Ye Jintang opened the handkerchief in his hand and found 6 pieces of jujube cakes inside.
"Thank you Miss Six."
Jiang Zhi took a piece of jujube cake from Ye Jintang's hand, took a bite and said, "It's a snack from Guquanzhai."
"Yes, their snacks are sweet but not greasy, and they are very comfortable to eat."
When Ye Jintang finished speaking, she realized that last time Jiang Zhi seemed to have given her a large box of snacks from Guquanzhai.
Inexplicably, she felt a little guilty, but she wanted to explain, but she couldn't.
"It's good, but it's still a bit too sweet for a grown man like me."
"I also brought some steamed buns and bacon, maybe Mr. Jiang will bake some steamed buns."
"That's fine."
Ye Jintang gave all the steamed buns and bacon to Jiang Zhi. It was enough for her to have some snacks, and gave the rest to Jiang Zhi. Only after he had eaten enough did he have the strength to take her back to Baima Temple.
After taking the steamed bun, Jiang Zhi grabbed a handful of snow and wiped the heated stone with the snow.
Then he took out the dagger he carried with him and cut the steamed buns and bacon into thin slices.
The steamed buns and bacon were relatively hard, but Jiang Zhi cut them effortlessly. He cut the steamed buns and bacon into slices in a short time.
Ye Jintang, who was sitting next to him, murmured in his heart that the dagger in Jiang Zhi's hand was really a good thing. It was as good as cutting iron like clay. Cutting such hard steamed buns was like cutting tofu.
Jiang Zhi cut the steamed buns and bacon slices and threaded them on the dagger. He also pulled out some burned charcoal from the fire, and then grilled the steamed buns and bacon on the charcoal fire.
In just half a cup of tea, the rich aroma of meat and the burnt aroma of steamed buns entered Ye Jintang's nose.
The bacon is already very fat, and when it is roasted by the fire, all the fat inside penetrates into the steamed buns.
Looking at the greasy toasted buns, Ye Jintang felt that the jujube paste cakes in his hands were no longer fragrant.
The rich aroma instantly aroused the greed in Ye Jintang's stomach. She felt very hungry.
"Master Jiang, you know a lot of things, you even know how to bake steamed buns."
Ye Jintang was very curious. Jiang Zhi was so young and held such a high position. He must have come from a wealthy family.
Such a young master has always kept his fingers clean. It is rare to find someone as capable as Jiang Zhi.
"We at the Metropolitan Procuratorate sometimes go out to handle cases, and the places we go to are very remote. If we are unlucky, we will not have the next meal. That is also a common thing. If you don't have some skills, you will have a hard time when you go out."
Jiang Zhi's words were not meant to fool Ye Jintang.
But instead of going out to handle the case, he led his soldiers into battle to kill the enemy.
The environment at the border is harsh. They sometimes go out to fight and often have insufficient food and grass.
In order to survive, let alone baking steamed buns, even if he was asked to make steamed buns by himself, he would still be able to make fried noodles.
After all, when marching and fighting outside, he has to rely on himself for everything. If he relied on others, he would have turned into a handful of loess.
After the steamed buns and bacon were baked, Jiang Zhi took two pieces of grilled steamed buns and handed them to Ye Jintang with a piece of bacon between them.
"Try it and see how it tastes. Don't say thank you again. I remember you used to call me Brother Jiang."
Ye Jintang didn't bother with the issue of addressing people because he was short-tongued.
She was hungry now, let alone calling him Brother Jiang, even if it was Uncle Jiang, she would agree without hesitation.
This was Ye Jintang's first time eating the combination of grilled steamed buns and bacon. When he took a bite, the burnt aroma of grilled steamed buns and the salty aroma of bacon exploded in his mouth.
She just felt that every cell in her body was relaxed.
Ye Jintang, who usually doesn't eat much, ate two baked buns and half a piece of bacon, and drank two cups of brown sugar and ginger tea, which made his stomach full.
"Brother Jiang, your craftsmanship is really amazing. I even ate too much."
Ye Jintang, who had already recovered, yawned and rubbed his cold hands vigorously.
"You are too hungry to find the baked buns delicious. We walked in the snowstorm for more than half an hour just now, which was very exhausting."
Although the entrance to the cave was blocked by firewood and Jiang Zhi's cloak, the howling north wind could still be heard outside.
The cold air was pervasive, and Ye Jintang felt chilly even sitting by the campfire.
"I don't know how Liuli and the others are doing. In such a blizzard, it would be bad if Liuli gets injured."
"With Lechuan and Shibin here, Miss Liuli will be fine. Shibin is very familiar with the surrounding terrain and will definitely be able to find a place to escape the snowstorm."
Ye Jintang felt a little relieved when Jiang Zhi said this.
Perhaps she was too tired, she felt sleepy and yawned frequently.
"Sixth girl, please bring over the sheepskin blanket to use as the entrance to the cave. I'll give you my cloak."
It was warm in the cave, and the cloaks they had hung to dry were already dry.
She's not stupid, why did she use Jiang Zhi's cloak?
Suddenly Ye Jintang seemed to have an enlightenment and realized that Jiang Zhi was a weasel paying New Year greetings to the chicken, and he had no good intentions.
Carefully recalling everything during the time the two knew each other, Jiang Zhi has been helping her, and he often encounters her by chance, and even gives her snacks. In the future, isn't it just that he is chasing her openly?
After thinking about this, Ye Jintang scolded Jiang Zhi in an instant.
He is like an old cow eating young grass and dreaming of sweet dreams all day long.
The original owner was a pretty young girl, inexperienced and as simple as a blank sheet of paper.
Jiang Zhidu had been in the Metropolitan Procuratorate for who knows how many years, and he was already a social veteran. How could he have the nerve to attack the original owner?
Besides, she didn't look down on him as he was. With her soul age, Jiang Zhi was just a younger brother to her, and he was also a scheming younger brother, white on the outside and black on the inside. She didn't care about him.
"Brother Jiang, I have a cloak, so I won't bother you.
As he spoke, Ye Jintang took off her wet sheepskin boots in front of Jiang Zhi and placed them next to the fire to bake.
At first, she still had psychological baggage and was embarrassed to take off her shoes in front of Jiang Zhi.
Now that she has figured it out, there is nothing to be afraid of. It would be best if she could scare Jiang Zhi away so that he would not dare to take any chances with her in the future.
Ye Jintang put up a sheepskin blanket to block Jiang Zhi's view, then took off his socks and put them on his wool boots. His bare feet were a little cold, but they were more comfortable than wearing wet socks.
Then she took the cloak and put it on her body, curling up next to the fire and dozing off like a kitten.
Little did she know that the sheepskin blanket only blocked half of Jiang Zhi's sight, and her little feet, which were warming themselves by the fire, came directly into Jiang Zhi's sight.
Jiang Zhi is from Tianqin, a serious person. In Tianqin, women's feet can only be shown to their husbands.
When he saw Ye Jintang exposing his feet without any scruples, he was stunned and didn't know what to say.
"She is still a little girl after all."
Jiang Zhi tried hard to move his eyes away, thinking that Ye Jintang was so innocent, and he would definitely protect her from being bullied in the future.
Ye Jintang dared to sleep, but Jiang Zhi did not. The fire had to be hot. If it was not strong enough, Ye Jintang would easily get cold while sleeping.
