Jinghua little cook

Chapter 56

Now, he wants to find an answer from himself in a different way.

However, Bai Ye didn't answer.

Not only did he not answer, but also changed the subject: "In terms of martial arts strategy, this king is not as good as your son, and I will reserve the position of commander of the imperial army for him at any time."

Song Zhuoyu's gossiping smile froze on his face.

He gets angry when he mentions that unfilial son.

She grew up with Baiye Baishu since she was a child. She has a temperament like an eagle, but her temper is as stubborn as a donkey.

When he was 14 years old, he followed Emperor Qing to fight against the enemy. When he was besieged in Baishu, he climbed into the enemy's granary alone with thirteen elites.

In one night, flames filled the sky, not only rescuing the Third Highness, but also burning most of the enemy's food and grass.

The timing is just right too.

One minute earlier, Northern Xinjiang was still restrained, and one minute later, the morale of the soldiers would be exhausted. He seized the opportunity and solved two things without any mistakes, which shows his talent as a general.

At the scene at that time, who would not boast a few words about this young man who is a genius?

But now?

Once he returned to the capital, he didn't know what kind of tendon he had. Instead of taking martial arts, he had to go to Wentuan. He shouted at home every day to take the imperial examination.

Seeing him pretending to be carrying a book and endorsing the book, the handsome Song Shilang wanted to kick him in person.

Bai Ye smiled: "Didn't he think being a general was very prestigious at the beginning? Why has it changed now?"

Song Zhuoyu's face was gloomy and gloomy.

If he knew, he would come up with a way to deal with it.

The key is that the source of his purpose cannot be found now.

Bai Ye pursed his lips.

In private, I don't talk about the superiority of monarchs and ministers.

Bai Ye said bluntly: "Actually, it's fine if you don't become a military commander. Uncle's family only has the son of a crane. Why bother to let him exchange his flesh and blood for fame."

"The matter of the governor is just a joke of my nephew, uncle should not take it to heart."

The Song family is not a partial branch of the Bai family, but the two families lived next to each other in the past, and a brotherly friendship developed between them.

Bai Ye was used to calling out in the past, but now he only changes his words in front of outsiders.

Song Zhuoyu pondered for a while.

Helplessly shook his head.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but you make me say that you want to push children into a fire pit."

"Nephew doesn't mean that."

"I understand—" Song Zhuoyu lazily interrupted.

Although he has never been a frontier commander, he has personally participated in many rebellions in northern Xinjiang, so how could he not know the dangers of the battlefield.

But looking at the present, both Bai Ye and Bai Shu have become princes, and they will be treated as the heirs of the great line before they are completely crowned kings and fiefdoms.

How is it possible to let them return to the battlefield.

But apart from them, Song Zhuoyu felt that there was no one more suitable for Di Bei's coach than his stupid son.

The peace in northern Xinjiang is only temporary, and the clamor will rise at any time. No one knows what the world will be like by then.

"Scholars can't be resolute, the responsibilities are heavy and the road is long--" Song Zhuoyu sighed.

When talking about heavy topics, Bai Ye felt a little regretful.

Fortunately, he knows what this uncle likes.

"There is a small restaurant on the gourmet street south of Suzaku. The food is pretty good. My nephew will ask my uncle and Hezhi to try it sometime."

Song Zhuoyu recovered from the troubles of worrying about the common people.

Suddenly I remembered the eloquent young lady in front of the restaurant and the carriage on the street corner that day.

And the means of committing crimes of the demon way.

Could it be him and that little lady?
No, absolutely impossible!

But what if...

Bai Ye didn't know that he was severely marked in his heart by his good-tempered uncle.

Still self-contained, he said: "The pastry made by the proprietress of that shop is the best in Beijing. I remember that my aunt loves fruit very much. I can bring some back to my aunt when the time comes."

The more Song Zhuoyu listened, the more awkward he felt.

