Jinghua little cook

Chapter 124 Drop the vest

Song Zhuoyu returned to the servant's mansion with a dark face.

When the servant girl in the main courtyard saw it, she didn't care about fetching water and reported to Mrs. Song that Minister Song had gone to the bookstore.

Song Zhuoyu, who loves his wife like a treasure, rarely plunges into the bookstore as soon as he enters the mansion.

unless.

He was angry.

Mrs. Song is usually a tigress, and Song Zhuoyu will follow her in everything, but once Song Zhuoyu ignores her, she will be at a loss.

Taking a bowl of Sushan from Yueling Winery, I went to the bookstore to show my love.

Song Zhuoyu didn't listen to the word "Yueling Restaurant" and he still couldn't resist the temptation of Sushan's icy coolness, but once he heard these four words, he had to endure it even if he couldn't bear it!

"There are so many beauties in the capital, does Yulang hate me?"

Yulang hadn't heard of it for a long time either.

Delicious food and a beautiful wife are simply double temptations.

In addition, Song Zhuoyu couldn't bear to turn his head back, seeing the peach blossom-faced sweetheart teardrops, even if he was really angry, he was washed away by the tears.

Song Zhuoyu surrendered.

He pulled Mrs. Song to sit on his lap with a good temper, and while wiping her tears, said: "You still have the nerve to cry, you clearly know that she is Wu Guan's daughter, but you don't even tell me, what do you mean? Do you worry about looking after your husband instead of your family?"

How many late nights I have suffered from the guilt of not taking good care of my daughter.

There were countless days, and he had to calmly convince himself of Bai Ye's love affair with folk women.

His suffering and pain were seen by the people beside him every day, but they allowed him to suffer.

No wonder she said that she hit it off with that girl, no wonder she got excited when she said she would give this to Yueling Restaurant...

Thinking of the gap between the two of them, Song Zhuoyu bit the cheek of the beautiful woman in his arms, which was regarded as venting his anger.

At the beginning, I didn't know that the self-made girl was the child of a close friend, so I didn't know how to take care of it.

Now that I know it, there is absolutely no reason to wrong her.

Song Zhuoyu has already made up his mind, and soon he will invite Ming Sheng to accept Lu Xiling as a righteous daughter ring under his knees, so that she will not be wronged in the slightest!

Lu Xiling, who was invited to the servant's mansion three times, smiled, not to comfort, nor to be noble.

All she had to say was the truth.

"I haven't been wronged, really! You also know that Xiankeju has a bad heart, but you see, not only was my niece not wronged, but she even joined their army!"

Just thinking of the indisputable state of Xiankeju's accountant, Lu Xiling felt refreshed all over!
Song Zhuoyu ate the barbecue that Lu Xiling brought over, but still felt that this method was inappropriate.

Hezhen is a girl, and those men who do business are all wolves, if they don't take advantage of it once, can they be so lucky every time?
Song Zhuoyu said worriedly: "I won't stop you if you want to do business, I just let you live in my house, so we can look at you with peace of mind."

As if afraid that Lu Xiling would take care of her, Song Zhuoyu said again: "You can also bring the servant girl from your backyard along. If you don't like other people serving you, you can let her serve you all the time."

"Uncle—" Lu Xiling explained: "She is not my maidservant, she is my accountant, and she has a bright mind."

In their eyes, bean sprouts are bought, and they are masters and servants in terms of status.

Lu Xiling understood that their thoughts could not be changed for a while, but what they said was definitely not disrespect to Dou Sprout.

On the contrary, they arranged for the little girl very well.

As long as they enter the mansion, they can enjoy the exclusive courtyard, no one disturbs them, and no one dares to bully them.

This is how Lu Xiling explained, even Song Zhuoyu didn't believe that she didn't work hard anymore.

Mrs. Song's ears almost grew calluses from listening, and she had to go off in person to gag Song Zhuoyu's mouth.

Seeing that people were eating delicious barbecue, Lu Xiling took the opportunity to change the subject and chatted about the barbecue business at home.

"Slicing, skewering, and grilling have a clear division of labor. The big family has a lot of rules. What is there to say about hot sauce, warm wine, and grilled meat? It's even better than the barbecue at my niece's house!"

