Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 1715 Liu Wei bursting with self-confidence
Chapter 1716 Liu Wei bursting with self-confidence
In the 37th year of Qianling, the first day of the first month.

When Anzhou's letter was sent to Qingzhou, Liu Wei was washing rice in the kitchen of the courtyard, and Wei Yu was watching her beside him. He was terrified and tried to persuade Liu Wei to stop busy several times, but Liu Wei didn't listen and made him anxious. no.

When Lei Erlang came to the door with the letter in person, he saw Liu Sizuo guessing the water level and just put the rice in the pot. Thinking that today is the Chinese New Year, Lei Erlang asked, "Is the third prince coming back for dinner tonight?"

Liu Wei laughed, wiped his hands and said, "I said I might not come back, but Chinese New Year always has a taste of the New Year. If he doesn't come back, we have to eat."

Wei Chou's face turned dark when he heard this.

Lei Erlang didn't pay attention, he handed the letter he brought to Liu Wei, and said: "He's from Anzhou, tell the third prince."

"Rong Leng?" Liu Wei was a little surprised, looked down, saw the official seal on the envelope, and was stunned: "From the Anzhou government?"

"That's right." Lei Erlang said: "I guess I heard the rumors, knowing that Huer Tuo was reluctant to retreat, and now Qingzhou is in charge of the third prince, so I sent a letter. I don't know what happened. My lord, I brought it to you."

Liu Wei was afraid that it was something important, so she didn't shy away from it, so she opened the letter directly.

Lei Erlang happened to be next to him. He took a look and found that they were all incomprehensible medicines. He was a little puzzled: "Wrong delivery? Isn't this a prescription?"

Liu Wei, however, browsed back and forth, and suddenly laughed: "It's a letter from my family, from my son." As she spoke, she read the letter again, then folded it, carefully put it in her arms, and warmly greeted the letter. Lei Erlang said: "Since we met, let's have dinner here tonight. Your family is not in Qingzhou, so it's deserted to be alone during the Chinese New Year."

Lei Erlang laughed, never thought there would be such a good thing, Liu Sizuo still had time to keep someone for dinner?Busy want to agree.

As a result, Wei Chou next to him pulled him and stared at him hard.

Lei Erlang pushed Wei Chou and said, "I don't eat too much, what are you reluctant to do?"

Hearing what he said, Liu Wei was overjoyed, waved to Wei Chou and said, "Don't be so stingy, he's a guest, I've made a lot, and it's enough to eat."

Wei Chou looked gloomy, looked at Liu Wei who was bursting with confidence, and looked at Lei Erlang who didn't know the sufferings of the world, after a long while, he said coldly: "Hmph!"

Lei Erlang didn't understand Wei Chou's attitude, he happily went to the outer hall, waiting for the meal, but after a while, he could smell the smell of burnt food coming from the kitchen.

He frowned, and couldn't help asking Zhong Ziyu, who was reading a book, "Is something burning?"

Without raising his eyelids, Zhong Ziyu said coolly, "What?"

Leier Lang pointed to the outside of the hall: "Something seems to be blurred?"

Zhong Ziyu raised his head, took a look outside the hall, and then shook his head: "No, I didn't smell it."

Leier Lang shrugged his nose, and found that the smell was almost on his face, he frowned and said, "Don't tell me something happened, I'll go and have a look."

Zhong Ziyu hurriedly called him to stop, and said vigilantly: "You promised to stay for dinner, don't try to run away."

Leier Lang was puzzled: "What?"

Another hour later, when the food was served, Leier Lang understood.

The sky outside was already approaching the west slant, and in the cold winter, the atmosphere in the hall was quite lively.

Leier Lang stared at the table full of "delicacy" stiffly, almost unable to hold the chopsticks in his hand.

At this moment, Wei Chou leaned over casually, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, shook out a pill, and stuffed it into Leierlang compassionately, saying, "Take care."

Leier Lang was holding the pill, his hands were shaking.

