Chapter 557: The Little Milk Bun Is a Little Money-Grubber

Qin Bi pondered. She felt that the luck of the Qin Yan Hou Fu was rarely shared with Qin He.

Qin Lang thought of their harvest this time and covered it up without saying anything, and Qin He was not smooth. He smiled: "How can this be? Isn't she full-level luck value? We covered up the harvest, and Qin He was not smooth."

Qin Tan and Qin Di and the others were also thoughtful. Luck and blessings were mysterious, invisible and untouchable. If the luck group didn't appear, no one could see who had luck and blessings.

Through several calls for rain and snow, the small luck group appeared, which showed that Qin Bi had luck.

As for Qin He? She was full-level luck value.

Qin Tan scoffed. Speaking of Qin He, it was really interesting. Other people's blessings were ordinary blessings, but Qin He was good, coming up with full-level luck value, which showed she was very greedy and eager for quick success.

The Great Yan Emperor was full-level luck value, supported by civil and military officials in the court, as well as the scholars and strategists of the Great Yan. What did Qin He have? Did the Qin Yan Hou Fu surround her?

Thinking of this, Qin Tan's heart sank.

Not to mention, before this, the Hou Fu was really surrounding Qin He.

"Always covering it up and not saying anything?" Qin Xun asked.

Qin Xun was referring to the harvest of the small space of the Beast Realm. They came back and covered it up all along. Qin He only knew that their team killed the flame beast, but didn't know about other harvests.

For example, small sweet radishes and spiritual sweet potatoes.

Qin Bi smiled: "Talk about it after eating."

The spiritual food was all eaten, so what face did Qin He have to say it was her luck? Besides, whatever she said was useless; it was all eaten. Qin Bi's meaning was to see how Qin He would lose face.

Qin Xun and Qin Tang and Qin Lang smiled. They were happy to see this.

"Guess what I brought?" Qin Bi said with a smile.

"What?" Qin Lang asked with bright eyes.

Qin Bi walked out and greeted Qin Lang: "I brought field snails. Go, put chili and stir-fry field snails to eat."

As soon as Qin Lang heard it, he was happy. Field snails, the younger generation loved to eat them. Unfortunately, as soon as they returned from the small space of the Beast Realm, Qin Lang and the others ate the field snails they caught. Originally, things with many shells and little meat were not enough to eat.

Qin Tang and Qin Xun followed immediately. Qin Tan's study courtyard had a kitchen.

Qin Lang was very familiar with the things in the kitchen. Qin Bi took out field snails and chili from the storage bag. She didn't take other seasonings. Qin Xun cleaned the field snails with clear water, and Qin Lang went to call Zhu Shi to stir-fry the field snails.

"Go and call the children too." Qin Tan ordered.

Qin Xun went to call them. Qin Tang and Qin Xun's children were also sensible. The children wandered over, not making noise. Qin Bi and the others covered up eating spiritual food, not because they were afraid of Qin He, but mainly because they were worried that she would divide their luck.

This Qin He's luck value was very strange, and no one had a bottom in their hearts.

Qin Bi didn't feel reluctant to eat. In the Qin Yan Hou Fu, what they were fighting for was luck. Eating well was also a blessing.

As soon as the stir-fried field snails with chili came out of the pot, the children swallowed their saliva greedily.

"So fragrant." Qin Xun's child said.

"The soup is also delicious when dipped in steamed buns." Qin Tang's youngest son said: "Spicy and delicious."

Jiang Shi brought steamed buns. Qin Bi broke them open, shared them with Qin Su, and took the buns to dip in the soup. Ten jin of stir-fried field snails with chili was not a little. She scooped a large basin and ate around the table.

There was also stewed spiritual poultry duck, spicy, which was also fragrant enough to swallow one's tongue.

Lin Shi was also greedy and came with Jiang Shi. Dip the soup with steamed buns. There were not so many stir-fried field snails. Tasting was okay, but eating enough was impossible. Qin Bi and Qin Lang and Qin Su all loved to eat them.

Went to call He Shi, but He Shi didn't come. Spiritual field snails were rare things, and the children didn't have enough to eat, so she didn't go.

In fact, Qin Tan and Qin Di, and Qin Bi were just testing. Covering up eating, the Third Room and the Fourth Room lived prosperously. See what Qin He would be like? Before, the Second Room lived prosperously, but the Third Room and the Fourth Room were just average.

Qin Bi didn't feel reluctant to eat. In the Qin Yan Hou Fu, what they were fighting for was luck. Eating well was also a blessing.

Qin Lang and Qin Tang and Qin Xun didn't be polite to the children. They all took stir-fried field snails to eat. He Shi fortunately didn't come. Qin Han thought about making clothes of flame beast for the two children.

Qin Han came to the door and saw He Shi, putting down the small food box: "Mother, I brought you pastries, still hot."

He Shi tasted a piece: "Not bad, you eat too."

Qin Han was a concubine-born daughter raised by He Shi, so she was casual and took the pastries to eat: "Where are the eldest sister-in-law and the others?"

He Shi drank tea: "They went to your Third Aunt's side."

Qin Han just asked, not really missing Jiang Shi and Lin Shi, wanting to find them to talk. It was good that Jiang Shi and Lin Shi were not there, saving He Shi from being in a dilemma about whether to give her the flame beast.

"Mother." Qin Han watched He Shi finish eating, and only then hesitated: "I want a few pieces of flame beast hide to make new clothes for the two children to wear for the Red Flame Festival."

He Shi: "......"

He Shi knew that Qin Han cared about Qin Bi's previous engagement with Jiang Mo and reminded Qin Han: "You are not unaware that the flame beast was transmitted back by Qin Bi. If you really want it, go ask Qin Bi."

Qin Han lowered her head: "I won't ask her."

"Then don't ask." He Shi said.

Qin Han was silent. After a while, she

She is still joining in the fun; knowing the Yan Guogong Manor likes to raise other people's children, the little milk bun actually went to join in the fun to ask for things too. Wouldn't this make the Yan Guogong Madam angry enough to get sick?

The little milk bun turned his head, looked at Rong Juan, and his eyes brightened: "Go ask?"

"Not going." The Heir Rong decisively refused.

The little milk bun didn't make a fuss either; if they weren't going, they weren't going. He couldn't even finish eating all the good things at his own home.

Considering that Qin Bi was afraid of a scene, Rong Juan only carried the little milk bun to the Rong Prince's courtyard. Upon seeing the Rong Prince, the little milk bun took a piece of candy from the paper bag, put it in his mouth, and hugged the paper bag for the Rong Prince.

"Grandfather." The little milk bun Rong Chi said: "For you."

The Rong Prince was overjoyed by his grandson. He took the paper bag and looked—it was small sweet radish candy. If it were other spiritual food, the Rong Prince would have accepted it, but children love small sweet radish candy.

The Rong Prince didn't want it and handed it to Rong Juan: "Keep it for the child to eat."

Rong Juan didn't take it: "You eat it. Rong Yang, Rong Chi, and the Shizifei still have more."

The Rong Prince didn't feel that the Shizifei shouldn't eat it either. Qin Bi's lifespan had been damaged, and it took the entire foundation of the Rong Prince Manor to nurse her back to health; eating anything was not excessive. Since Rong Juan said so, the Rong Prince put it away.

As for whether the Rong Prince would share it with his concubine-born sons and daughters? Rong Juan didn't care.

Rong Juan sat down and chatted with the Rong Prince about celebrating the Red Flame Festival.

The little milk bun didn't make a fuss. After finishing the candy in his mouth, the Rong Prince gave him two more pieces.