Rather be a concubine

Chapter 20
Hearing these words, Bo Yuqiao nodded slightly, her round and round face showed a sense of sternness, she really was Yuxue's cuteness.She tightly held the handle of the knife with her small hand, because Zhao Yueru specially prepared this kitchen knife for Bo Yuqiao, so it was unexpectedly easy.

Bo Yuqiao held the cucumber with one hand, and slowly cut the knife, she is not really a five-year-old, the core inside the shell is already 25 this year, after all, Zhao Yueru is four years older.This body is a bit immature, and it takes a while to get used to it, but Bo Yuqiao is still very steady when he cuts the knife.

Not long after, a bunch of sliced ​​cucumbers appeared in front of the two of them. Although Zhao Yueru didn't feel as thin as a cicada's wings and lotuses, but it was better than a five-year-old with even thickness and the same size. Baby, it's really not easy.Seeing the woman who was burning the fire, she hurriedly smiled and praised.

"Miss Qiao is really clever. Madam, she learned so quickly as soon as you taught her."

Hearing this, Zhao Yueru's face was pale, and she couldn't see any joy or anger, but there was a hint of joy in her almond eyes.She never expected that Miss Qiao would have such a talent in cooking, and she really needed to be trained.

"Sister Qiao, you are doing well, but you still need to practice. After all, practice makes perfect, and that's how it is. When you can be like me, you don't need to practice knife skills anymore."

Hearing Zhao Yueru's words, Bo Yuqiao's face collapsed. Zhao Yueru's knife skills were comparable to modern five-star chefs, which made her catch up so much?But seeing Zhao Yueru's slight smile overflowing her lips, with a hint of gentleness, like a modern mother, Bo Yuqiao's nose was sour, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to let Zhao Yueru find out.

According to Zhao Yueru's order, the mother-in-law brought another fifty cucumbers for Bo Yuqiao to practice, and it was noon after this practice.Although the wound on the back of Bo Yuqiao's head has scabbed over, it still needs to be healed. Seeing Miss Qiao's little hands trembling, Zhao Yueru was also afraid that Bo Yuqiao would not be able to hold the knife steadily and hurt herself, so she hurriedly said.

"Let's stop here today! Let's have lunch first."

Earlier when Bo Yuqiao was practicing knife skills, Zhao Yueru had already prepared the food for the second wife.In addition to the canned fish lip stewed in the previous porcelain urn, there are also grilled shark's fin with Hericium erinaceus mushrooms, smooth duck breast, fried eel shreds, cashew diced venison, and grilled fish maw rolls.

The dishes were about to be ready, and Yanliu Yanxia beside the second lady entered the small kitchen with graceful steps.

Bo Yuqiao had already jumped off the stool at this moment, and a thin layer of sweat had already oozed from her forehead due to the previous action. Cuifu was taking the brocade handkerchief and wiping it carefully for Bo Yuqiao, fearing that she would catch the cold, so she didn't dare to get wet.

Bo Yuqiao looked at the two maids who entered the room at the moment, Yan Liu Yanxia was not young, she was seventeen or eighteen now, and she looked pretty, after all, she was the big maid next to the second lady, representing Feng's face , naturally cannot be arbitrary.

Seeing the smoky scene in the kitchen, Yanliu frowned and said sharply.

"This small kitchen can't be kept clean. If the second lady eats up her stomach, it will be you who will suffer!"

Hearing the sound, Bo Yuqiao narrowed her almond eyes slightly, although the servant girl Yanliu pointed at the old woman and scolded her, but Zhao Yueru was the one who pointed at her openly and secretly.She's just a maid, but she doesn't pay much attention to the concubine who has got a title, from this we can know Zhao Yueru's situation.

(End of this chapter)