While she was mincing the meat, she heard "The County Lord has arrived——" Before Ji Rongjin could react, a group of people poured in from outside the kitchen. As soon as she turned around, everyone in the kitchen bowed and stepped aside.

She was left hanging in front of others.

He met the eyes of the beautiful woman in front of the crowd - her eyes were curious and wary, as if looking at an animal that had invaded her territory.

Ji Rongjin asked Aunt Han, she was...dressed in such beautiful clothes, how could she end up in a greasy place in the kitchen?

Aunt Han didn't expect that the granddaughter of Duke Wen Guo would come to Qi Wang's villa. She quietly glanced at the kitchen door. Her husband quietly gave her a look of "the county lord rushed in by himself" and hurriedly went to the front yard study to report back.

She quickly knelt down in front of Yuan Zizhi and said, "Old slave, please pay your respects to the county master."

"This is the little cook Fang Guanshi uses - Miss Ji?"

"Back to the county master, yes!"

Yuan Zizhi moved her lotus steps lightly.

The eldest girl quickly reached out to hold her arm and said, "County Master, don't let the oil fumes stain your beautiful dress." She helped her and persuaded her.

The young lady in front of her had a sallow complexion, and except for a pair of clear black and white almond eyes, her appearance was extremely ordinary. Yuan Zizhi, who was so aggressive, felt relieved for no reason, and her eyes were less alert.

With a more pleasant look on his face, he walked to Ji Rongjin and said, "At noon, my cousin ate the meal you cooked, and in the evening, he asked you to cook it. It seems that your cooking skills are really good."

Oh! It turns out they are cousins... Ji Rongjin understood instantly.

In order to avoid being imagined as an enemy by others, she quickly showed an annoyingly flattering smile and said, "Your Majesty Miao, it's just a little trick."

It’s good to be self-aware.

Yuan Zizhi nodded with satisfaction, "What are you going to cook for your cousin tonight?"

From ancient times to the present, if you don’t have enough ability to protect yourself, having beauty is actually a very troublesome thing. It may be better in modern times when everyone is equal, but it is definitely not a good thing in the Great Xia Dynasty where the hierarchy of women is low and the status of women is low.

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Ji Rongjin understood this very well and always dressed up to make herself stand out from the crowd. Seeing her 'cousin''s expression, she understood that she had passed the test in terms of appearance.

"My lord, let's steam three vegetables and stew a soup." Ji Rongjin looked at the pork and small yellow croaker on the table.

"Why are there so few?" Yuan Zizhi was very dissatisfied. He followed her gaze and actually let her cousin eat cheap pork and fishy seafood. How could this please her cousin?

Thinking of her cousin being angry and dissatisfied with the cook, Yuan Zizhi looked harsh and dissatisfied, but felt happy in her heart. Let's do it. It would be better to make her cousin disgusted as soon as possible.

Ji Rongjin timidly and cautiously replied quickly, "Back to you, sir, I only have a few recipes in my mind. If..." I make too many, they will be gone.

Before he finished speaking, everyone understood what he meant.

The eldest girl was about to scold her, but Yuan Zizhi stopped her, "You dare to be a cook for your cousin with only such little skills, so I'm only tolerant of my cousin."

"Yes, thank you for your tolerance." Ji Rongjin acted cautiously, as if he was going to be beheaded.

"That's all!" Yuan Zizhi, who looks ordinary and has no skills, suddenly stopped worrying and even said as if giving alms, "Hurry up and cook for your cousin."

"Yes, my lord."

Yuan Zizhi came with her sword drawn, but Shi Shi left.

It wasn't until there was no sound outside that Ji Rongjin raised his waist, pretended to wipe his sweat, and started making dinner.

Before steaming the mushroom minced meat, crack a salted duck egg in the middle of the minced meat, steam it and serve it on the table. The salted egg yolk is dotted in the middle of the square mushroom minced meat, just like admiring a painting of the red sun, it is extremely beautiful.

