There was no fire allowed in the camp, so Xie Nanjia could only use the camp kitchen to cook delicious food for Zhao Jingyu, while Huangfu brought a few guards to help her.
The meals for the nobles were prepared in advance. Once they returned to the camp, the meals were delivered to their respective tents, while the soldiers and servants had to go to another kitchen to prepare their own meals.
After the cooks who cooked for the nobles finished their work, they had to go to the kitchen over there to eat a big pot of rice. After they left, only Xie Nanjia and Huangfu were left in the huge kitchen.
Zhao Jingyu would rather wait hungry for Xie Nanjia to cook for him than eat the food cooked by the cooks. In order to let him eat it as soon as possible, Xie Nanjia ordered Huangfu and the others to chop the pheasant chicken into the smallest pieces and smash the bones for convenience. Stew and cook, all other meats are deboned and chopped, sliced and shredded, stir-fried or braised, or grilled over charcoal fire.
Huangfu was in a dilemma because he couldn't break the chicken bones but could not break the meat outside. He had no choice but to use his internal force to break them into pieces.
Xie Nanjia was very satisfied after seeing it and praised him for a good job.
Huangfu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He probably never thought that one day his inner strength would be used to deal with chicken bones.
The guard in charge of slicing gave full play to his superb knife skills and cut the meat into thin and even slices, which was also praised by Xie Nanjia.
Xie Nanjia suggested on a whim: "Why don't you guys stop following the second young master? Let's open a restaurant in the capital, and we'll ensure a prosperous business."
"..." The faces of several people changed drastically, and they waved their hands and said, "No, no, no, we will follow the Second Young Master to the death."
"Look, I scared you so much. He's not here, so what?" Xie Nanjia laughed.
"Who said I'm not here?" A figure flashed outside the door, and Zhao Jingyu walked in casually. He took off his armor, washed away the dust, put on an exquisite and gorgeous red robe, and transformed back into the elegant and elegant second young master. .
"You are very courageous. You poached me." Zhao Jingyu walked up to Xie Nanjia in a few steps, her peach blossom eyes half-smiling, "They are not willing to partner with you, why don't you consider me?"
Xie Nanjia: "..."
Just forget it, you will eat yourself out of business.
After half an hour of busy work, a sumptuous game banquet was placed on the table. As soon as the wild mushroom and pheasant soup came out of the pot, the delicious and fragrant smell filled half of the camp.
Delicious food always makes people feel happy, especially food hunted by oneself, which tastes more delicious and satisfying.
Zhao Jingyu sat leisurely in the tent enjoying his sumptuous dinner, feeling that his life was complete.
But this consummation did not last long, and his friends quickly came looking for him.
The first one to come was Cheng Zhiye, who sniffed and shouted before he even entered the door: "What's so delicious, you didn't even call me!"
With that said, he rushed in and went straight to the dining table.
"Fork it out!" Zhao Jingyu ordered without raising his head.
Wei Jun and Huangfu immediately stepped forward to get him.
"Stop making trouble!" Cheng Zhiye jumped aside: "Can't you tell that the second young master is joking?"
"Who is joking with you?" Zhao Jingyu put down the spoon and ordered Wei Jun with a serious face, "Hurry up!"
Wei Jun and Huangfu acted like lightning. One of them grabbed one of Cheng Zhiye's arms and lifted him up.
Cheng Zhiye kicked his legs and shouted: "Zhao, what's wrong with me eating a bite of your food? When you were just picked up from the border by Mr. Marquis, no one paid attention to you. It was my father who sent me there first." Just playing with you..."
Zhao Jingyu: "..."
He did this thing every time, and his ears felt like calluses.
In the end, Cheng Zhiye succeeded in staying by relying on this cliche. He couldn't wait to pull up a chair and sit down, repeatedly asking Xie Nanjia to bring him bowls and chopsticks, serve soup and wine.
Zhao Jingyu had a straight face and beckoned Xie Nanjia to her side: "If you want to eat it, do it yourself. If you don't want to eat it, get out!"
"..." Cheng Zhiye, facing a table of delicious food, shamelessly chose to do it himself.
Nowadays, it is impossible to stop eating when it comes to delicious food.
As soon as he took the first piece of meat into his mouth, he deeply realized that his choice was right. After eating a bowl of chicken soup, he put his dignity behind even more. He ate with enthusiasm and even generously rewarded Xie Nanjia with a handful of pure chicken soup A slingshot made of gold.
