Jiang Miao also soon learned of Sun Hao's fate. Although she was a little regretful that Sun Hao was not killed, she would definitely avenge those grievances when she returns to Kyoto in the future!
Jiang Miao has finally settled down for the time being, and she is about to start planning her return to Beijing in the future.
Now that Zhenjiang Prefecture is stable and the economy is developing rapidly, she believes that the emperor will soon find a way to recall Shen Yanqing to the capital.
Her hot pot restaurant must be opened as soon as possible and she must make a fortune before going to Beijing.
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"lady!"
Jiang Miao got up early in the morning, packed up and opened the door, but was frightened by the person outside.
I saw a young woman standing outside the door. She was tall and long-legged. She was dressed in black clothes. Her hair was tied up high with a black crown. Her skin was a healthy honey color. Her eyebrows fell into her temples. She looked a bit fierce. She stood upright. Outside the door, it looks like an unsheathed sword.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Miao asked hesitantly. She had never seen this woman in the county government office, and such a beautiful and sassy beauty suddenly stood at her door. Jiang Miao felt extremely stressed.
"My maid's name is Wu Yue, she is Madam's personal maid."
Wu Yue said sternly, the expression on his face did not change, he kept a straight face from beginning to end, like a ruthless enunciation machine.
"Personal maid? When did I have a maid?"
Jiang Miao was confused.
"Miaoya, Wu Yue is a secret guard under the Duke of Guo. I asked him to protect your safety."
Shen Yanqing came in from the outside. As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw the scene of two people staring at each other. Wu Yue was taciturn and cherished words like gold. She would not explain things clearly, so Shen Yanqing asked Jiang Miao explain.
"Li Biao is always safe, so I don't need a maid. Wu Yue looks very strong and has strong martial arts skills. She is too talented to follow me. Otherwise, let her go back."
Jiang Miao had no intention of ordering a maid, and when she heard that Wu Yue was a secret guard of the Duke's Mansion, she felt awe in her heart. This was not just a high-level bodyguard who usually protected princes and nobles, but she, a little county magistrate's wife, There is no need for such good security.
"Li Biao is a man, so it is somewhat inconvenient. With Wu Yue following you, I feel relieved. Miaoya, nothing is more important than your safety. Can you be obedient?"
Shen Yanqing leaned forward slightly, his eyes were level with hers, and he coaxed her gently. Jiang Miao's cheeks turned red. Being coaxed like this, she couldn't say anything to refute.
"I just listen to you."
"good."
Shen Yan Qing Wan'er, there have been too many unfamiliar faces in the city recently. People who came to give gifts before are lingering on the food street. Many people from nearby bring their families to eat. There are even businessmen buying snacks from Zhenjiang Prefecture. Wait to sell in neighboring towns.
There was a mixed crowd in the city, and it was impossible for Jiang Miao to stay away from home forever, but Shen Yanqing was worried about letting her go out, so she specifically asked Lu Yuanshan to find a maid with good skills.
Wu Yue grew up in the secret guard camp. She has a cold temperament and is taciturn. If she hadn't been following Jiang Miao all the time, Jiang Miao would not have felt that there was anyone behind her at all times, which shows how low her sense of existence is.
"Wu Yue, what do you like?"
Jiang Miao tried to get closer to her. From now on, the two of them would get along day and night, so they would naturally want to find out her preferences.
Wu Yue leaned against the wall with her sword in her arms, her face indifferent, and there was no emotion in the words she spoke.
"Madam, no."
She has been with swords since she was a child. She has nothing else to do except practice swordsmanship. Even sleeping is a luxury, so how can she have a hobby?
She originally thought that she would work for the Duke like other brothers in the future, but she did not expect to be assigned as a maid to a minor official's wife. Wu Yue felt resentful in her heart, but she had to obey the order.
The official's wife was either lying on the bed or busy in the kitchen every day. She didn't think she would encounter any danger. Wu Yuexian's hands were itchy, and she still wanted to go back to the secret guard camp.
Jiang Miao choked on the words in her mouth. This maid of hers was too cold and heartless, but she still wanted to ease the relationship between the two, otherwise she would not be able to stand being with an ice cube all day long.
"Then do you like to eat? I'm going to make fried chicken today. If you like, I'll save the biggest one for you."
Wu Yue's hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, her eyelids raised, and she looked over at Jiang Miao.
I saw Jiang Miao clean a pot of chicken legs, marinate them with seasonings, and prepare a pot of flour. Wrap the marinated chicken legs in the flour and put them into the oil pan. The oil in the pan is hot, and the chicken legs are placed in the pan.
Go in and make a sizzling sound.
Wu Yue frowned. Roast chicken is the most delicious. It is red and shiny, with fragrant skin and tender meat. She always grabbed the chicken legs in the secret guard camp. Even though she was a woman, even ten men couldn't grab the chicken drumsticks from her.
.
Jiang Miao wrapped the chicken drumsticks in flour and fried them, which was a waste of money. Who wants to eat the batter on the outside?
"No, I don't like it."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes slightly, changed her position and leaned against the wall, looking like an old monk in meditation.
Jiang Miao had a hot face but a cold butt, but was severely rejected by Wu Yue. She felt a little frustrated and stopped talking to her, focusing on frying her own chicken legs.
The chicken legs in the pot have been deep-fried until the skin is golden brown. The aroma of chicken is coming to your face, and the whole kitchen is filled with the aroma of meat.
Wu Yue's nose twitched, she was tempted by the fragrance, and opened her eyes. There was confusion in her eyes, as if she couldn't figure out why such noodles were more fragrant than roast chicken.
Jiang Miao took out the fried chicken legs and put them into a colander to control the oil, and sprinkled cumin powder and chili powder on top. A fragrance that Wu Yue had never smelled before came to her nose. She swallowed unconsciously, and in the silence
It seems particularly loud in the space.
"Pfft!"
Jiang Miao couldn't help but laugh out loud. She was a cold-faced maid who had a strange cuteness. Just now she insisted that she didn't like her, but now she was drooling over her. She was really arrogant.
Wu Yue did not expect that she would be so worthless, and she would make a fool of herself in public with just two chicken legs. Her face suddenly darkened and became darker than the bottom of the pot.
"Do you want to try it?"
She was sulking with herself when suddenly there was a golden chicken drumstick in front of her. Jiang Miao handed it to her with a smile, not at all angry at her rudeness.
"I……"
Wu Yue had a cold face and wanted to say that she didn't want to eat it, but the smell of the chicken legs was so tempting that she couldn't help but take it with her hand and put it into her mouth.
Mmm, it smells so good!
Wu Yue was completely conquered by the taste of the chicken legs. She felt that all the roast chicken she had eaten before was in vain. This chicken drumstick was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was spicy and delicious. She was so absorbed in eating that it was gone after two or three bites. Wu Yue stared at her hands.
I feel a little sorry for the bones. If I had known she would eat more slowly, why not eat the bones too?
Wu Yue thought to herself, her brows furrowed, as if she was facing some incredible problem.
There was a smile on Jiang Miao's eyebrows. She finally knew what her maid liked. Although she was taciturn and cold-faced, she was actually an invisible foodie. She had no other skills. She was best at cooking. She was not afraid of delicious food.
The relationship between the two is not close.
"Do you still want to eat?"
Wu Yue hesitated for a moment, then succumbed to her appetite and nodded reluctantly.
"Then come over and light a fire for me. I can cook a lot of food. If you keep me safe, I will cook food for you!"
