Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower
Chapter 561 Clash

Chapter 561: Chapter 561 Clash

The cooks from the palace traveled with the troupe, but each time they had to arrive at the rest camp ahead of everyone else and then tirelessly start a fire to cook for her.

Bai Junjun had experienced this kind of meal before, bland and flavorless, with a focus on health, mostly stewed and simmered.

Because of this, it always took a particularly large amount of effort.

While Bai Junjun and the others had already propped up the grill to roast meat, Wenren Pingting’s food was still not ready.

By the time Wenren Pingting started to eat, Bai Junjun’s grilled meat was ready to be eaten as well, and at that moment, the aroma of the grilled meat would waft over. With such a comparison, where would Wenren Pingting have the appetite to eat what was in her bowl?

Wenren Pingting could endure it once or twice, but after three days, she could no longer hold back, and with a slap, she struck the chopsticks down onto the tabletop.

"Are they still eating grilled meat?"

"Yes," Dian Hong replied with a face full of difficulty.

She could truly understand the Princess Consort’s feelings; these days, it wasn’t just the Princess Consort, even they themselves were tormented by Bai Junjun’s group.

While they toiled in their journey, those people laughed and talked merrily in the horse carriage. While they served their master during meals, those people feasted heartily in the wilderness. And while they attended to their master’s sleep, those people too slept soundly with great comfort.

In short, although they did nothing, they precisely stepped on everyone’s sensitive nerves.

The maids and guards were endlessly complaining.

"Summon Bai Junjun to see me," Wenren Pingting said with a darkened face.

"Master..." Dian Hong expressed some concern.

"Don’t worry, she still has her uses, I won’t kill her," Wenren Pingting said calmly.

Only then did Dian Hong silently withdraw.

At that time, Bai Junjun was gnawing on lamb ribs, spicy and flavorful with cumin, fresh out of the oven and extremely tasty.

She had just taken a bite when Dian Hong came over.

These days, although everyone traveled together, Bai Junjun had previously said they would be self-sufficient, and so Wenren Pingting really hadn’t bothered with them.

This was also the first time in three days that Dian Hong had come to the back of the troupe.

In this group of people, it was Bai Junjun and Dian Hong who had some acquaintance with each other.

So when Bai Junjun saw Dian Hong coming over, she could only act as a representative and warmly waved her hand, "Miss Dian Hong, have you eaten? Want some?"

"..." Dian Hong, upon hearing this new name, truly didn’t know what to say.

It took her a while before she bowed to Bai Junjun, "Thank you Miss Bai, this maid will eat later. The Princess Consort requests your presence, please forgive the intrusion."

"Now?"

"Yes," Dian Hong nodded with her eyes lowered.

Bai Junjun reluctantly got up.

At that moment, Li Wenli packed several pieces of lamb ribs for her. Bai Junjun looked at her greasy paws and was considering whether to bring them along.

Dian Hong had already considerately reached out to take them from her.

It seemed that serving others was ingrained in her very bones.

Bai Junjun smiled at her, then headed toward the most opulent horse carriage in the camp.

At that time, Wenren Pingting was sitting in the carriage. When Bai Junjun arrived, the maid at the door bowed and saluted her, but disdain filled her eyes.

After all, the woman in front of her was dressed plainly and holding lamb ribs in quite an inelegant manner.

The most outrageous part was that it was their grilled meat that had made everything else taste bland to everyone these past few days.

The guards trailing behind could occasionally go and have a couple of pieces to satisfy their craving, but for the personal maids like her, such things were utterly untouchable.

After all, once they ate, they would carry a different odor, which would displease the master upon smelling it.

Bai Junjun ignored the maid’s resentment and directly entered the carriage.

By that time, Wenren Pingting was sitting in the main seat, and the long table in front of her held ten dishes. Although they lacked the delicacy of the palace feast from the other day, they were still sophisticated.