Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

Chapter 218 Goddess Wuxin

"Soybeans are cheap. If we use them as raw materials to make oil and promote them in the northern border, wouldn't that be a good thing?" Luo Xiaoran continued.

"What is vegetable oil?" Yun Hu asked following Luo Xiaoran's question.

Luo Xiaoran was speechless with regret. She had carelessly used modern words again. This was really wrong.

However, Yunhu’s focus is off, isn’t it?

"Ahem," Luo Xiaoran pointed to a yellow wild flower next to her, "Flowers and grasses are plants, and vegetable oil is the oil extracted from plants, such as rapeseed oil and the soybean oil in your hand."

Luo Xiaoran turned her finger and pointed at Yun Hu's wind-chasing horse. "Horses, sheep, pigs, and chickens are animals, and the oil boiled from the fat of animals is animal oil."

After hearing Luo Xiaoran's scientific popularization, Yunhu hadn't said anything yet, but Zhuifeng seemed to sense something. It suddenly raised its head and a roar came out of its mouth.

Luo Xiaoran quickly pulled Zhuifeng's bridle, held down its head, and then gently combed its mane, soothing it softly:

"I'm just giving you an example. I won't use it to refine your oil. Don't worry."

The next second, Zhuifeng seemed to have understood Luo Xiaoran's explanation and miraculously calmed down and stopped going crazy.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoran couldn't help but admire: "Your Zhuifeng is so spiritual, it seems to understand human language."

Yun Hu was also shocked by the sudden change, but after listening to Luo Xiaoran's words to comfort Zhuifeng, he understood everything at once.

It turned out that Zhuifeng had heard that horses could refine oil and was afraid that he would be refined as well, so he had such a huge reaction.

Thinking of this, Yun Hu couldn't help but wonder, why didn't he know that Zhuifeng had become a spirit before?

Yun Hu casually hung the soybean oil on the saddle. Although he also thought that the oil made by Luo Xiaoran was particularly good, he was still thinking about Qiu Niang, so he couldn't concentrate on thinking about the soybean oil.

At this time, there were only Yunhu, Luo Xiaoran, Zhuifeng and two people on a horse outside the gate of Luo's house. Yunhu frowned and was unwilling to get on the horse and leave, which made Luo Xiaoran a little anxious.

"Yun Hu, do you have anything else to do?"

Luo Xiaoran asked directly. She was a little impatient with Yunhu's procrastination today. She was afraid that she would not be able to help but tear off her "good-tempered" disguise and scold him.

Luo Xiaoran's questioning made Yun Hu's body stiffen. He unconsciously glanced at the door of Luo's house and saw that no one came out. After confirming that there were only the two of them, he took a deep breath and solemnly asked Luo Xiaoran:

"I am attracted to Miss Qiu Niang, and I would appreciate your help in bringing us together. I would be very grateful."

"Suck--"

Luo Xiaoran was not burned by the spicy pepper, but Yun Hu's words made her gasp for air and her jaw remained open for a long time.

Yunhu likes Qiuniang?

When did it start?

How come she didn't notice it at all!

Suddenly, Luo Xiaoran thought of something, "Did you bring this waist here specially today?"

"Yes." Yun Hu's eyes flashed, and a rare shy expression appeared on his face.

He knew that Qiu Niang would embroider some handkerchiefs and consign them to Jinluoge for sale, and he wanted to send people to buy them all to show his support for Qiu Niang. However, all his subordinates were men, and it would seem strange to outsiders that a group of men were buying women's handkerchiefs every day.

Fortunately, Qiu Niang was very good at embroidery, and her handkerchiefs for consignment were always sold out whenever they came in, so he didn't need to worry about not being able to sell them.

But last time Qiu Niang consigned two belts, which were men's. Yun Hu certainly couldn't let other men wear the belt embroidered by Qiu Niang herself, so he bought them and wore one of them today.

Seeing Yun Hu’s lustful look, Luo Xiaoran’s headache hurt even more.

