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Chapter Fourteen Cooking (Part 1)

When Shen Qiao was helped out of the carriage, Liu Wan had been waiting behind him for a long time. Shen Qiao didn't have the energy to talk to her at the moment and went straight back to the Palm Pavilion.

When Liu Wan raised her eyes, she only saw Shen Qiao's bright-colored figure, mumbling and saying nothing. She was just standing here in Jiuhantian. Her thin clothes inevitably made her feel uncomfortable with the cold.

She only hoped that King Bianliang would remember her and make arrangements for her as soon as possible.

But she was still disappointed.

In the carriage, King Bianliang was thinking about Shen Qiao's words and her funny and cute actions just now. He unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and his heart seemed to be a little brighter.

After getting off the carriage, King Bianliang went directly to the study. When he went to the Liu Mansion, he had already put down what he was doing and needed to deal with it now.

...

Shen Qiao, who had just sat down after returning to the Palm Pavilion, let Shang Ling arrange her clothes. The room was much warmer and she changed into light and spacious clothes. As soon as Shang Ling entered the house, she sent someone to find a doctor.

The doctor hadn't come yet, so she examined the wound carefully.

Fortunately, there are bruises on the knees and some injuries on the palms and elbows. "Girl, please move your arms and see if you hurt the muscles and bones. If it's a skin injury, it's fine. If you hurt the muscles and bones, you'll be in trouble."

Shen Qiao shook his arm, feeling that there was no big problem, "It's okay, I can still move."

Shang Ling smiled.

It happened that the doctor came, and Shang Ling prepared for the doctor to examine Shen Qiao.

After all the operations, Shen Qiao was tired again. Doctors in ancient times were troublesome. They asked too many questions, and they were verbose. Fortunately, Shang Ling answered.

I prescribed some herbal medicine for internal use and some medicine for external application.

Shen Qiao looked at her bruised and bloody palms and let the doctor clean them. She turned to Shang Ling and asked, "Shang Ling, just now...was I too cruel to your prince? Will it make him angry? He won't suddenly react and then operate on me, right?"

"Girl, are you thinking about it now...is it too late?"

Shen Qiao, "..."

Her mouth is faster than her brain. She can't control it, right?

If he hadn't been thrown hard and was so angry, why would he have spoken so indiscriminately?

Besides, is it her fault?

Don't blame her at all, okay?

In which novel or TV series, when the heroine falls, a princess doesn't hug her and give her a kiss? Shen Fangjun is so good, he actually watched her fall, as if it had nothing to do with him.

It’s amazing that she can bear it!

Shen Qiao was immersed in his own thoughts. He didn't know when the doctor left. When he came to his senses, his hand had been bandaged, and it was a bit ugly.

"Girl, are you hungry? You haven't eaten much in the Liu Mansion just now. I asked the kitchen to prepare some snacks for you. Do you want to fill your stomach first?" Shang Ling sorted out the recipes left by the doctor and asked other servants to I took it to grab some medicine and boil it.

"Don't eat." Shen Qiao said angrily.

She still remembers the look in the carriage when King Bianliang said, "I've never had a drink before." It was because she didn't keep her mouth shut that she provoked him.

"How about I ask someone to cook you something to eat in the small kitchen first?"

"It's not impossible." Shen Qiao nodded.

Shang Ling went to order people to do things.

Shen Qiao was lying on the bed thinking about things in the Liu Mansion. Her best friend didn't describe much about the background, and she didn't know much about the Liu Mansion. She only knew that Concubine Liu Guifei Liu Jiang was from the Fang Mansion.

But Wuma's best friend just said that it was her foreshadowing, and it had something to do with Fang Mansion, but she didn't know anything more.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Shen Qiao tossed and turned on the bed irritably.

When Shang Ling came back, she saw Shen Qiao rolling on the bed. She thought something had happened to Shen Qiao, so she rushed forward and asked, "Girl, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to go see the doctor again?" look?"

"No need." Shen Qiao sat up suddenly, "Can you eat now?"

Shang Ling was stunned for a moment and nodded, "It's ready. I'll ask them to bring it up."

"Walk."

In front of the dinner table.

Shen Qiao looked at the table full of light meals and sat at the table with a sullen expression, "Shang Ling, can you change to something flavorful? Sichuan food? Hunan food? Anything is fine. I really can't eat these light dishes. ah."

"What kind of Sichuan and Hunan cuisine is the girl talking about? I asked the people in the kitchen to cook it." Shang Ling was also troubled.

She really doesn't understand what the girl says.

"Forget it, it's still early, I can still cook, you take me to the kitchen." Shen Qiao himself is good at cooking, which he has learned while living outside these years.

"Girl wants to go to the kitchen? You must cook by yourself, right?" Shang Ling was shocked, "No way, who is the girl? How can a girl go to the kitchen?"

"Food is the most important thing for people. What's wrong with a place filled with fireworks?" Shen Qiao didn't like what he said, "Let's go, take me there."

Shang Ling still wanted to persuade her, but Shen Qiao was determined to go. He could only continue to persuade her tactfully along the way, but Shen Qiao didn't listen to a word.

When they arrived at the small kitchen, Shen Qiao looked at such a small kitchen with obvious disgust. This would hinder her actual combat, "Shang Ling, take me to the big kitchen in the house."

Shan Ling, "..."

Although the kitchen in the Palm Pavilion is small, it is well-equipped. What is the girl going to do?

However, he still took her to the big kitchen. The servants saw this legendary "hidden beauty" and didn't react yet.

"Why are you standing there stunned? This is the girl from Zhangshang Pavilion." Shang Ling scolded her with a cold face.

Everyone hurriedly saluted.

Shen Qiao had already gone to the vegetable shelf to look for vegetables. He took a cucumber, a handful of bean sprouts, a small piece of lean meat, then a tomato and an egg, and walked to the vegetable cutting table.

I picked a kitchen knife that looked useful and used it skillfully.

Not to mention all the servants in the kitchen, even Shang Ling was stunned.

"Girl, are you still injured on your hand?" Shang Ling looked at the girl's appearance with fear.

Besides, hasn’t the girl always been in the Zhangshang Pavilion? She has been in the Zhangshang Pavilion since she was a child. When did she learn these skills?

Shen Qiao didn't care about them. He scraped off the barbs of the cucumbers and sliced ​​them, washed the bean sprouts and sliced ​​the lean meat. He skillfully cracked the eggs and poured them into a bowl and stirred them. He also added some salt and finally hesitated while holding the tomatoes.

He turned around and asked, "Is there boiling water?"

Shang Ling came back to her senses and looked at the kitchen steward. The steward nodded hurriedly, "The hot water is there."

Shen Qiao picked up a basin and filled it with hot water, then put the tomatoes in and rolled them several times.

Then he started to prepare the ingredients. Shen Qiao spent a long time looking for them, and he had to admire the power of his best friends. Because they are both foodies, the book has a complete range of dishes and a wide variety of ingredients.

I'm afraid the only good thing about this dynasty is this.

After finally getting everything done, Shen Qiao looked at the people still standing in line, wiped his face with his sleeves politely, and said, "Light a fire for me."
Chapter completed!
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