Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 247 Cook
Zhao Wangshu was concentrating on copying scriptures when a bird flew in from the window and landed on the desk. It curiously pecked at the ink in the inkstone with its pointed beak.

"Don't drink this, it will turn into a black-billed bird." Zhao Wangshu reached out to catch the bird.

The bird flapped its wings and splashed the ink in the inkstone everywhere. After making a mess, it flew away from the window.

"You naughty little guy." Zhao Wangshu looked at the stains formed on the paper with ink, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Girl, I'm going to fetch water. Please wipe your face." Luzhi said.

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu wiped his face, looked at the dark hands, smelled it, and frowned slightly.

In addition to the unique fragrance of ink, this ink also has a faint
Zhao Wangshu picked up the inkstone, got closer and smelled it, and found out carefully that it was indeed the smell of blood.

Why does the ink smell like blood?

This ink was prepared by Princess Rui when they came to copy scriptures.

She didn't mind copying the Peace Sutra for Song Huai, but she was worried that Princess Rui Chengchang was performing some strange rituals, such as borrowing lives or something.

"Sister-in-law, do you also want to taste the ink?" Song Yuanqu sat up and asked with a smile when he saw this scene.

Zhao Wangshu quickly put down the inkstone and asked with a smile: "Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?"

"Much better." Song Yuanqu held the hosta on his head.

Luzhi fetched a basin of water and helped Zhao Wangshu wash his face. The aunt and sister-in-law continued to copy the scriptures, but Zhao Wangshu copied a little absent-mindedly.

At the beginning of noon, Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu left the nunnery to go home. They used to stay there all day and return in the evening, but now the situation did not allow it. Song Yuanqu was pregnant, so he had to pay attention to his diet.

Although it is not a big problem to eat one vegetarian meal a day, pregnant people have a normal appetite and cannot eat vegetarian food.

After returning home, we had lunch and went back to the yard to take a nap.

After taking a nap, Zhao Wangshu called for Lady Qiao, "quietly inquire about Princess Ruicheng's mansion."

Lady Qiao didn't ask the reason, "I'll make arrangements right now."

"Mainly asking about Song Huai and Zhao Shuqing." Zhao Wangshu added.

"This slave knows." Lady Qiao retreated.

Zhao Wangshu picked up the storybook and flipped through it. After reading a few pages, the young lady came over and said, "Miss, can I come in?"

"Come in." Zhao Wangshu sat up.

The young lady came in, saluted her, and said, "Greetings, girl."

"No need to be polite, just sit down." Zhao Wangshu said.

The young lady sat down on the small table and said, "Young girl asked me to find the cook, and I found her."

Zhao Wangshu had no intention of becoming a personal cook and cooking medicinal meals in the kitchen.

Smokey and scorching, no matter how beautiful she is, she cannot withstand wear and tear.

Zhao Wangshu smiled and said, "Bring her here and let your family have a taste of her craftsmanship. If it's good, keep it."

"Girl, her craftsmanship is quite good, but she has a little girl with her. She wants to take her with her to take care of her," the lady said.

"How old is her daughter?"

"Six years old."

People in this era like to talk about how old they are. They say they are six years old, but they are actually only four years old.

"Bring the person here first, let me take a look." Zhao Wangshu did not make a hasty decision.

"The slave will ask her to come tomorrow." Zhao Wangshu nodded, "Okay, let her cook some home-cooked dishes at noon tomorrow."

The young lady got the idea and happily left.

The next day, Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu went to Wenxin Temple, where they had to copy the Seven Days of Peace Sutra.

She didn't meet Fan Jinyao that day, but Hong Chang learned from Miao Ren that Fan Jinyao was still here. She knelt down devoutly in front of the Bodhisattva and prayed to the Bodhisattva to give her a child.

When Zhao Wangshu heard this, he sneered again and again, "Those who take human lives are not worthy of children."

Song Yuanqu asked in horror: "Who did she kill?"

"Sister-in-law, you are pregnant, don't listen to bad words, don't ask too many questions, just copy the scriptures." Zhao Wangshu put the brush into her hand.

At the beginning of noon, they went home, and Zhao Wangshu saw the mother and daughter brought back by Lady Xi.

The woman was in her thirties and had a delicate appearance. Although her blue coarse cloth clothes were patched, they were clean and starched. "My husband's surname is Fang, and my maiden name is Wang. This is my little girl Fang Niu'er."

Zhao Wangshu smiled and waved to Fang Niuer, "Niuer, come here and let me have a look."

Fang Niuer looked at her mother shyly, and when her mother nodded, she walked carefully to Zhao Wangshu and bowed obediently, "Niuer has seen the girl."

"Niu'er, is the food cooked by your mother delicious?" Zhao Wangshu asked softly.

"It's delicious. Niuer likes to eat the food cooked by grandma the most." Fang Niuer's big eyes gleamed.

"Miss Xi, please take Mrs. Wang to the kitchen to cook." Zhao Wangshu ordered.

"Yes, miss." The young lady led the queen down.

Zhao Wangshu asked Fang Niuer about the situation of the Fang family, "How many people are there in Niuer's family?"

Fang Niuer counted on her fingers, "I have grandma, second uncle, aunt, third aunt, grandma, and Niuer, six people."

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "Young girl can still count, she's so good."

"Niuer is smart." Fang Niuer said with her little face raised.

Zhao Wangshu touched her head and asked, "Where is Niu'er's father?"

"My grandma said that my father has gone to join the army.

By the time Zhao Cui came over with the snow ball in her arms, Fang Niuer was already very close to Zhao Wangshu.

After Zhao Wangshu tasted Mrs. Wang's cooking skills, he asked her, "You are good at cooking. Are you signing a living contract or a death contract?"

Madam Wang looked at Fang Niu'er having fun with Xuetuan, knelt down and kowtowed: "The girl is a kind-hearted person. If the slave family is alone, they will sign a death contract, but Niu'er is still young, and the slave family does not want her to become a lowly person." I also ask the girl to allow me to sign the living contract."

Zhao Wangshu didn't care that she signed a living contract, "Then sign the living contract for ten years. When the girl is born, you will be restored to good status."

"Thank you, miss. You are truly a living Bodhisattva." Mrs. Wang said happily.

Luzhi had already written the deed and asked Madam Wang to take her fingerprints. There were two copies of the contract, one for Madam Wang and one for Zhao Wangshu, who then had someone take it to the government to prepare the paperwork.

The beauty shop has not yet opened, and Mrs. Wang temporarily stayed at the Zhao family to serve as a cook. Zhao Wangshu gave her some medicinal recipes, "Although it is a medicinal diet, the smell of medicine is too strong and the customers don't like to eat it. Try adjusting a recipe." , cook delicious and nourishing medicinal meals without any medicinal taste. "

"Girl, I will try my best to cook every dish and live up to girl's expectations." Madam Wang said respectfully.

Zhao Wangshu ordered Lan Fen again, "For the time being, you will help Madam Wang buy the necessary medicinal materials and ingredients."

"Yes, girl." Lan Fen responded.

The cook's affairs were arranged, and Zhao Wangshu went to arrange for the girls to study with the makeup girls in the afternoon.

Although it requires hiring several makeup girls, the girls can learn how to greet customers better, and the makeup girls are not willing to sign long-term contracts, so training the girls can also ensure that the level of makeup in the store remains consistent.