How could he be so bad at writing? What a pity! It seems she was right to stay. Why didn't dad find him a famous teacher?
Going outside, she saw Mrs. Wu and Aunt Liu busy, and Miss Zhu, who was very worried, immediately slipped out.
After entering the east and west wings of the inner courtyard, she found that there was no one at all. After thinking about it, she came to the outer courtyard. However, she saw that the door was ajar and everything was quiet. Only the kitchen seemed to be moving. She knew that the two male servants of the Zhang family had gone shopping.
She almost thought there was a thief, but when she went to the kitchen door and suddenly raised the curtain, she saw that the person busy inside was none other than Zhang Shou!
Zhu Ying asked almost subconsciously: "Why are you the one cooking?"
Zhang Shou had already heard the movement at the door. At this time, he smiled without looking back: "You want to say that Junzi is far away from the kitchen? I'm sorry, you saw it during the lunch picnic before. I don't have that taboo. If it is true,
If you can’t bear to kill, then go for a vegetarian diet. While eating beef, sheep, fish and shrimps, and lamenting killing with pity and pity, you are a hypocrite, worse than a real villain!”
He paused and continued slowly: "You, a young lady, are suddenly left in this countryside where there is nothing good. You can't even drink good tea. If you don't have enough to eat, then when your family comes over,
Don’t you think we’re treating you lightly?”
He believes in never getting tired of eating fine food and never getting tired of fine food. When he first traveled through time, Aunt Liu's craftsmanship was rated as pretty good by his mother Wu, but now it has become monotonous for him. Fortunately, he was a lonely gourmet in his previous life.
, otherwise you will definitely get stomach problems from the monotonous food patterns in this countryside!
Of course, he had to create a recipe book for this purpose, saying that it was given to him by an old gentleman who passed by and read poetry...
In fact, I am not specifically trying to please the eldest lady, but a certain young man I know very well has brought half a basketful of wild vegetables. If I don't deal with it, I will get old!
Thinking about the lunch meal, Zhu Ying still didn't understand why Zhang Shou seemed to be able to make delicious food easily just because he often cooked. But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable she felt.
How can such an elegant and handsome young man who is always a sight to see in court be worth spending energy on such a thing?
After thinking about it, she tiptoed forward, expecting to see what Zhang Shou was doing, but she didn't expect him to say again without looking back: "In the kitchen, there are either sharp knives or scalding steam, pots and pans.
It’s even more difficult to clean up if it’s broken! Miss, please go back and rest quickly.”
She had been disliked in the main room just now. When she heard the tone of dislike again, Miss Zhu, who was muttering in her heart because of Zhang Shou's handwriting, immediately asked angrily: "How can you compare to the capital city?"
Celebrity chef?”
"Haha." Zhang Shou chuckled, "How much is a table with famous chefs in the capital worth? How much is a table with farm dishes like ours in the countryside worth? There is no comparison between clouds and mud. However, I never tire of eating home-cooked food. As for famous chefs...
Some have real skills, while others have great reputations. It’s rare that a famous chef from a famous restaurant can make people eat for ten days straight.”
Zhu Ying was immediately speechless. She was tired of it after just two meals at a famous restaurant in Beijing!
She opened her mouth, and suddenly wanted to ask Zhang Shou what happened to his poor handwriting. She also wanted to hear from him that it was not his handwriting, but Wu's or someone else's handwriting. But
When the words came to her lips, she finally held them back.
His life experience must be somewhat mysterious, so why should she accidentally hit his sore spot with her words? Besides, calligraphy can be practiced. At worst, after she returns to Beijing, she can give her grandmother a good lesson and find a learned old scholar to teach Zhang Shou how to write well.
!
That's right, she must never let him know that she secretly read the copybooks on his bookshelf!
Zhang Shou didn't know what was going on in the eldest lady's mind. He half-coaxed and half-deceived him, and finally persuaded her to leave.
Although she was murmuring in her heart, Zhu Ying was still looking forward to this dinner. During the lunch picnic, she enjoyed the delicious food while feasting and showing off the beauty. Wouldn't it be more upright and nice for everyone to sit together for dinner?
Him?
However, when it was time for dinner, she was waiting in the main room only to see Mrs. Wu coming in alone with a tray of bars. When she saw Mrs. Wu placing it on the table with a smile, it was a plum blossom-shaped box and two small boxes with lids.
Bo, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
When the lid of the box was opened, she became even more puzzled. It was not because she recognized some of the dishes but had never seen some before, but she found that although there were many types of things in there and they were extremely rich, they should be
There was only enough for her.
"This is cold amaranth, stir-fried plantain, steamed rabbit meat with lotus leaf powder, steamed fresh fish with wine, soup dumplings, wild vegetable egg pancakes...these two small bowls are filled with tofu and surimi soup and steamed rice with shiitake mushrooms, ham and diced ham.
.”
Mrs. Wu, who had personally sent these over, smiled sheepishly, and then continued: "Ah Shou said, Yingying, it's your first time living in the countryside, and you must not be used to eating with strangers all of a sudden. It's better for everyone to share the food."
"
When Mrs. Wu left with a smile, Miss Zhu, who was left in this huge main room and had to enjoy the exquisite and small dinner on the square table alone, couldn't help but slap her chopsticks on the table, and she was so angry that she could not help but slap her chopsticks on the table.
of.
You said it so nicely in the kitchen just now, but now you have to share the food! When did I say that I can't eat at the same table with strangers? Didn't I eat with you at lunch?
Zhang Shou, I don't even dislike your bad calligraphy, how dare you dislike me!