But he had no choice but to remember the Holy Majesty's instructions that he had to go to this restaurant even if he didn't.

The two people in the carriage had their own thoughts.

Lu Xiling, who was in the restaurant, happily deserted.

It is good to have a buddy, and it is even better to have a buddy who can cook!
Ever since Liang Chen was recruited, Lu Xiling finally lived a life with half-free hands.

She has changed from a chef to a helper, and occasionally Liang Chen can get busy by himself, let alone Lu Xiling.

This feeling, like a daughter-in-law turning into a mother-in-law?

There is bean sprouts "Hao Daer" yelling in front, and a virtuous woman "Liang Chen" is in charge of the kitchen. Lu Xiling is only in charge of being beautiful and beautiful, drink some wine, enjoy the flowers, chat, and feel comfortable!
Bean Sprout also felt relieved: "Although I can handle customers, I am not as knowledgeable as A-Ling! Customers still like to chat with A-Ling."

Lu Xiling smiled silently.

It’s better to chat less, the diners just say that they don’t want to order food, and many people outside are still holding flower sticks and waiting eagerly.

I remembered that there was a son who was preparing for the exam and even used her private room as a study room, coming every day...

At this time, Lu Xiling was troubled again.

It would be great if the food shop was bigger, or it would be fine to rent a suitable shop quickly.

"There are shops, I'm afraid you won't like them." Bean sprouts said casually.

The fan in her hand stopped, and Lu Xiling tilted her head to look: "Where?"

"Where else can it be, of course it's the one across the street."

As soon as Ah Ling starts to study new dishes, she devotes herself wholeheartedly, just like a student rushing for an exam who doesn't know anything about the world.

Bean sprouts are different. Sitting at the counter and looking around all day long, everyone who passes by likes to put their mouths in.

That's what she heard about the dentist's shop hanging across the street.

"The rumors on the street are crazy, saying that Sun Xiangu's business was so good before, it was because the demon cast a curse around that shop!"

"Those who cast curses are talking about accumulating virtue, and some people say that every time the demons do their tricks, they must use the blood sacrifices of virgins and virgins to complete their talents. Those who are tempered in this way are all blood demons!"

"You can't see anything on the surface of the shop, but you might be able to tell how many souls are trapped under the shop."

Bean Sprout said that he shuddered: "In short, although the seal of the store has been removed, it cannot be sold. After all, who dares to buy a store with bad feng shui."

The ancients were superstitious, especially the merchants.

There are countless storybooks about "The Abandoned House Turned into a Haunted House" with the Shanggui family as the protagonists. Lu Xiling likes to turn a few pages to find excitement in her spare time.

But compared to the horror stories she had seen in her previous life, these were really nothing to Lu Xiling.

Lu Xiling asked curiously, "How much is the price at Yaren's shop across the street?"

The bean sprouts held out a finger.

"Where's Li Jin?"

Bean Sprout thought for a moment, and said, "Thirty for a thousand breaths."

Lu Xiling covered her mouth.

Not even half of the standard.

God, I'm tempted!

If you don’t sell at this time, you will never be able to buy such a suitable house again!

"Don't, I, I'm afraid too." Bean Sprout shrugged her shoulders like a chick.

"Do you believe this?"

"It's better to believe it than to believe it doesn't exist." Bean sprouts pouted: "Besides, if we really bought it back, what should we do if the diners are afraid and won't come to eat?"

"What are they afraid of?" Lu Xiling blinked.

"Of course I'm afraid of ghosts and gods!"

Lu Xiling narrowed her eyes.

Very good, very good!As long as you still believe in ghosts and gods, everything will be fine!

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, and continue to rush!
　　Thank you so much for your support and encouragement along the way.

　　Thanks to the book friends who caught bugs, the book friends who commented, and the book friends who voted for monthly and recommended tickets.

　　Thanks to the book friends who discovered the inconspicuous author from the beginning and are willing to keep reading.

　　I will keep working hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)