A plate of noodles was placed on the table, making it into a kitten, dog, and rabbit. They all appeared vividly and were so cute. When the dumplings were seen, they were attracted, and Sheng Minglin moved the plate to her.

Zhuzhu held one in one hand, and it was a little hot, so she couldn't bear to let go. While blowing her palms, she looked at each one, and she was very chubby and cute.

I saw many good things when I beat dumplings, but I didn’t think I could eat them well without being able to do it. After looking at them for a while, I saw a big mouthful of Awu.

When Sheng Minglin saw that there was still stuffing, but it was not a kind of stuffing. He was very satisfied and signaled the servant to reward the chef.

Zhuzhu ate a puppy and two more little rabbits, but she was still unwilling to eat. Sheng Minglin quickly persuaded her to stop and fed her half a bowl of porridge. She was so full. She also said, "Sister Lizhi, ask the person who makes little rabbits will be grand and majestic?"

Lizhi quickly responded: "I asked someone to ask."

So she sent a servant to ask, the chef who made this was still very young, and looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and gave birth to a pair of big wine vortexes, which were very beautiful and festive. She came out and lowered her head respectfully and listened, and said repeatedly: "The young one can do it, and the young one can make it tonight."

When the servant left, Manager Li, who was in charge of the kitchen, couldn't help but say, "You kid, you're making a move."

Yesterday, Master Zhou, who made pastry in the kitchen here, was injured. He volunteered, so he let him take the initiative. Unexpectedly, he would ask his master for his good intentions as soon as he did.

In fact, Master Zhou also has his own skills, and many things are made very exquisitely.

For example, walnuts.

The walnut peel can still be opened, and the shape of the walnut kernel inside looks quite real at first glance.

There are also noodles and noodles with peanuts and noodles with beans, which are very similar. Princess Duan likes very much, but it does not meet the preferences of Xiaotuanzi.

As a child, she can't understand the beauty of craftsmanship, so she likes bright and cute things.

Manager Li said to Master Zhou again: "Don't think too much. The princess likes what you make. If you do it as usual after you get it, Xiao Han won't be able to get you in the way. It's a good thing that your apprentice can stand out."

Master Zhou smiled silly, but he didn't agree.

This child is a kitchen helper, and the master and apprentice are all good. The princess wants such things to give to the little princess. If the little princess likes this, how can he have a chance to make a name for himself?

But he really can't wrap the filling, and the skin can be so thin and cute. He really can't... he secretly hated him and dared not speak out.

Xiao Han smiled and looked careless, so he turned around and studied how to pinch the eagle.

Zhuzhu went to take a nap after lunch. The others returned to continue working. Sheng Minglin didn't go. He rummaged through the few stories he bought, and then started writing Huo Chenzhao's words.

Just as it was written, Prince Duan sent someone back and passed him a message saying "Chacha".

Sheng Minglin pondered for a moment, then called Wenzhi and asked him to find some people to go to the west mountain outside the city to inquire if anyone had seen someone carry the coffin away, but the identity should not be revealed.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was: he took his own initiative and privately investigated the disappearance of his mother's coffin, and did not dare to let Prince Duan know about it, nor did he dare to disturb others.

After the arrangements are finished, I will continue to write a book when I come back.

I wrote for an afternoon and half of the article, but I always felt that the taste was a bit insufficient.

Prince Duan came back in the evening, looked at it and said with a smile: "Look at the articles of later generations."

He took out the lottery book and showed it to him. When he opened it, he was covered with comments and some paper marks were also covered with them. Obviously, Emperor Mingxi had read it with great care.

Before he could take a closer look, he flipped through it and soon realized the humorous and joking style of later generations' writings, and... how to say it, his words are not astonishing as ever.

Prince Duan took back the book and said, "I think it's good to write a book in this way... Don't preach, and don't reveal our ideas on the surface, which is the most clever one."

Sheng Minglin was enlightened.

But now there is no time to write.

