In a quiet courtyard in Xianyang City, Nangongxue was wearing a simple and elegant purple dress, leaning against the red pillar in front of the corridor, staring into the distance in a daze.
"Miss, are you thinking about General Sheng?" Fei Cui stood aside and asked with a giggle.
"You girl, you are becoming more and more outspoken. I'm not thinking about General Sheng, I'm just worried." Nangongxue remained unmoved, still looking forward from a distance.
Xianyang, the other garden of the Nangong family, although the area is not large, the garden is very delicate.
At that time, it was early spring, and the winter jasmines all over the wall were in full bloom under the reflection of the warm sun.
Behind the bright golden color, Nangongxue's purple skirt was set off to be more beautiful and refined, and her whole person became more ethereal.
"Miss, you've been like this all day, and it's been three years in a flash. Don't you want the old man or the old man to help you propose a marriage?" Fei Cui leaned down slightly, and asked cautiously.
"No need, fate is destined. Since I entered the palace with my grandfather and met him that day, I will never be moved by others in this life. Besides, we are both in the capital. If we want to see each other, we will always meet." Nangong Xue's temperament Indifferently, there is a little more relief and freedom in the words.
"Miss, according to what Fei Cui saw, General Sheng must remember Miss. The old man has been in the palace for many years, and the reputation of Nangong Mansion is also one of the best in Beijing. What's more, you personally rescued General Sheng yesterday. It's time to be influenced." Fei Cui persuaded from the side.
"General Sheng's heart is not pretending to be a child's affair, only the picturesque mountains and rivers..." Nangongxue let out a breath, after all, spring is here, and in this breath, the cold white air of winter has completely disappeared.
"Miss, are you going to miss General Sheng again this time? What a great opportunity!" Fei Cui pursed her lips and shook her body slightly.
"Hehe, pack up, go to the provincial capital in seven days, my grandfather asked me to bring him some herbs." Nangongxue finished. Standing up gently, the faint light purple disappeared at the end of the corridor in a haze.
"Miss Wen, we're here." Between speaking and silence, Ren Yue had already escorted Wen Rou to Zuixian Tower.
"Thank you, Mr. Ren, why don't you come in for a cup of hot tea?" Gently saluted, thanked, and invited.
"No, I haven't met the teacher since I came out in the morning. I have to go back now. It's lunch time. I will come with the teacher again. However, Ms. Wen still needs to rest. For the time being, I will leave the kitchen to others Do it for me." Ren Yue rolled up his loose sleeves and flew lightly on his horse.
Without Sheng Yaoshan's shouting posture, Ren Yue's swaying white clothes. Floatingly falling on both sides, Yingxue soared up, and in the distance between the sky and the earth, a piece of white gradually disappeared.
Wen Rou stopped and watched for a long time, until it was out of sight, then turned and entered the Zuixian Tower.
He is Ren Yue, he is just Ren Yue, like the wind, like the clouds, leisurely in the mountains and rivers.
Wen Rou silently sighed in her heart. A sense of openness welled up in my heart.
If you want to block the place where the wind goes with a brick wall, the wind must pour in through the hole;
If you want to use a net to catch the shadow of the cloud, the cloud is in the sky, beyond reach.
Ren Yue is the wind and the cloud. No one can hold him back. What I did before was the futile brick wall and the catching net, which was ridiculously futile.
It's better to tear down the wall, open the door wide, and be with the wind, the wind passes the sky, the most indifferent;
It's better to put down the net, lie on the grass and look at the clouds, and see the sky is high and the clouds are calm, which is even more lofty.
The gentle heart is smiling, there is no pain from the previous life, and there is only soft warmth.
"Sister Rou'er! Why are you here!" Zhu Zi came out from the front hall, caught a glimpse of the gentleness at the gate, and couldn't help screaming.
Wen Shouzheng was discussing with shopkeeper Li about the chef in the inner room at the moment, when he heard Zhuzi's exclamation, he rushed out in a hurry.
Chef Zhang wanted to dodge, but it was too late, but his face was full of embarrassment. Fortunately, Wen Shouzheng and shopkeeper Li just came here for gentleness, and didn't pay attention to him for a while.
In the bright light and shadow, the gentle and thin body stood in the gate, unexpectedly a little tall in a trance.
"Father, I'm much better, yesterday's soup is very effective." Wen Wen smiled faintly.
"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Wen Shouzheng couldn't believe gentle words, his appearance yesterday really scared people to death.
"Sister Rou'er, are you better?" Yuanzi leaned out.
"Sister Rou'er, you scared everyone out yesterday." Er Gou's complexion was not good, it seemed that he was still in palpitations about what happened yesterday.
"Sister Rou'er, you just sit down today, and I'll take care of everything in the back kitchen!" Xiao Wu patted his chest and moved closer. "Master, you're here too." After Xiao Wu said this, he suddenly saw Chef Zhang hiding aside, thinking that he had bluffed just now, he quickly lowered his head.
"Shouzheng, you and Rou girl have worked hard these few days, and we have nothing to help, only a little craftsmanship, which is not bad, let us leave Zuixianlou to us these few days." Chef Tang took Zheng The chef repeatedly persuaded.
