The planning and arrangement of the garden renovation came to an end.
After all, Wu Zhe has no possibility of creating Battlestar, but he secretly made up his mind to read a lot of books on mechanics.
It is entirely feasible to set up some organs in the key positions of this garden.
As the sun slanted westward, an imperial physician came.
It was Mo Shiren who lost face and invited the first-class imperial physician from Qi's inner palace to treat Wu Zhe.
It's a pity that there is no improvement, which is expected by everyone.
Mo Shiren already knew it in his heart, but this favor still has to be offered.
The imperial physician was also very accurate in his diagnosis, showing his high medical attainments.
Wu Zhe casually talked about some western medicine theories, which surprised the imperial physician. If there were no appointments in the palace, I would have stayed here to ask Wu Zhe for advice.
"Sister, you know everything?" Mo Shiren was also a little silly.
Wu Zhe said modestly: "They all understand a little. Not good, not good, hehe."
As the evening approached, Wu Zhe took the initiative to ask, "Is there a place to cook here?"
Since it is a big move, there is no shortage of medicines and food condiments.
Mo Shiren thought for a while and replied: "I have eaten here, so there should be a stove."
After answering, he noticed that the eyes of Zong Zhilian, Hu Yunshang and Mu Qingya were all shining.
"Elder-in-law, do you have to eat spicy food?" Zong Zhilian interrupted and asked.
Mo Shiren didn't understand, so he said, "Eat a little."
Zong Zhilian cupped his fists: "Forgive me for lying. If you can't eat spicy food, it will definitely be a pity."
Mo Shiren's scheming is so quick that he guessed it a little bit: "I guess it's the girl who wants to cook by herself?"
"That's right, her cooking skills are absolutely amazing, and she puts spicy dishes first." Zong Zhilian said with a smile: "She knows the skills of a chef named Chuan. The spicy taste is delicious and refreshing, and I always think about it. My mouth is watering."
Zong Zhilian still doesn't know anything about Sichuan cuisine, but he just thought it was a cook named Sichuan.
"Ruoyao, cook yourself..." Mo Shiren's face turned pale.
"It's okay, this cart can be deformed." Wu Zhe smiled and pulled a pole on the left.
Autobot Transformation! Wu Zhe said something secretly in his heart.
The chair of the wheelbarrow under her actually protruded forward, and the whole person was positioned much forward.
In this posture, it is easy to cook.
Mo Shiren still didn't believe it: "Oh? Ruoyao really knows how to cook?"
Zong Zhilian has three people at one head.
"You're making fun of our family." Mo Shiren suddenly lowered his face.
Zong Zhilian just screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and he was too relaxed.
But I don't want Mo Shiren to say seriously: "Our family will call someone, a chef who has been cooking in the imperial dining room for more than ten years, to compete with him. If Ruoyao can't compare with him, then he will rest in peace Don't go near the cook."
Zong Zhilian heaved a sigh of relief.
A seasoned eunuch. It's not angry, but a way to make people feel grateful.
He didn't directly stop Wu Zhe with disabled legs from cooking, but used a comparative method to indirectly persuade her not to work hard.
Hu Yunshang and Mu Qingya had never eaten the meals in the imperial dining room, so they vaguely felt that maybe Wu Zhe didn't have to work hard. With this great eunuch here, it is only normal to invite the idle imperial chef.
But Zong Zhilian knew it in his mind: An idle royal chef, you want to compare her
Don't be funny!
Ordinary dishes are okay, but this spicy dish is definitely our No. 1 in Ruoyao!
After eating Jin's royal chef's dishes for ten years, how can there be any that can compare with her craftsmanship
Thinking about the scene in a restaurant in a small town outside Qidu, Zong Zhilian is full of confidence.
Swiping a spoon is better than her, not as good as her knife;
Knife skills are better than hers, not as fragrant as her cooking;
The fried vegetables are more fragrant than hers, but not as fast as hers.
Ten thousand steps back, it is better, more delicious, and faster than her frying, but not as good-looking as her...
How can there be beautiful women cooking
How can the eldest lady go to the kitchen
Generally, young ladies will never have the idea of frying good dishes in the kitchen.
Even if you have ideas, you must have talent.
It hurts to mention that.
For example, Hu Yunshang’s younger sister, Hu Yunjiao, is the kind of genius who can crack a frying pan but still have raw food...
Mo Shiren called for the cook in the mansion to come quickly.
The chef was quickly brought here in a carriage.
Although he was respectful on the surface, he was full of willingness in his heart.
What, let me watch a lame girl cook
Give me a break!
What do women know about cooking
Still a cripple!
Look at me…
Uh—he went to the kitchen in the garden, and saw a girl on a wheelbarrow swinging a kitchen knife so that it glowed white, turning all kinds of vegetables and fruits into piles on the plate.
He was already dumbfounded.
The recipes of red oil, sesame soup and thickening cornstarch were displayed in front of him one by one.
He couldn't close his mouth.
In the extreme time, Wu Zhe prepared a plate of Sichuan dishes neatly.
Chef's legs are weak.
He knelt down to the girl in his heart.
Is this Grandma Vulcan going down to earth
It was a great honor to be given some dishes. After eating, he swallowed wholeheartedly with tears in his nose.
Of course, snot and tears do not rule out the possibility of being hot.
Mo Shiren ate with Wu Zhe and the others at the dinner table. He was amazed by her cooking skills, but he had some calculations in his heart.
If there is any concubine in the harem who has such cooking skills, assuming that King Qi is in the prime of life, it would be strange if such a woman is not favored!
If a concubine has her means... Mo Shiren's heart skipped a beat.
And if the prince meets her...
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Zongjian Zongqi is divided into rudders.
"Sixth sister, relax! Wait for brother, I will find her bad luck tomorrow!" Lin Pan shouted shaking his head.
Lin Chaoying didn't say a word, and drove her brother and the others out of the house long ago. She was even more annoyed, holding the quilt and crying silently, biting her teeth.
Lin Pan called this from outside the main room.
He had already been told the details by his followers.
He was not answered after calling for a while, and he felt upset, so he took his wine and meat friends and left Qidu.
The welcoming warriors at the helm gave away coldly.
"Damn!" Lin Pan cursed and returned to the restaurant.
Young Master Huang was silent.
Xiao Ruoyao was really scary, it was too wise for her not to provoke her before.
Lin Chaoying, who had both legs broken, must have ridiculed Xiao Ruoyao.
Xiao Ruoyao's broken leg was in front, and the ridiculed person's broken leg was in the back. Is this a coincidence or retribution
It's unbelievable, and the person who picked up Xiao Ruoyao was actually a powerful person in the capital...
Mo Shiren!
Darling, just hearing this name makes you pee in fright, doesn't it
Young Master Huang felt trembling in his heart.
But Lin Pan was drinking wine heartlessly, and shouted: "Tomorrow, let's go find some garden in the suburbs and make her mess up!"
Mr. Huang yelled in his heart: Don't drag me if you die!
Forgive me!
With a thought, Mr. Huang fell to the ground with an ouch.
In the eyes of others, the corners of his mouth twitched, making him shofar...
Mr. Huang was sent away after being treated in a hurry.
The other two wine and meat friends lost interest and ran away after finding a reason.
Lin Pan continued to drink in the tavern whimpering, and made up his mind to take a look at Xiao Ruoyao.
He has his own agenda.
Who said that he must conflict with Mo Shiren
Wouldn't it be better if we could find some faults in what garden she was in? (To be continued.) (To be continued.)