Zhuzhu was playing with the seventh prince Chen Lingjue outside and was playing with Shanda Majesty. He heard her laughing from a distance.

Prince Duan looked at Luke and said, "You can eat here, I'll take Zhuzhu to the front to eat."

Sheng Minglin responded, Prince Duan went out and coaxed his daughter away.

Because both brothers love grand and majestic, Zhuzhu was very excited by them and couldn't even sit still when she had eaten. As a result, after a while, she brought a plate of pastry and Zhuzhu felt surprised when she saw it.

Grandma is black and white, and it is said that this kind of thing will not be too cute, but the chef made branches on the plate ingeniously, and red fruits were made on the branches, and then put a grandma and majestic style, which looked very good.

Zhuzhu looked at it in surprise for a long time and said, "Give me one too!"

Madam Zhou hurried down and ordered, and came back and said, "The manager said he had prepared an extra plate and asked someone to send it to the prince."

Duanzi nodded violently, stared at the plate, and picked a fruit to eat it. He looked up in surprise: "Dad, mom, it's really fruit!"

Princess Duan also picked one, and one for Prince Duan. The flesh contained inside was filled with real flesh, which tasted sour and sweet. She picked another leaf and ate it. Although the leaves were not filled with filling, they were also a fragrance of grass.

Princess Duan couldn't help but smile: "It's done well."

Prince Duan knew everything around his daughter. At first glance, he didn't know how Master Zhou's skills were, so he asked, "A new master is here?"

"No," Princess Duan smiled and said, "I asked, I am a little helper. I have been here for four or five years. I am very diligent and obedient. I am not annoyed by anyone. I looked at Xixiqing and didn't talk much. I didn't expect that I was still a perfect person. Just now, Master Zhou was baking cakes yesterday, and the fire broke out and injured his hand, so he stood up."

Prince Duan smiled and said, "It's pretty good."

He doesn't care much about these disputes. As long as there are people, such disputes are inevitable. This is not entirely a bad thing. It is impossible to stop them. As long as you choose a good manager, you can suppress them and don't delay things.

Zhuzhu looked at it for a long time before he reluctantly ate Shanda Feng. The food was still filled with vegetables. Zhuzhu didn't like to eat vegetables, but now, he ate it in big mouthfuls. Prince Duan was very happy to see it and asked someone to give it to the chef.

Before going to bed at night, Zhuzhu specially told Lizhi, saying that she would ask her brother to sleep with her arms tonight.

Sheng Minglin smiled and said to Lizhi: "It's okay. If she wakes up, you will tell her that I will take her with me when I go out."

He had to write a message book at night, so he didn't go to bed early, so he just went there in the morning.

As a result, he wrote more and more smoothly. He wrote for the middle of the night. After sleeping for a while the next morning, he asked Chen Lingjue and the others to go there first. He continued to write at home. He worked overtime and wrote for two days.

After showing it to Prince Duan, Prince Duan said it was good, and then Sheng Minglin gave the pseudonym "Zhu Kun".

Kun has the meaning of elder brother, so this is Zhuzhu's elder brother.

Prince Duan said, "No, it's too straightforward. You will know it's you when you hear it."

He waved his pen and named him "Mr. Qingcheng".

Qingcheng?? Sheng Minglin frowned: "What's the solution?"

Prince Duan said, "It's all unsolvable and it's not related to it! I didn't expect it to be us! You are not a literati habit. You are obviously doing things that you can't get involved, and you have to leave a shadow even if you have to beat around the bush! You're afraid that people won't guess!"

OK!

Sheng Minglin watched his father leave.

His father was also quick to do it, and asked someone to print it overnight. In less than a day, it was available on the market. I took it back and saw it... It was really good.

The main reason is that Huo Chenzhao's story is getting hot at this moment. Although this book is called "Discounty" and has also used a pseudonym, the entire context is his story, so it was passed down by word of mouth and became popular all over the capital.
Chapter completed!