"This slingshot was awarded to me by the Holy Emperor Qiu Wei last year. I'll give it to you. I'll win another one later."
Xie Nanjia didn't answer and glanced at Zhao Jingyu.
This glance put Zhao Jingyu in an inexplicable mood, and she nodded and said, "Watch what I do, just take it if I give it to you."
Xie Nanjia then took it and said respectfully: "Thank you Mr. Cheng for the reward."
"You're welcome. Just make more delicious food tomorrow." Cheng Zhiye said, "If I hadn't eaten some earlier, this table wouldn't even be enough for me."
Before he finished speaking, several more people came outside the tent and swarmed in regardless of the guards' obstruction.
"You two are so uninteresting. If you have something delicious to eat, don't call us brothers."
"That's right, good brothers share blessings. It's not right to eat alone."
"The chicken soup is so fragrant. Chicken soup is my favorite."
"Drink your ass!" Before Zhao Jingyu could get impatient, Cheng Zhiye became impatient first, "That's all in total, and it's not enough for both of us."
"That's not enough. I stewed two chickens!" Xie Nanjia added next to her.
Zhao Jingyu glanced at her unexpectedly.
Several young masters also recognized her as the young boy they had met on the way, and they said to themselves that it was no wonder that the second young master loved him. It turned out that not only was she good-looking, but she was also good at cooking. She was really a treasure!
Cheng Zhiye secretly sighed that this boy was too naive to dominate the chicken soup anymore, but he didn't want to make these guys too cheap, so he said: "I exchanged my chicken soup for a golden slingshot. If you want to drink it, you have to exchange it for something. "
"What's so difficult about this?" Shen Duo, the youngest son of the commander-in-chief's family, reached out and took off the Hotan jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Xie Nanjia.
Others also took out the treasures they carried and stuffed them into Xie Nanjia's hands.
Zhou Yuncheng, the eldest son of Princess Anping, was the most generous and rewarded her with a bag of golden melon seeds.
Xie Nanjia was in a dilemma with her arms full of gold, silver and jewelry.
"Keep it, it's not a valuable thing." Zhao Jingyu glanced at those things and said casually.
"Yes, yes, I came out in a hurry and didn't bring anything good. I'll get some for you tomorrow." Zhou Yuncheng said ashamedly, as if he felt that he couldn't handle the bag of golden melon seeds.
Xie Nanjia: "..."
A group of people ate, drank, and played for more than an hour before returning home happily.
After everyone had left, Xie Nanjia, with the help of several guards, cleaned up the messy table with cups and plates, and was busy serving Zhao Jingyu to wash up.
Zhao Jingyu also drank a lot, and her jade-like face became flushed, making her look particularly enchanting under the light.
Xie Nanjia twisted a hot and steaming handkerchief and handed it to him and asked him to wipe his face. He refused to take it, saying that his hands were soft and asked Xie Nanjia to wipe it for him.
Xie Nanjia agreed obediently, and wiped his face gently several times, then put his hands in the basin and rubbed them finger by finger, even cleaning the gaps between his nails.
Zhao Jingyu was completely stunned. He squinted his drunken peach blossom eyes, tilted his head and asked her, "Why are you so good all of a sudden?"
Xie Nanjia smiled brightly at him: "We are allies now, so of course I have to treat you better."
Zhao Jingyu was dazzled by her smile and was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Didn't you tell me not to associate with these people who are not doing their jobs properly? Why are you so enthusiastic about them today? I gave them all the chicken soup I finally stewed."
Xie Nanjia took out his hand, wiped it carefully with a handkerchief, and explained: "If you want to get the position you want, you can't just rely on your own efforts, but you must also accumulate connections and cultivate your own power. They are Although they are not engaged in serious work, they each have a prominent family background, and as long as they are used properly, they can be a help for you in the future. "
"Oh?" Zhao Jingyu said jokingly, "Are you going to be my good wife now?"
Xie Nanjia blushed slightly, put down the handkerchief, picked up the balm and kneaded it in his palms, smeared it all over his hands and face, and said softly: "It's windy in the mountains and the sun is poisonous. Apply more to avoid hurting the skin."
Her hands were slender and soft, but there was a thin layer of calluses on the palms, which were left over from working on Zhuangzi. After arriving at the Hou Mansion, although the work was lighter than that on Zhuangzi, she was never idle, so those calluses were always there. Didn't subside.