"As far as your three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, you dare to call it craftsmanship! You don't even have the courage to finish the competition, and you have the nerve to brag? Stand aside for me!" Chef Zhang shouted, and Chef Tang and Zheng Da Chef's face immediately lost its brilliance, and he wanted to reply a few more words, but Chef Zhang's words were true, so he had to withdraw to the side, bowed his head and remained silent.
Wenrou secretly laughed in her heart.
"Father, have you reconciled with Chef Zhang?" Wen Rou asked softly.
"No! I..." Before Wen Shouzheng could react, Chef Zhang had already strode into the small kitchen.
"Go and do your work. Chef Wen and girl Rou are resting here. Don't worry about the lunch!" Shopkeeper Li dispersed the crowd.
After the crowd dispersed, Fang Dashi appeared in Gentle's sight hesitantly.
"Brother Shitou, is your hand feeling better? Don't put too much force on it, it will be cured in a few days." She asked gently and caringly, without any miscellaneous or hypocritical in her big clear eyes.
"It's much better, master, sister Rou'er. Although my hands can't use my strength, my legs and mouth can still help. I'll go to the kitchen and see what I can do." Fang Dashi still didn't say anything. According to his temperament, he can't say what sour words of confession, and it doesn't need to be said, the actions at the moment represent everything. As long as he can do it, as long as he is good to Zuixianlou, to Master, and to Wen Rou, he will risk his life and give it a try.
Finally at lunch time, under the leadership of Chef Zhang and under the command and supervision of Fang Dashi, the back kitchen of Zuixianlou, whether it is the exquisite dishes in the private room or the home-cooked dishes in the front hall, all made their debut.
All of a sudden, various aromas permeated the sky above Zuixianlou, whetting one's appetite.
The sound of yelling, running the hall, praising, and boiling, came in an endless stream.
Wen Shouzheng happily sat in shopkeeper Li's inner room, looking at the past prosperity of Zuixian Tower through the rolled up curtain, feeling a lot of emotion for a moment.
"Shopkeeper Li, have you seen it? Even if there is no Wen Shouzheng in Zuixianlou, it will still flourish. Debao did a good job!" Wen Shouzheng said with emotion.
"Chef Wen, Chef Zhang is so strange today, why does he seem to be a different person, from the cold face and being alone in the past!" Shopkeeper Li's face was full of doubts, but his heart was full of joy.
"The shopkeeper!" A vigorous and powerful voice.
"Mr. Songtao! You are here! Hurry up, please come upstairs to the private room!" Hearing this, shopkeeper Li got up immediately, and saw a group of people behind Mr. Songtao, fluently, filing in.
Sheng Yaoshan, who is in a green shirt, is at the beginning. On the left of Mr. Ren Yue, who is as elegant as jade, is on the right, and the chubby Liu Xian is on the right. Wen Ting, Xiao Anzi, Changsheng, and Shui Mo follow behind.
This big family!
Ruan Rou followed Wen Shouzheng and sat in the inner room of Shopkeeper Li, seeing the mighty scene through the curtain, which was a bit funny.
Wait, what happened to Yaoshan's leg? It seems to be a little strange to walk...
Looking at Sheng Yaoshan slowly going up the stairs, Rou Rou felt suspicious.
He was the one who sent him back to his home yesterday, and then he went back, and then he came again, looking for Ren Yue... and then, there was no trace... Only Ren Yue came at night, and he brought four-leaf orchid...
Gently and vigorously recalling everything from yesterday, but to no avail.
"Shopkeeper, do you have a clean private room?" A beautiful female voice.
"Yes, yes, please go upstairs, girl!" Shopkeeper Li came back to his senses, but saw a maidservant who was quite energetic, accompanied by a lady in a purple skirt. The words just now came from the maidservant's mouth. out.
"It's said that Zuixianlou is the number one restaurant in Xianyang. Let's try it today, and it's not in vain." Miss Ziqun spoke softly and softly.
"Zhuzi, where did you die, come and help!" Shopkeeper Li took a quick look at the lady in the purple skirt. She was definitely not from a small family because of her clothes, attire and demeanor. Looking at the big family in Xianyang again, and looking at them very well, they must not be from this place.
These years, since Mr. Songtao came, Xianyang became very popular. First came Liuru son Sheng Yaoshan, then Wushuang son Ren Yue, and then that so-called Mr. Wu and Mr. Liang. Is this lady also from the capital
While Shopkeeper Li was hesitating, Zhu Zi ran upstairs already sweating profusely.
"Second brother, my meal today is very simple. Chef Wen is injured and Miss Wen is also sick, so I can ask the other chefs to make a few home-cooked dishes." Mr. Song Tao said kindly.
"Mr. Later." Zhuzi just came out of Tingzhu, passing by Begonia next to him, but was stopped.
"Stop!" Zhu Zi was taken aback.
"I said, is this how you entertain guests in Zuixianlou? My lady has been waiting for a long time, and she doesn't even have a saliva!" Fei Cui was annoyed.
"Jade, don't be rude." Nangongxue's voice showed a trace of sternness.
Jade immediately fell silent.
"Young lady taught me a lesson very well. I was so busy that I got dizzy. I ignored her for a while. Dare I ask what you want to eat?" Zhuzi quickly entered Haitang, wiped the sweat from his forehead subconsciously, and thought about the purple skirt. The young girl is so majestic, her demeanor is not at all coquettish and cowardly as a young lady should be.