Force is indeed the most practical language for communication between people.
After two slaps came down, King Xin's expression suddenly changed.
Not only did he stop shouting "King, King", he immediately put on a sincere face.
While vomiting blood, he said to Jin Qing: "Princess An, what do you want to eat today?"
King Xin has always been a sensible person, and his experience of being beaten for many years told him.
If he doesn't answer the question obediently now, the next slap will come soon.
Don't ask him why he knows it, because this is life experience, and it is a way of survival that he does not tell others!
Seeing King Xin's virtue of being aware of current affairs, Jin Qing said: "..." He turned out to be a bitch!
Finding that King Xin could finally speak normally, Jin Qing was unambiguous: "What's there to eat?"
King Xin replied seriously: "There is water and rice." His family only had these two things.
In fact, there were some pickles at home that he secretly pickled, but there was only a little left, and eating too much pickles would make you thirsty, wasting water and firewood, so he decided to keep it secret for now!
Jin Qing: "..." Didn't you say this is the palace? Why give her the illusion that she will run out of food at any time?
Although he had given up hope, Jin Qing struggled and asked again: "Is there anything else?"
King Xin smiled mysteriously: "There is also porridge!"
Jin Qing: "..." Believe it or not, I will kill you now!
Seeing Jin Qing's face getting worse and worse, King Xin cautiously suggested: "Why don't we wait for two days before eating? By then, we can have a good meal!"
Jin Qing looked at him doubtfully: "Why do you have to wait two days?" Could it be that this guy has other good ways to make money.
Hearing Jin Qing's question, King Xin showed a lewd smile: "There will be a palace dinner in two days. There will be all kinds of delicious food there, and there are no limits. We can have a big meal, and we can also use it." Wrap some in oil paper and eat later!"
He had done this before, and sometimes he was lucky enough to bring two whole chickens back to make porridge.
The smile on Jin Qing's face instantly cracked: "#￥%￥%..." This is how you live your life!
It had to be said that this man's wretchedness exceeded her imagination.
Seeing that Jin Qing's face was not good, King Xin's desire for survival emerged again. He asked Jin Qing tentatively: "How about we not go?"
Jin Qing sneered: "Why don't you go? What will you let me eat if you don't go?" If she expects this loser to find food, she will definitely starve to death.
After that, Jin Qing squinted and looked at King Xin: "You..." Do you still have any money hidden?
But Jin Qing's fierce eyes coupled with her tone made King Xin misunderstood instantly.
King Xin, who felt that he had discovered something, jumped up from the ground and ran out quickly: "I'll make porridge for you!" The princess didn't want to eat him!
Although he is a prince, he still knows how to cook.
After leaving the house, King Xin wiped the blood from his mouth and squatted in a corner, crying secretly. Was his princess so stimulated that her temperament changed drastically, or was her true colors revealed?
Jin Qing stared at the door in a daze, why did this man's speed suddenly become so fast!
In fact, Qu Wanyue's wish is very simple: to have enough to eat every meal, and to live a life without having to look at other people's faces.
King Xin was indeed very fast in cooking, but within about half an hour, he came over carefully carrying a bowl of porridge.
As King Xin moved around, the soup left from the edge of the bowl made Jin Qing's eyes widen: How could he be full from such a small bowl of porridge.
But soon, Jin Qing discovered that she was overthinking everything.
Looking at the bowl of crystal clear rice soup in King Xin's hand, Jin Qing gave him a vicious look, then stretched out his hand to bring the bowl over, raised his neck and drank all the rice soup in the bowl.
King Xin opened his eyes wide and was about to speak when he saw Jin Qing's fingers grabbing the wall next to him.
After hearing two "stab, stab, stab" sounds, three deep grooves appeared on the wall.
Jin Qing was burned from the throat to the stomach by the bowl of hot porridge, and he felt that his entire throat was on fire.
Clenching his fists, Jin Qing banged on the wall a few times, trying to distract himself.
Soon she had a row of holes hammered into the wall.
Feeling that he finally felt better, Jin Qing opened his mouth and kept breathing: You bastard, you're going to burn me to death!
Before King Xin could say the word "hot" just now, he saw that Jin Qing had already done something to his wall.
Seeing Jin Qing's movements stop, King Xin, who was originally hiding in the corner with his head in his arms, knelt down by the wall with an "ouch" and cried as sadly as if his father had died: "His house, that's all..." It's money!
Jin Qing looked at King Xin who was still crying and lifted him up: "Where is the kitchen?"
Even if she wants to leave, she must eat first!
King Xin looked at Jin Qing with tears in his eyes: "There is no food in the kitchen!"
Jin Qing waved his hand and slapped him: "Where are you?"
Two tubes of nosebleeds flowed down King Xin's face. King Xin's expression changed on the spot, he raised his hand and pointed in one direction and said with a flattering smile to Jin Qing: "Princess, please come this way, the road is slippery and be careful where you step!"
At this time, King Xin had been beaten like a pig's head by Jin Qing, which made his smile a little distorted.
Jin Qing didn't say anything, just picked up his belt and carried him out.
King Xin was already timid, but he was frightened by Jin Qing's brutal actions just now.
When Jin Qing mentioned it again, he was frightened on the spot: "Princess, I am wrong. I will go and give you all the hundreds of rice grains in the pot. There are two sticks of sauce on the kitchen shelf." Gua, in the woodshed in the backyard there is a dog that I just stole from Mr. Wei’s house, I’ll give it all to you, my meat is not delicious!”
Jin Qing rolled his eyes, I don't even eat wagyu, I will eat your stinky meat!
In the kitchen, King Xin covered his bleeding nose with a rag, and looked at Jin Qing in confusion as he threw the empty pot back on the stove: His food for three days was gone!
Having just walked all the way, Jin Qing was really satisfied with this big house.
Wiping her mouth with the sleeve she pulled off King Xin, Jin Qing stood at the door of the kitchen and looked around the palace, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the biggest house I have ever lived in in my life."
King Xin's mind suddenly stopped: Did he hear something wrong just now?
Seeing King Xin's expression as if struck by lightning, Jin Qing stretched out her foot and kicked his leg: "Let's go make money with me." This house is hers, and King Xin will be hers from now on. Dog legs.
707: "..." That's bad, his host is interested in his house!
King Xin, who still didn't know that he and his house had been expropriated, turned his gaze from the pot to Jin Qing's face with a straight face: "Make money...?" Where to make money, how to make money, the money must be real. If it was so easy to make money, he would still be poor now.
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