Zheng Changsheng felt a lot of pain. His errands were all farts and heavier oily crotch. We took on this errand with thankless efforts. +∧8+∧8+8+∧read+∧book, ※→o

By the way, Lao Zhu is really stingy. He only allocated a thousand taels of silver for such a big feast.

However, if you want to say that this thousand taels of silver is not old or young, it would be enough to prepare ordinary home-cooked dishes.

But it is a bit tricky to say that Queen Ma can't lose the royal face.

What does it mean not to lose the royal face? You have to give a definition. If you have a constitution of one, two, and three, we can do things according to the rules, which can be considered as a blessing to the holy grace.

But I didn't say anything, how should I prepare for this?

However, with Zheng Changsheng's understanding of food, this is still not a problem for him.

Can the great young people who have been influenced by the country on their tongue still be stumped by food? This is a bit too funny.

Since you don’t have a charter, let’s just follow the arrangements.

One thousand taels of silver may make a big profit? Hehe~!

The chili peppers in the manor outside the city have a good harvest. With chili peppers, wouldn’t it be a good idea to have a delicious hotpot?

Well, if you follow the standards for eating hot pot, this thousand taels of silver is enough and you can save a lot.

All the vegetables that are ready-made in the fields of the vegetables are raised from pollution-free and pollution-free natural fertilizers.

If you eat meat, don’t the literati and officials like to eat mutton?

OK, Zhang Huan is not short of mutton. Originally, there were Lao Zhu's part of the farm business. Now, using the mutton in your own share, you won't say anything, right?

Tofu, potatoes, vermicelli, and seasonal vegetables and mutton, a delicious hotpot banquet is enough to deal with.

Just do it, Zheng Changsheng ordered the police officers of Guanglu Temple to purchase all the things they need.] 98] 98] 9 Readings 9 books, 2≧3o↗

All coals are made of anthracite, otherwise it would be smoky and smoked, causing trouble to make people smoke.

The shabu shabu was made by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works. Although they didn't understand why Lord Xiao Zheng wanted to make such strange-shaped objects, they didn't dare to say anything.

After finally having an errand, everyone was brave enough to take the lead and perform well.

It was easy to receive such a big job, and Guanglu Temple was mobilized.

The tables are also specially made. A large circular hole was dug in the middle, and the pots were fixed, and switches for adding coal were reserved.

This is really strange. After the three hundred tables were worked overtime by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works, they were finally ready the day before the Emperor's Holy Birthday begins.

That night, no one in Guanglu Temple was allowed to go home, and they all gathered together, and Zheng Changsheng arranged work for them.

Baskets of vegetables should be cleaned, and frozen fat sheep should be cut into thin slices, rolled up and put into the ice cellar for frostbite, waiting for tomorrow's banquet.

The washing and rinsing work is easy, but cutting mutton rolls is difficult to break a bunch of people.

Zheng Changsheng demonstrated countless times before he taught them.

However, there are too many mutton rolls that need to be prepared, and they are not skilled in getting started, so it is very difficult to cut.

Helplessly, Zheng Changsheng also transferred the 500 Zheng family members of the Secret Spies Department to help.

Zheng Changsheng said that this time the task is to practice their ability to control the knife, and if they fail to complete the task, they will be punished.

Well, the five hundred Zheng family members are very nervous now.

So everyone showed their capabilities and used all their skills.

If you don’t have to come up with all your abilities at this time, what are you waiting for?

It would be embarrassing if you could not complete the task as required by the commander.

One is thinner than the other, and one is faster than the other.

Lao Zhu wanted to laugh when he knew the news. This brat asked a group of murderers to cut mutton rolls with the murder knife. He thought about it.

However, he was still satisfied.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. He decided to celebrate this birthday temporarily and gave this task to Zheng Changsheng temporarily.

Now it seems that this kid is enough to take on a great task. There are so many people and so many things, with proper coordination and free dispatch without a trace of chaos. This is really valuable.

Whether a person is handsome depends on whether he can plan his plans. If he encounters a few confusions and becomes numb, it will definitely be useless.

Zhu Xiaosi is also the chief officer of these 500 secret spies. He was originally organizing manual training step by step, but Zheng Changsheng transferred the person away at the order.

He is left as a commander, that's all that nonsense.

Well, he might as well come to see what Zheng Changsheng is doing.

When he arrived at Guanglu Temple, he saw that his nose was almost crooked.

What's this? Isn't this a slaying knife to kill a chicken?

Use five hundred secret spies with immeasurable future effects to cut mutton rolls, are they kicked by a donkey or are they pinched by the door, or are they infiltrated?

He originally wanted to ask Zheng Changsheng to scold him hard, but when he found Zheng Changsheng in the kitchen, he decided to turn the anger of scolding Zheng Changsheng into food.

Zheng Changsheng was sitting next to a strange table, with a pot in the middle of the table, rolling with red oil flowers, emitting an attractive fragrance.

I will tell it must be delicious when I lift my nose.

There was a wooden shelf next to the table with various vegetables and a jar of old wine on it. Zheng Changsheng was soaking and siping the food, and he was sweating all over his head.

He stopped hesitating, pulled a chair and sat opposite Zheng Changsheng.

He believed Zheng Changsheng's mouth-tick.

If it was not delicious, Zheng Changsheng would definitely not eat so unrestrainedly without regard for his image.

He took off his official uniform and only had a short shirt on his body. He sucked his mouth while pouring lamb rolls into the pot.

Zhu Xiaosi picked up the chopsticks, took out a piece of mutton from the pot, put it in his mouth and chewed it in big mouth.

Well, it didn't have any smell, it was so damn spicy that he vomited it out in an instant.

"I said, you guy hides here and eat this tasteless mutton? By the way, this is too unpalatable, right?"

Zheng Changsheng ignored him, picked up a piece of mutton and put it in a small bowl in front of him, dipped it in the sauce, and then put it in his mouth to taste it, looking intoxicated.

Well, Zhu Xiaosi finally discovered what the difference between his way of eating and Zheng Changsheng.

He snatched the small bowl in front of Zheng Changsheng, then learned how to eat it and tried it.

I went there, it was delicious and delicious, and I almost bit my tongue off.

Zhu Xiaosi ignored Zheng Changsheng at all and just lowered his head and ate.

"Fourth brother, don't you dislike my saliva inside? Do you want to make the sauce if you can't eat it?"

Zheng Changsheng waited for Zhu Xiaosi to finish eating the mutton in the pot before speaking.
Chapter completed!