In ancient times, it was not appropriate to talk while eating.
Li Xiao just ate with Zhu Ningyun silently.
A first date usually starts with a meal...and then a movie or something...
Oh, this is ancient times, there are no movies.
That's okay...
The main thing is that eating together can bring the distance between the two parties closer again.
This is also Li Xiao's purpose.
It can be seen that Zhu Ningyun really likes the food cooked by Li Xiao and can't stop eating it.
However, you still have to be more ladylike.
Eating alone, Zhu Ningyun felt a little embarrassed. She looked at Zhang Cuicui and said, "Cui Cui, you must be hungry too. Let's sit down and eat together."
Although Zhang Cuicui is the princess's maid, the princess has long regarded her as her only friend.
"Yes, Princess."
Zhang Cuicui saw that the princess had such a good appetite, she was already a little greedy, and her saliva was about to flow out...
She sat down slowly, and the three of them ate at the same table.
"This...is so delicious..."
After Zhang Cuicui took a few bites of the food, she couldn't help but say while still eating the food in her mouth.
"Thank you, thank you." Li Xiao said modestly.
Zhu Ningyun glanced at Zhang Cuicui, she looked more ladylike after all.
"Ah, that's right...I don't talk when I eat or sleep..."
Zhang Cuicui realized that she had lost her composure and hurriedly lowered her head to eat. It was so sweet and delicious...and this chicken soup...so delicious...
Zhang Cuicui drank three bowls of chicken soup.
Zhu Ningyun either had a small appetite or was concerned about her face, so she put down her bowl and chopsticks after drinking a bowl.
After finishing the meal, all three dishes and one soup were gone!
"Thank you Mr. Xiao for your hospitality, then we...will take our leave first."
After finishing the meal, Zhu Ningyun felt that there was no reason to stay, so he stood up and left.
"Princess, I will send you off."
Li Xiao dared to get up and see him off.
It’s your first date today, just stop there and don’t stay for too long.
"Princess, please go slowly. If you still don't understand something, please give me some advice."
"Um."
Zhu Ningyun nodded slightly, then turned and left.
Li Xiao didn't stop until he was far in front of the door.
Watching the other party's figure disappear, he turned around and returned to the house.
...
Walk all the way.
Zhu Ningyun's face, hidden by her white gauze hat, was always smiling.
The interaction just now was very pleasant and relaxing, without too much pressure.
Li Xiao seemed to have a kind of magic power that always made her face things very easily, forgetting her guard and worries.
Plus, he's pretty funny...
An interesting soul, he is talking about himself...
He can also cook...the food is delicious.
What a great thing it would be if I could eat the food he cooked every day...
In Zhu Ningyun's mind, he couldn't help but recall the scenes he had just spent together.
Li Xiao's conversation, language...and appearance...
The most important thing is that he... is my future husband...
"Princess, Princess...is here."
Zhang Cuicui shouted several times before Zhu Ningyun was awakened from her thoughts.
"I said, my good princess, how long have we been apart and you are still reluctant to leave?"
Zhang Cuicui smiled.
"Okay, you are laughing at me, right?"
Zhu Ningyun said angrily: "We were in the study just now, how could you bear to leave me alone?"
I don’t want to be disliked... Zhang Cuicui chuckled and said, "It’s not just to create opportunities for the princess."
"You..."
Ningyun was so ashamed that she raised her hand to hit her: "You, Cuicui, please make me happy."
Zhang Cuicui hurriedly fled into the house with a smile.
The two were playing around in the house, one chasing and the other escaping.
"Princess, I was wrong...I dare not do it again..."
"Tell me whether I should punish you."
"Penalty, punishment, I accept the punishment..."
"Then I'll punish you and teach me how to embroider a sachet..."
"Oh! Cuicui understands, you are trying to..."
"I want you to talk more, hum!"
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[You personally cook for your sweetheart and serve delicious meals. Both parties are very happy. Earn sweet points: 20 points. Trigger 50x critical hit and get sweet points: 1000 points. 】
[Current points: 1200 points. 】
In the room, Li Xiao glanced at the score record just now and found that he had scored another thousand points.
This point is so profitable. Just have a meal and get a thousand points.
Of course, this is because of the fifty times critical hit effect.
If it is bound to an ordinary village girl, it will only have 2 times the critical hit, which means it will only have a pitiful 40 points.
The difference between superior and inferior is cloud and mud!
"That's great. Fortunately, I was careful not to bind it at will, so I had this opportunity."
"Otherwise, this system will be in vain."
Li Xiao felt lucky for his choice.
However, there is still a problem before us.
Now the marriage of both parties is settled.
Here comes the problem.
I am completely destitute, have nothing to grow in, and no place to stand up.
How to marry the princess is a big problem.
Forget about ancient times.
Even in the modern future, when you marry a wife, you still need to prepare a betrothal gift and a house.
King Zhu Di of Yan had three sons and five daughters.
Only three sons and Princess Yongan can be seen in the mansion.
As for the other four daughters, they were all married long ago and went to live with their husbands.
I heard that the other four daughters all married well, one was married to Fuyang Marquis Li Rang, two were married to the sons of Xining Marquis Song Sheng, and one was married to the son of Xiping Marquis Muying.
I can't live in Prince Yan's Mansion after getting married to Princess Yong'an, right?
You don't need anything, just bring a bare person to get married, that is, you will become a bride-in-law, and you will be called a son-in-law.
The son born in the future will be named Zhu.
Li Xiao couldn't accept this.
Marriage is a lifelong matter. If you are treated as a son-in-law for the rest of your life...
Are you worthy of your dead parents?
I can’t live with my face!
People want face, trees want bark.
Li Xiao is a man, how could he not care about this?
If you marry a princess, you can't carry a sedan chair with eight carriages, right?
Not to mention the heavy betrothal gifts, at least there must be a place to stay.
"So... if you want to make money, you must at least build a mansion in Beiping City."
Li Xiao touched his clothes, spread out his right hand, and found a handful of golden beans.
This was forced upon him by Zhu Gaoxu.
There were no opportunities or conditions before, but now there is capital.
I checked the weight and found it was about eight taels.
The present ratio of gold to silver is one to five.
In other words, I now have a capital of forty taels of silver!
Don't underestimate these forty taels of silver.
After arriving in the Ming Dynasty, Li Xiao discovered that there was not much gold and silver in ancient times, and it was not like what was shown in TV dramas, where a large silver ingot could be thrown out after a meal.
Forty taels of silver is quite a lot. One tael of silver can buy more than three hundred kilograms of rice, eighty kilograms of pork, and twenty-five big fat chickens.
For an official of the eighth rank, the annual official salary is six shi, which is equivalent to forty taels of silver.
In Peiping City, an ordinary courtyard can be bought for fifty or sixty taels.
Of course, if you want a luxury home, the price of a large yard will be high.
"Money begets money, money begets money, with the knowledge of a time traveler like me."
"Find a way to double this handful of golden beans."
"This is the eldest daughter of Prince Yan's palace. I can't marry her away empty-handed. Why should I give Zhu Di a heavy gift?"
Thinking of this, Li Xiao hid the golden beans well in his pocket.
Afterwards, I went out to look around to see if there was any way to make money.
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The other side.
At this time, Princess Yan was talking to King Zhu Di of Yan.
Discuss the wedding of Princess Yongan.
