"Sister Haitang, have you seen it too?" Lulu asked curiously.
"I just made a wild guess." Haitang smiled and thought, I've seen it on TV.
"What happens next?" Lamei couldn't wait to hear it all in one breath.
"Oh, after talking so much, my throat is starting to smoke." Lulu saw that Lamei was anxious and deliberately took advantage of it.
"How about I pull out another hair for you? Don't stop and tell me quickly." Lamei urged.
"You can't eat or drink your hair. What do I want her to do? I'm not your best friend..." Lulu said.
"Then let me help you get something." In order to listen to the story, Lamei quickly grabbed Lulu who was carrying things in big and small bags, "Oh..." I don't know if I don't pick it up, and I jump every time I pick it up!
These things were not light, and they almost bent Wintersweet's arms, and she staggered before she could stand still.
"Come on, considering your little arms and legs, it's better for me to do it myself." Lulu snatched it back again. Putting the delicious food with others so close to her mouth was the most worrying thing for her.
Lamei thinks that although her body is thin, she has a strong strength, and she can lift and carry it easily. Now in front of the public, she realizes her insignificance!
The three of them walked to the tea shed. When the father and son in the tea shed saw Haitang coming, they had already prepared tea and greeted her with smiles. When they heard Lulu telling a story, they also joined in to listen. Otherwise, the storyteller in the city would still charge copper coins.
Woolen cloth.
After putting down her things, Lulu drank a large bowl of tea in one breath, and then continued to talk about the imperial chef going to their village.
"When the old chef cooks, although my mothers help him, they only wash the vegetables, pick them, etc. He does all the cutting work himself. When the ingredients are ready, he takes me
Mother, send them out so that no one can see him cooking. How to add seasonings? Add them first.
There are opinions on which one to add last, when to add it when it is ripe, and what kind of heat to use. Another time I finished eating secretly and didn’t have time to run over, so I quietly squatted on the firewood pile. Of course, I was not like this at that time.
It was easy to move around and the old man didn’t even notice." Lulu continued to recall.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they had long been fascinated by listening, as if they were hiding in the firewood pile. Lulu took a sip of tea and continued.
"I saw that the old chef had prepared the dishes, and the fragrant smell was already wafting over me. I was stupid for a moment and stood up unknowingly. Following the smell, I picked up the dishes on the plate and put them in my mouth. At that time
I didn't think about anything, and now I'm scared when I think about it. If the old chef had told the landlord at that time, I would have been beaten for my words." Lulu is still scared when she thinks about it.
"Did you get spanked?" Lamei asked with a smile, "Was it a spanking?"
"Go." Lulu waved her hand, and a gust of wind hit her face. "I ate every dish on the plate. I should say I tasted a little. I knew not to eat more, otherwise others would see it. Take it.
A half-piece was fine, but after I finished eating and licked the oil on my hands, I realized that the old chef’s two lantern eyes were staring at me!”
"You forgot your shape after eating for a while." Wintersweet covered her mouth and said with a smile.
"I thought he would tell the landlord. I was so scared that I almost knelt down and begged for mercy. But I didn't expect that the old chef not only didn't tell the landlord, but also asked me to help taste the food he made, how salty and delicious it was, and also taught me how to cook it.
Tasting, how to control the level, said his tongue and nose were malfunctioning, so I temporarily acted as his nose and tongue. This became a secret between the two of us, and my mother still doesn’t know about it!" Lulu said.