"Sister Hongxiu, look dumbfounded!" Rourou teased.
"There is such an exquisite person in the world, and he is still a son!" Hongxiu praised.
"What's the use of looking good! He's a picky eater! If my sister finds him as a husband, it will be difficult to serve him!" Rourou joked.
"Such a good young master, how could he fall in love with me?" Hongxiu was not annoyed, but Qiao Zizhang's shadow suddenly flashed in her heart. She collected herself and looked at Wen Rou with a smile: "Sister Rou'er, I think that young master treats you unusually." Woolen cloth!"
"Sister Hongxiu, you are making fun of me too!" Rourou jumped onto Hongxiu and made a fuss.
"What are you talking about? Let me listen too!" The two girls were laughing. At some point, Qiao Zizhang walked over with his hands behind his back.
"Master Zizhang is good!" He greeted gently.
"I've met Master Zizhang!" Hong Xiu bowed slightly.
Both of them blushed a little. If Qiao Zizhang knew that the two girls were talking about a strange man, it would be inappropriate!
"That Mr. Ren didn't make things difficult for you just now, did he?" Qiao Zizhang asked.
Hongxiu raised her eyes, then quickly lowered her eyes, avoiding Qiao Zizhang's gaze shyly, but she was a little happy in her heart.
"Thank you, Master Zizhang, for your concern, Sister Hongxiu, I'm going to the back kitchen, you guys talk!" Rourou grimaced and ran away.
Thirteen-year-old Li Hongxiu and fourteen-year-old Qiao Zizhang.
A sweet thought suddenly flashed in Gentle's heart, to give it to the right person, as for that Xianyang No. 1 Younger Fan Jian, let him go as far as he can!
If Master Zizhang makes a marriage contract with Sister Hongxiu first, no matter how rascal Fan Jian is, there is nothing he can do!
"Rou'er, what did you order?" Wen Shouzheng asked in the back kitchen.
"They're all light dishes!" Gentlely said.
"Could it be made of tea leaves again?" Wen Shouzheng's heart was hanging.
"No, they are all the special dishes of Zuixianlou. Father, let's make them together, and get rid of Mr. Ren quickly. I saw him just now, and he seems very tired!" A bit of concern was implied in the gentle words.
The father and daughter cooperated tacitly, one frying, the other burning, the sound of "chachacha" the knife flew like flying;
In a short while, a delicious and hot light side dish will be out of the oven!
Ruan wanted to call Zhuzi, but she couldn't wait for the left and right, so she took it to Ren Yue herself.
"Miss Wen, please stay!" Ren Yue called out to Rou Rou.
"What's the matter, Mr. Ren?" Gentle stopped.
"You really only learned cooking from Chef Wen for half a month?" Ren Yue was curious.
"Exactly!" Gentlely replied.
"Miss Wen has been in Xianyang?" Ren Yue asked again.
"Exactly, what's the matter?" Gentlely replied.
"I always feel that I have known the girl before! I think it was a momentary blur, the girl laughed!" Ren Yue picked up the chopsticks.
"Does Master Ren want wine?" Rou Rou asked.
"I can't ask for it." Ren Yue nodded.
When Rourou brought in "Morning Dew Wine" again, he saw that the table was full of dishes, all of which had been touched, and some dishes were almost eaten.
Thinking about Ren Yue's temperament, even if it is delicious, it is only a taste, how can it be so abnormal today. It seems that he is very hungry.
Gentleness couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.
Ren Yue was enjoying his meal, but he didn't notice that Ruanrou was already standing at the door of Tingzhu, when he heard the laughter, he raised his head unconsciously, and his face became a little embarrassed.
"Young master Ren has a good appetite!" Rourou joked.
"Hehe, maybe it's because the environment is not acclimatized. It's difficult to sleep and eat these days, but today's food is right for my appetite." Ren Yue smiled.
"I think Mr. Ren is probably hungry, eat more, this, and this, are delicious!" Wen Rou didn't seem to be surprised, she simply walked over to Ren Yue, and pointed out a few dishes.
"Miss Wen is really eye-catching. To be honest, my teacher came from the capital without a chef, and the old servant is not good at cooking. Last night, my teacher cooked the food himself. Alas... the craftsmanship of my teacher..." Ren Yue kept silent. , just shook his head with a smile.
"Oh, you're talking about that strange old man yesterday! He seems to be a man who stretches out his clothes, and my brother is still chasing after him, saying that he knows astronomy and geography, and he is omnipotent! Dad is right, he is what he is He knows how to cook, and he doesn't know how to cook!" When Rou Rou mentioned Mr. Song Tao, he became angry.
"The family teacher is rigorous and never accepts students indiscriminately. However, if the girl's brother is really talented, he will naturally make someone who is destined for him!" Ren Yue sipped his morning dew wine.
"Hmph, you put it lightly, my brother failed three times in his childhood, if he fails again next year, it will be a huge blow!" Wen Wen looked listless.
"In my opinion, if the girl really wants to help your brother, you might as well go for what she likes if you know she won't succeed as a teacher!" Ren Yue took another sip of his wine.
"Follow what he likes?" Wen Rou was overjoyed, "Dare to ask Mr. Ren, what kind of hobbies does that strange old man have?"
"Miss Wen, my tutor has a lot of hobbies on weekdays, such as reading, playing the piano, reciting poems, and painting. He is good at all elegant things!" Ren Yue said slowly, holding his cup.
"Could it be possible for me to send him some calligraphy and painting? Or let me play poetry and violin with him? I don't know any of these!" Wen Rou shook her head in disappointment.
"Sincerity is as good as gold and stone, Miss Wen, think about it carefully!" Ren Yue put down the bowl and chopsticks, it seemed that he was full.
"Please trouble Ms. Wen to cook the same dish again, so that I can take it home and share it with my teacher." Ren Yue said.
Suddenly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Rourou's eyes, "Young Master Ren can eat at Zuixianlou, but if you want to take it home with you, then you can't!"
"Why is this?" Ren Yue never thought Ruan Ruan would refuse.
"Go back and tell that weird old man that this girl won't serve him!" After speaking, Rou Rou turned and left.
After a while, I saw Zhuzi coming forward, "Master, your meal money is a total of one tael of silver!"
Ren Yue smiled and shook his head, took out the money from his pocket and put it on the table, "Miss Wen is good at crafting, but she has a bit of a temper and a small belly!"
Wen Rou vaguely sorted out some clues from Ren Yue's mouth, that Mr. Song Tao didn't bring a cook to serve him, and the servant was not good at cooking, and his own skills were almost nonexistent. For such an old man, living in Xianyang, wouldn't it be a problem to eat and drink
Food is the paramount necessity of the people, hey, didn't Ren Yue say to do what he likes? Just work hard on eating!
Thinking of this, Gentle and quickly ran out of the back kitchen.
"Coachman, follow the man on the white horse in front!" Rourou stopped a carriage, pointed to Ren Yue in front.
Yingxue briskly ran in Xianyang's street market, passed through the lively market, and her crisp horseshoes echoed on the bluestone road.
Rou Rou sat in the carriage, kept opening the curtain, and looked forward anxiously.
After turning a few turns, Ren Yue dismounted lightly, gently pushed open a dark wooden door, led Yingxue by the hand, and walked in slowly.
Rourou looked outside for a while, green walls and black tiles, without luxury, it is hard to imagine that the famous Mr. Songtao lives inside!
"Girl, you..." the coachman urged.
"Oh, let's go back! Go to Zuixian Tower!" Wen Rou said, but he remembered this place clearly in his heart.
Qingshi Street in the south of the city, behind the willow forest...