Jinghua little cook

"Have you found anything?"

"No, if you look for it again, you will turn the western suburbs upside down."

"That's not necessary."

The sky is gloomy, and there is a slight moonlight floating in the clouds and haze. I don't know how much rain has fallen in the capital these days, and the sky is always gray.

Bai Ye looked at the rain curtain outside Jinyue Pavilion with a sneer, and said, "It's really aggrieved to let the third prince in charge of Dali Temple go down to solve such a small Misu case."

Withdrawing the hand that fell on the Langhao knife, Bai Shu looked at Bai Ye, and after a while he smiled lightly and said, "Who put someone on top of my head? I just ask my second brother to let me go from now on, and let me be idle in peace." Your lord will be fine."

"That's natural."

In just one day, Bai Ye found Bai Shu more and more pleasing to the eye, and his attitude changed a lot.

However, with such a smiling face, he didn't know that he had already become a hypocrite who valued sex over friends in the eyes of his younger brother.

Bai Shu was very clear in his heart.

It doesn't matter whether you lose it or not, and it doesn't matter if you find it or not. What his second brother wants is the effect created by this fairness and justice.

Right now, no matter who asks, they will know that Dali Temple is looking for private property for Xiankeju's accountant.

The people of Xiankeju really have a lot of face——

Bai Shu rolled his eyes in his heart.

Forget it, Xiankeju belonged to the king of Chu, and their Dali Temple found things for the people of the king of Chu.

"Go back and send the sales of the guards who left the camp today to the Forbidden Guard." Bai Ye looked up at Bai Shu, laughed, and disappeared into the rain without holding up his umbrella.

As soon as Bai Shu saw the people leave, he was only thinking cheerfully about the fact that Dali Temple was finally rich, and completely forgot to ask his second brother why the good Langhao Dao was hanging outside alone.

What about the knife case?

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In Yueling Restaurant.

The two children were washing the dishes and sweeping the floor, while Lu Xiling sat on the chair and stared blankly.

It seems that she really can't do without horses.

How can the two half-grown children who have not experienced much in the world be the opponents of those old fritters.

Back in the room, Lu Xiling dragged out the wooden box that Bai Ye used to send calligraphy and paintings from under the bed, and patted off the dust on it.

Then he clicked on the system and zoomed in on the food list of [Qingfeng Rice].

A great product for summer vacation, from "Qing Yi Lu".

Is this dish delicious?
Not necessarily.

But the force is definitely high enough!

State banquet competitions, one for taste, two for color, [Qingfeng Rice] sounds arty, and it really couldn't be more suitable.

Those who use their family as soft persimmons can't be let go, but right now, Lu Xiling thinks there are more important things.

Miejue Shitai has a good saying.

——The number of victories and defeats is shared by the whole world. Are all heroes named by themselves?

So, this time, Yueling Restaurant not only wants to win in word of mouth, but also wins in culinary skills!

This is to completely crush the opponent!

After calling Liang Chen, Lu Xiling began to teach the children the recipe for the second competition.

Qingfeng Rice is served cold, and it is made by blending crystal rice, dragon eye powder, dragon brain powder, and buttermilk.

"After the reconciliation is completed, put it into the jade jar, hang down the ice in the pool until it is completely cooled, and then take out the offering."

Regardless of the ingredients, the steps are extremely simple.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this is just a bowl of cold porridge, but its ingredients are exquisite, except for the buttermilk, Lu Xiling has no idea what the other ingredients are.

A recipe alone is useless without ingredients.

But she didn't have it, which doesn't mean the palace didn't have it either. According to the system prompt, this dish originally came from the court of the Tang Dynasty.

Presumably, if she submits the material, it will be approved in a few days.

At that time, Lu Xiling only needed to teach Liang Chen how elegant he was when cooking this dish, which was also one of the criteria for judging by Shangshi Bureau.

Just imagine, a cook rubbing sweat on his sleeves for a while, and a runny nose for a while due to the heat, those things are a bit unhygienic.

Liang Chen murmured, "It would be great if Shangshi Bureau allowed me to cook roast duck. It's convenient and simple."

Is it simple?

Lu Xiling pouted: That's because you didn't see how difficult it was for me to clean it up.

Bean Sprout scooped a spoonful of Sushan into his mouth, and wondered, "How hard is it? Is it harder than facing those demons and ghosts in Xiankeju?"

Lu Xiling was stunned for a moment.

For her, isn't it more difficult than dealing with individuals!
An eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, has always been Lu Xiling's code of conduct.

She had already thought about how to deal with Xiankeju.

Grass Grass Grass in the western suburbs.

When the accountant of Xiankeju saw Lu Xiling coming, a smile appeared in his eyes naturally.

"Why is Boss Lu here?"

Lu Xiling didn't bother to pretend, and said straight to the point: "Someone has slandered my cook for stealing, of course I'm coming."

Framed and slandered, words that are subject to legal sanctions in modern times, were only derogatory terms in ancient times.

No way, Lu Xiling could only get off in person.

The accountant's brows and eyes became more and more relaxed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned up with disdain: "It's all a misunderstanding, and I didn't say anything. Look, what is Boss Lu doing so seriously?"

"Of course the half-buried people don't care about these things, but my cook's life is just right, and the future can be expected. We must not be delayed by these trivial matters."

"You," the accountant stared at Lu Xiling.

The gong sounded.

The game officially begins.

As soon as the other party said "you", Lu Xiling turned around and left.

Everyone who was supposed to be present at Shangshi Bureau was present today.

Mei Ziyuan was sitting in a pavilion not far away, looking at the young people in their prime, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, he looked back, raised his hand and called the palace man, "It rained last night, and it's much hotter today, go and pour some drinks for those accompanying you."

"Yes."

Almost at the same time as the sound fell, an exclamation came from behind the granary not far away.

"It's not good! It's not good! It's out of water! Come on!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

Some stood on their feet and looked in the direction of the smoke and dust, while others ran over to put out the fire immediately.

It's just a folk competition, and since many people have already been eliminated in the first round, there is no need for too many guards on duty in this round.

The sudden fire was also unexpected.

The biggest problem is not enough staff.

"There are valuable things in here, please Mr. Trouble take me."

Before the accountant could get out of the burning situation, a long and expensive wooden box was stuffed into his hand suddenly, and he was stunned.

I took it without a hitch.

He looked at the box, and then at Lu Xiling who shot out with vigorous steps.

Eh?
No?

What kind of prestige are you, a little girl?

In order to make a good impression on the adults of the Shangshi Bureau, even your life is sacrificed, right?

The heavy wooden box was pressed in his arms, and the accountant suddenly had a different idea.

He had only seen such a precious wooden box when he was carrying the belongings of the palace for the King of Chu.

Lu Xiling bought such a thing with a lot of money, I'm afraid it was not intended to be sent to the top...

Thank you for your support, and thank uu for your recommendation tickets!Tonight I ate roast duck as I wished, so I am a little bit late in posting.