Liu Sizuo is very talented, very intelligent, and very intelligent, but her cooking is really terrible.

Lei Erlang ate the New Year's Eve dinner that was so memorable to her with a face struck by lightning, and then he staggered away while leaning on the wall.

The table was full of fourteen dishes, and Wei Chou ate the plate of shredded radish the whole time. There was nothing in the shredded radish except oil. It is so delicious that it makes people cry.

Leierlang was slow and didn't grab the shredded radish. The hospitable Liu Sizuo picked up several big dishes, and he ate them all. He doubted his life.

The young man named Zhong Ziyu was even more funny. He didn't eat anything. He was a healthy person an hour ago. He was reading and chatting. He looked decent, but when he was eating, he suddenly became ill. Said that the throat was inflamed, unable to speak, unable to eat, and could only drink water.

Wei Cho fell in love with being a vegetarian, Mr. Zhong had a bad throat, and Liu Sizuo vented his passion on himself who delivered him to the door.

Lei Erlang has never felt that Liu Sizuo is so kind, she can be said to be considerate of him, if there is a dish missing on the plate, she has to make it up for you immediately, to ensure that the "delicacy" in your bowl must be sharp Well, if she doesn't stand out, it means she doesn't have the way of hospitality.

Now Leierlang understands why the third prince, the young master named Yue, and the Haidong army named Wu Hong don't go home to eat during the Chinese New Year.

Lei Erlang couldn't understand how Liu Sizuo's craftsmanship could be so poor. When he left the courtyard, he asked Wei Chou who personally sent him out.

Wei Chou said with a sullen face: "She was not like this before. She can cook things well, and she can also fry some unsophisticated side dishes, but she can eat them anyway, but a few days ago..."

"What happened the other day?"

Wei Chou was disappointed: "A few days ago, she went to Yinjiang Tower to order a small banquet. She said she wanted to buy a table banquet. On the night of the New Year's Eve, she asked Xiaoer to send it to the courtyard, so that everyone can have a good New Year together."

Lei Erlang nodded: "This is very good, the small banquet at Yinjiang Tower is delicious."

Wei Chou shook his head: "Yinjianglou is full of orders, so we won't accept new orders. We said, let's order another one, but Liu Wei was not happy. She said that she could still take orders when she asked the day before. She made an appointment to pay the deposit on the next day, but she said it was full the next day, she felt that there was something tricky about it.”

Leierlang was speechless: "What's so tricky about this?"

"It's really tricky." Wei Wei said in a vicissitudes: "The shopkeeper of Yinjianglou jumped the queue for his cousin and nephew, and asked for the last table."

Leierlang supported his forehead: "So?"

"Liu Wei got angry and said that she wanted to make it herself, just make the menu in Yinjianglou, which is exactly the same."

Lei Erlang grabbed Wei Chou's shoulders and was about to go crazy: "The chef of Yinjianglou is from the north, and the southern cuisine is completely different from the northern cuisine, why don't you persuade her!"

Wei Wei was also very angry: "How do we know she is a cripple! It's so unpalatable to be able to do it!"

Leier Lang covered his face, deeply grieved.

Wei Chou gave him the final blow to make matters worse: "The most terrifying thing is that after eating last night, Rong Leng still said it was delicious."

Leier Lang was shocked: "Is the Third Prince serious?"

Wei Chou smiled coldly: "It's true, won't he come back tonight?"

Leier Lang understood, he nodded in pain, and limped out.

At this moment, Liu Wei came out to pour water. Seeing that Lei Erlang in the courtyard hadn't left yet, Liu Wei was very enthusiastic and shouted: "Lieutenant Lei Er, Happy New Year."

Lei Erlang turned his head stiffly, and glanced at the men and women in men's clothes who were smiling brightly at the door. When he turned around again, he raised his head, and tears flowed back into his stomach.

He muttered sadly: "Then... hurry up and be happy."

(End of this chapter)