The small yellow croaker drizzled with hot oil is garnished with a few green onions and a few red peppers. It is simple, bright and appetizing.

The ham was fished out of the pork ribs soup and sliced ​​for later use. In March, when all kinds of new vegetables were on the market, she brought a handful of pea shoots from home, put them in the boiling pork ribs soup, and then fished them out after a while.

Out of the loading tray.

The quickly cooked pea shoots are as green as if they were decorated with the first drop of dew in the morning. They are paired with a jade-like white porcelain plate. The white and green contrast with each other like an elegant little painting. On top, lay a layer of salty ham slices.

The blend of color and taste is simply amazing.

In the study room in the front yard, Yuan Zizhi stood in front of Prince Qi's cousin, pouting, "Cousin, I went to see it. There were only two or three dishes. They were very tasteless. Why don't you go back to the house with me for dinner? Grandpa

Still waiting for you?"

Yan Tao learned martial arts at the age of ten and joined the army at the age of fifteen. He was neat and decisive. He had almost no dealings with young ladies and was not good at dealing with young ladies.

I didn't feel that my cousin was being coquettish at all, and was even very impatient. When I heard my grandfather, he calmed down the emotions in his eyes, raised his eyes, and said calmly, "Ping An has something to report, you first..."

"Tell Ping An to go to the house to report..." Before she could finish her sentence, Yuan Zizhi was stared at by her cousin's solemn gaze so that she didn't dare to say anything. She grabbed the handkerchief in grievance and put her toes under the hem of her skirt.

Almost dug out a hole.

Yan Tao calmed down his fierce aura and said, "Kangtai, send the county lord back to his mansion."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Cousin..." Yuan Zizhi was unwilling to give up and wanted to take him back home.

Yan Tao lowered his eyes and read a book.

"Cousin..." Even though she was unwilling to do anything, Yuan Zizhi did not dare to act mean to Cousin Qi Wang, so she had to leave angrily. She could only remind Kangtai, "Cousin is a noble person, and no other untouchables can get along with him.

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"Yes, yes..." Kangtai could only reply with a promise.

"And the yard in Osmanthus Alley is so shabby. Don't bring your cousin here next time."

"Yes, yes..." How can the master's footsteps be controlled by servants like them?

After finally seeing off the county master, Kangtai quickly returned to his master.

In the side room, the owner has already eaten.

Three dishes, one soup, and rice.

It seems simple, but the color is the color, and the fragrance is the fragrance. Kangtai choked unconsciously, and I guess the taste must be very beautiful.

When it comes to gambling/eating/*/playing, it is said that men are at least equally good, and some are even good at all.

Born in the royal family, studied in Confucianism, and served in the army, King Yan Tao of Qi has always stood at the top of the food chain. The world is prosperous, intrigues and deceptions, and life and death battles have basically been experienced. He is like an old man who has entered his old age and cannot talk about anything.

Get interested.

On the wooden tray, there was sweet-scented osmanthus rice with three dishes and one soup. It was simple but not lacking in color and fragrance, and it suddenly caught his eye.

Lift your eyes.

"What's in the soup to make it so fresh?"

Ji Rongjin, who was standing at the table like an invisible person, was suddenly asked: "Ah..." She was on a desertion. What should she do if King Qi asked her to cook next time and was caught by her 'cousin' again?

"Oh, go back to your highness, let it go..." Ji Rongjin shut up. There was no MSG in the Great Xia Dynasty. She made some with local methods, which was only enough for daily use. Occasionally, she gave some to Fushun Restaurant. Fang Zhaoyao treated it like a treasure and had a distinguished guest.

Just use it.

The King of Qi was an honored guest, so of course he enjoyed it.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the small yellow croakers decorated with a few scallions, "Although the red and green decorations are very nice, but what makes the two smooth small yellow croakers taste better is the dark soup, right?"


Chapter completed!