"By the way, there are also barbecue grills. There are more styles on the market now. A while ago, my barbecue grills were imitated by craftsmen, but now they have been surpassed! Even my niece has to sell the latest styles now. Back to using the barbecue grill."

Song Zhuoyu didn't realize that this was Lu Xiling deliberately changing the subject, and thought it was quite interesting that the rich family made barbecue.

He also heard a lot when he went to court recently.

"Master Shangshu's house does not use a barbecue grill, but pure pebbles, lined with rosin, which is self-concave, and the color is half yellow. Not to mention the unusual pine beauty, the taste of roasting is also very good."

"But it's not in the wild, and the pebbles are not clean enough after being used too many times. It's better to use the stove to save worry."

Lu Xiling agreed: "Or small gatherings with friends, leisurely and elegant, this kind of cobblestone barbecue is also the best choice."

As soon as the topic was discussed, Lu Xiling also forgot her original purpose.

While eating meat, they talked about the grape farming she and Mr. Qiu were working on, the summer cold drinks at home, the secrets of barbecue and cooking skills.

"The heat is important, and the oil is equally important." Lu Xiling's eyes sparkled, and she spoke more and more vigorously: "Cold oil, warm oil, hot oil, how hot the oil should be, there is no difference in one of them, the knowledge in it It's big."

"There are also adjustments and selection of materials, and there are also particularities. Let's take fruits as an example. The freshest peaches right now are peaches, juicy peaches, nectarines, and flat peaches... When the yellow peaches are ripe, summer will be over."

"The crabs will get fatter in October. Let's enjoy the chrysanthemums and eat the crabs. My niece has already figured it out. When the imperial examinations are released, there will be a hairy crab feast in the restaurant, and I will definitely earn a lot of money!"

"Look! Look!" Mrs. Song clapped her hands and said, "Look at how clever we and Zhen are, our little brains are so clever!"

Song Zhuoyu beside him could only nod and laugh along with him.

But he didn't think so in his heart.

At the beginning when the little girl was focused on making money, he was sweating for Bai Erlang, but now that she really only had food in addition to money, he felt that Bai Erlang was hopeless.

A breeze blows.

The evening drum beats.

Song Zhuoyu sent Lu Xiling out of the door full of worries.

The little girl insisted on walking back to digest the food by herself, so he shouldn't be too forceful as an uncle.

It was only after the person left that he let out the suffocation in his chest.

Mrs. Song pushed him: "What are you doing? When you didn't recognize each other, you always thought about it. Why are you even more worried after you recognize each other?"

Song Zhuoyu hugged her shoulders, smiled wryly and walked into the breeze and drizzle.

Lu Xiling, who was bouncing back to the wine shop, was in a completely different mood from Song Zhuoyu.

She stopped and stopped along the way, buying a bag of fried chestnuts for a while, and a bag of candied lychees for a while.

Even walking in front of the acrobatic booth, I couldn't help standing still and cheering.

I don't understand how hard it is for those who follow behind.

Bai Ye stood in the corner, looking at the [-]-year-old girl with a bright smile, whistling at the artists on stage.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Lihentian's fairy was not completely cut off from love, she seemed to be nostalgic for the world of mortals, but that nostalgia and care never fell where he expected.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

This person is very honest, just offended Xiankeju, he dared to swagger across the banks of the Luo River, did he really not know how ruthless those people's tricks are when they get dirty.

Following the afterglow of the light, the girl in Hu clothes ran back home against the light rain.

This summer rain has gradually changed from a dense line of chasing people's shadows to a jade plate of big beads and small beads.

Bai Ye walked to the door of Yueling Restaurant and saw the closing sign hanging on the door, but he didn't lift his hand to knock on the door.

After standing with arms folded for a moment, Bai Ye turned his head around, revealing a half-smile.

At the foot of the door, at some point, there was a [-]-bone Yunmei umbrella. Bai Ye's fingertips were slightly cool, and the moment he touched the umbrella handle, he seemed to be able to feel that the person's palm was just right. the warmth.

The rain hasn't abated.

But he set up a neon in his heart.

　Is it sugar?

　　A Ling: Yes.

　　Is it going both ways?

　　A Ling: Rushing?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)