Transmigrated To Ancient Time: Thrive With An Auction System!-Chapter 92: Igniting Envy

But at the same time, weeds were also growing rapidly. In order to keep the nutrients for the crops, Yao Zhi had to weed the garden once every few days. Since she had nothing to do, Yao Zhi rolled up her sleeves and started pulling the weeds.

At the same time in the military barracks, Fu Chen’an had just finished the training and returned to his tent. When he walked into the tent, there was only Wang Tiezhu inside.

Seeing him coming, he greeted him with a smile. "Brother Fu, you are back."

Fu Chen’an nodded at him and went to his bed. The military bed was made of wood and only had a bamboo mat on top of it. The bed was hard but durable.

Beside the bed, each of them was also given a wooden box where they stored their clothes and daily necessities. On the bedside, there was a small table which could be used as a dining table.

After he sat on his bed, Fu Chen’an took the waterskin placed on the bedside table and opened the lid. He was tired and thirsty after the training.

At this moment, he was craving something sweet. Fortunately, his wife had packed a lot of soymilk for him. He took several gulps of the soymilk and let out a satisfied sigh.

The sweetness from the honey was not cloying, perfectly fulfilling his craving. Although his wife had reminded him to finish the soymilk as soon as possible, he was feeling reluctant.

Noticing him lost in thought, Wang Tiezhu raised his eyebrows and teased him, "Brother Fu, you just returned home and already miss your wife?"

Hearing this, Fu Chen’an was pulled out of his thoughts. He gave his friend a glance and asked back, "You don’t miss your wife?"

Thinking about his rough and shrewish wife at home, Wang Tiezhu felt a headache. If not for the fact that his wife had given him two sons and a daughter, he might have divorced her a long time ago.

Fortunately, he was rarely at home, and his mother was able to control his wife. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know what trouble his wife would give him.

Without even hearing his answer, Fu Chen’an could see the annoyance in Wang Tiezhu’s eyes when his wife was mentioned. Knowing that he dislikes his wife, he stopped asking and took out the steamed buns from the bamboo basket.

Due to the limited space in the tent, he had to place the bamboo basket in the corner of his bed.

Seeing him taking out a wrapped oil paper, Wang Tiezhu was curious.

Under his gaze, Fu Chen’an unwrapped the oil paper and saw white, round steamed buns the size of a bowl. Seeing this, he was taken aback. He thought that his wife would prepare mixed-flour steamed buns for him. Unexpectedly, she used white flour instead.

Wang Tiezhu was envious when he saw the white steamed buns. But considering that Fu Chen’an and his wife were newlyweds, it was normal for them to have a good relationship.

Fu Chen’an took a bite of a steamed bun. The next moment, his eyes widened in surprise. While he chewed the food, he looked at the steamed bun in his hand.

The steamed bun was not only made of white flour but also had egg and vegetable filling. The fragrant egg mixed well with the crispy, sweet vegetables. He could also taste the oil and realized that the filling had been stir-fried before.

Even though the steamed bun was no longer warm, it was still soft and chewy. While he ate, Fu Chen’an felt a sharp gaze. Raising his eyes, he saw Wang Tiezhu staring at him while licking his lips.

Seeing this, he hesitated for a moment before he asked, "Brother Wang, do you want one?"

As soon as he asked this, Wang Tiezhu laughed and walked over in large strides. Reaching out, he took a steamed bun while saying, "Brother Fu, I’m indeed a little bit hungry. Thank you!"

After he finished his words, he walked back to his bed and tried the steamed bun. He thought that since it was a white steamed bun, there wouldn’t be any filling inside. Unexpectedly, the steamed bun was filled with delicious filling.

This was the first time he had eaten such a delicious steamed bun.

Without him realizing it, Wang Tiezhu had already finished the steamed bun in a few large bites. He wanted to have more but was too embarrassed to ask. So, he could only glance at Fu Chen’an once in a while.

Although he noticed Wang Tiezhu’s actions, Fu Chen’an pretended to be blind. He had already given him one, and it was already more than enough to show his generosity.

He continued eating with his head lowered. When his mouth and throat felt dry, he would drink the soymilk. As he tasted the salty and sweet flavor in turn, his appetite improved significantly.

After he finished his third steamed bun, he finally drank all of the soymilk and let out a sigh. He was feeling 60% full and satisfied.

Looking at the rest of the steamed bun, the corner of his lips was lifted. His wife always worried about him and used so much good stuff to prepare his food.

It was no wonder that every time he ate the food and drank the water prepared by his wife, he always felt refreshed. Even the soreness in his muscles was almost gone.

With this thought, he felt more reluctant to finish all the food at once. He wrapped the steamed bun with the oil paper and placed it inside the bamboo basket before he used a piece of fabric to cover it.

Not far from him, Wang Tiezhu watched him with envy clear in his eyes. Suddenly, he recalled when he first married his wife.

She also treated him so well and was a gentle woman. He didn’t know what made her change so much and become like a crazy shrew.