat."
"But they're both tigers, can the food be different?"
Meng Yao said coldly, "Do we have dried meat in the mansion?"
The young maid didn't know either, and hurriedly said, "Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go and ask."
The kitchen maids naturally knew best what kind of food was available in the mansion.
"Yes, if there is, bring some over."
The maid quickly returned, holding four or five catties of dried meat, quite a lot.
"Miss, I've brought it all, so much, look…"
Meng Yao took it without saying anything, taking it to the tiger's side, a brilliant smile on her beautiful little face:
"Xiaoyong, you eat dried meat too?"
She suddenly thought of the names of Han Luoxue's tigers, Doubao and Dounnai, they sounded fun, but her own…
"I'll give you a nice name; from now on, you are…Douzi?"
The little tiger rolled its eyes helplessly. Douzi wasn't as good as Xiaoyong. But it was a tiger, and had no right to object.
"Quickly, take off his muzzle."
When she had just let Douzi smell the dried meat, she hadn't turned her head. Meng Yao felt that it also liked the smell, and excitedly instructed.
"This, Miss, isn't it a bit risky? It's usually kept in the cage, what if it hurts someone?"
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