The softness in Zhao Jingyu's heart was touched by her gentleness and consideration, and he grabbed her hand with his backhand: "After you return home, go to Xikuoyuan and follow me. You don't have to do any work, just talk to me every day."
"That's not possible." Xie Nanjia withdrew her hand and said seriously, "If I go to Xikuoyuan, others will be wary of me because I am your girl. How can I help you?"
Zhao Jingyu laughed lazily with a hint of drunkenness, and raised his hand to hold her small chin: "If I told you that I value you far more than that position, would you believe it?"
Xie Nanjia paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. What's important is that I promised to help you, and I will help you to the end. And I also have my own things to do."
"Then, after I've finished your work, do you want to follow me?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
Xie Nanjia thought for a while and said: "Everything is subject to change, so let's take it one step at a time!"
Zhao Jingyu was not very satisfied with this answer, but in any case, after forming an alliance, Xiu'er was indeed much more docile than before, and it was no longer annoying to pinch her chin, which was a big improvement.
So he stopped insisting and said, "Cook more dishes tomorrow, and you will be soft on the food."
On the second day, those greedy ghosts came again and brought some other people to drink and feast in Zhao Jingyu's tent.
Everyone agreed on one thing, as long as they tipped the servants of the Second Young Master, they would be able to eat at the Second Young Master's place.
These gentlemen are all fun-loving people. Now in the mountains, they have nowhere to spend their money and nowhere to play if they want. They finally find some fun and don’t care about rewards. As long as they can have fun, it’s worth spending a fortune.
After two days, Xie Nanjia made a lot of money. She seemed to have no intention when collecting things, and piled them all together. When Zhao Jingyu left during the day, she took out all the things and wrote down in detail which object was Whoever rewards it, then collects the objects that can represent someone's identity separately.
In the following days, Zhao Jingyu's tent turned into a wine shop. Even people who had not had much contact with Zhao Jingyu in the capital came. Everyone gathered together, drank and talked, and quickly became one with each other.
Because Zhao Jingyu's tent was very close to the emperor, they were playing and did not dare to make any noise, but even so, the emperor was still alarmed.
After listening to Si Fangzheng's report, Song Wanji was not angry. Instead, he praised Zhao Jingyu's ability to make friends. He gave Si Fangzheng the red sandalwood bracelet he was wearing and asked him to use it to change himself to a bowl of chicken soup.
Si Fangzheng was startled and cautiously advised: "Your Majesty wants to drink chicken soup. I just ask the boy to make it for you. This bracelet is too expensive and will break his heart."
Song Wanji waved his hand and said, "Go if I tell you to. The children are having a good time. We can't break other people's rules."
Si Fangzheng had no choice but to go to Zhao Jingyu with the bracelet.
When everyone saw the red man coming next to the emperor, they were so frightened that they were half awake from the wine, and they hurriedly greeted him with courtesy.
Si Fangzheng smiled very kindly: "Young masters, there is no need to be polite. Your Majesty heard that the chicken soup here is delicious. He also wants to try it, so he ordered us to come and see if there is any more."
Everyone was terrified, fearing that the emperor thought they were too noisy and deliberately asked Si Fangzheng to beat them, so they all lowered their heads in fear.
Only Zhao Jingyu disagreed and called Xie Nanjia drunkenly: "Xiaoluzi, do you still have the soup?"
"Yes, yes." Xie Nanjia responded hurriedly, "I will serve it to the emperor right now."
Si Fangzheng handed the bracelet to her with a smile: "The emperor said he couldn't break your rules. He didn't bring anything good when he came, so he gave you this bracelet as a reward."
Xie Nanjia recognized that this was the bracelet that Song Wanji had worn for many years, so he didn't dare to pick it up and looked at Zhao Jingyu hesitantly.
Zhao Jingyu smiled and said, "Why don't you thank the emperor for the reward?"
Xie Nanjia hurriedly took the bracelet, knelt down and kowtowed to express gratitude.
Everyone on the side was so shocked that they forgot to breathe.
Xie Nanjia took the food box and filled it with soup. She was going to hand it to Si Fangzheng, but then she thought about it and asked Zhao Jingyu for instructions: "It's dark and the road is hard to walk. I'll go with the manager!"
Zhao Jingyu was slightly startled, not knowing what he thought of, and nodded in agreement.
Si Fangzheng happily said "Thank you" and walked away holding the fly whisk in his head.
Xie Nanjia followed him with a food box.
(End of chapter)