Her brain was working frantically, and Luo Xiaoran was wavering on whether or not to pass Yun Hu's words to Qiu Niang. She couldn't make a decision.

As Qiu Niang's good friend, she certainly hopes that Qiu Niang can be happy, and that the person who likes her is a man like Yun Hu who is both good-looking and virtuous.

But Luo Xiaoran knew in her heart that Qiu Niang's misfortune followed her as closely as her beauty, making her weathered at a young age and withered in heart. Love between men and women might be too far away for her.

The breeze was blowing and there was silence for a long time.

Finally, Luo Xiaoran raised her complicated eyes and looked at Yun Hu, and nodded with difficulty in his puzzled gaze.

When Yun Hu received Luo Xiaoran's affirmative response, his face immediately beamed with joy. He finally stopped hesitating, thanked her profusely, then got on his horse and left.

Luo Xiaoran couldn't help but touch her forehead when she saw Yun Hu riding away happily.

If this could be accomplished, Qiu Niang would be able to have a new life.

But the question is, will Qiu Niang respond to Yun Hu's feelings?

Luo Xiaoran sighed deeply. She now regretted agreeing to Yun Hu. Is it too late?

……

In Qiu Niang's room.

Qiu Niang held an embroidery stand in one hand, with a piece of sky blue cloth in it. There was an unfinished cloud pattern on the cloth. In the other hand, she held an embroidery needle, but she was hesitant to sew.

"Bang bang bang-"

Qiu Niang, who had been in a daze for a long time, was suddenly awakened, "Who?"

"It's me, Qiu Niang."

"Xiao Ran, come in quickly!"

Luo Xiaoran pushed the door open and walked in. The bright sunlight outside poured into Qiu Niang's room, illuminating the area in front of the door.

Seeing her embroidering again, Luo Xiaoran shook her head disapprovingly.

"Qiuniang, I can't persuade you to keep embroidering, but it's too dark in the room with the door closed. It's not good for your eyes. You can embroider in the hall instead!"

Qiu Niang placed the embroidery tools in her hand into the small basket on the table, her eyes flickering, and she said with a guilty conscience:

"I just started embroidering for a short while, and I forgot you told me to protect my eyes."

Luo Xiaoran picked up the half-embroidered cloth from the basket, which should be used to make a man's belt, so she pretended to ask casually:

"Isn't it a coincidence that the belt Yun Hu was wearing today looked familiar to me, so I asked him casually. He actually bought the belt from Jinluo Pavilion, the one I consigned to you."

"That's a coincidence indeed," Qiu Niang smiled. "I was not satisfied with the two belts I made before. No matter how I embroider this one, I can't get the feeling I want. It seems that I am still suitable for embroidering women's handkerchiefs. I won't make belts anymore."

"Not doing it anymore?" Luo Xiaoran raised her eyebrows, feeling that Qiu Niang's smile just now was a little unnatural, and she said so many words in one breath, which was also different from usual.

"Yeah!" Qiu Niang nodded, her dark jade eyes full of sincerity.

"Then..." Luo Xiaoran hesitated to speak, but thinking of Yun Hu's earnest advice, she asked:

"What if I tell you that Yun Hu knew in advance that the belt was made by you, so he bought it specially and wore it on purpose today?"

Qiu Niang's originally shallow smile disappeared completely, "Xiao Ran, stop joking!"

"Yun Hu said he likes you and asked me to ask you about your feelings."

After saying this, Luo Xiaoran felt relaxed all over. She still preferred to get straight to the point. It was too much effort to talk in a beating around the bush.

"You know everything about me. I've been through all that. I didn't commit suicide or go to a nunnery to live out the rest of my life thanks to you. I don't dare to ask for love between men and women in this life."

"So do you like Yunhu?"

"Captain Yun Hu is a very talented man with a promising future. He is not something that someone like me can even dream of."

"So, if you didn't have those knots in your heart, you would accept Yun Hu's feelings, right?"

"will not."

"..."