The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The people of Kyoto first saw what the Royal impudence was.

Outside the Changxing square where Jiang's residence is located, the idle people watched the intersection. As soon as they saw another internal servant coming from the Imperial City, they counted the number of times.

The waiter who came out from the back was so thin skinned that he didn't dare to look up and see anyone. It was a bit embarrassing.

The gate of the other courtyard of Jiang's residence was open. Jiang qianxia moved a chair to guard the door without tears. Seeing that the Chamberlain of the Imperial Palace came again, he said in a boring way: "tell me, what do your majesty and empress like in my house again?"

The Chamberlain jumped off his horse in shame, half covered his face in embarrassment and looked around. Under the hot gaze of the people, he whispered, "don't blame your daughter. The kitchen utensils returned to the Palace last time won't work. Your majesty also said that your food is fresh. Let our family ask you for a cook to work in the imperial kitchen."

Pointing to the waiter, Jiang qianxia trembled and screamed with inexplicable sadness and anger: "it's not easy for me to cultivate a chef who can let me eat a full meal. Does this allow me, a pregnant woman, to continue cooking in person!"

"Listen, it seems that the emperor and the empress eat almost the same as us. Sure enough, the food in your family is delicious. The smell of the food every day is very greedy!"

"See, you love your daughter. Let her learn how to cook when you go back! What are you afraid of when your hands are rough? Your daughter cooks by herself. This is called skill!"

"But it's the 13th time today. When the waiter went out to carry tables, chairs, benches and pots and pans, I thought your daughter had been copied by the emperor."

"What do you know? According to the official, it's called Royal RongChong! Taking a lot of things shows that the emperor and empress rare your daughter and don't treat her as an outsider!"

"Shouldn't RongChong give something down? It's pathetic to see such a mopping up other people's homes for the first time. Looking at the wronged little appearance, she's almost crying."

Listening to the lively discussion of the people, the waiter was really angry and ashamed. He wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

Boundless listened to her lips and smiled silently. When she saw her daughter, her eyes were straight.

He looked at the angry master leaning on himself with a funny smile and said, "master, your majesty and your mother are willing to use our family's cook. That's the greatest trust. You can give the cook to your majesty and cook for you in the future."

Looking up depressed at the boundless pointed and small chin, Jiang qianxia said angrily, "cooking takes too long and hurts your hand. You are a housekeeper. There are many things on you. Where can you be a cook for me?"

After holding back for a while, Jiang qianxia said angrily to the waiter: "there is only one chef in my family. If you want to change it, find an extra imperial chef! Otherwise, our family will not eat!"

"This, this is not what our family can decide. Your daughter, please raise your hand. Don't embarrass our family?"

The waiter is about to be bullied and cry. He's just a slave. How dare he think of the imperial chef?

"All right, take the cook back, talk to your mother, go to the imperial kitchen and find a royal cook to bring it. Your mother won't blame you."

The light carriage stopped at the gate of Jiangfu. Gao Quan came down from the car with a shelf. With an order, he pointed his finger to Jiang qianxia's forehead.

"Your majesty and your mother want you to cheat here. You are really spoiled!"

Staring at her, Gao Quan walked in and said angrily, "Why are you still pestling outside? It's only a few days since your wedding. Have you decided on the guest list yet!"

When it comes to business, Jiang qianxia can only reluctantly follow Gao Quan into the inner courtyard. Without the excitement, the people gathered at the intersection finally dispersed. It's just that the rumor that the royal family loves to rob expensive women's things can only be spread.

In the elegant study, there was a list on the desk. There were only a few names on it. Gao Quan frowned.

"Who is Uncle Zhang in the first place? Why hasn't our family heard you mention it?"

Jiang qianxia lazily found a chair to sit down and said, "it's the first chef to pick me up. Uncle Zhang of DongLaiShun, how nice!"

Looking up for a long time, Gao Quan remembered that she really worked as a cook in a small restaurant before she became a cook in Xuanjia army?

The days have passed for so long. Today, if I were someone else, I'm afraid I'd like everyone to forget their embarrassing days.

She is the only one. Her current status is very different from that of the cook in the frontier restaurant. On her most beautiful wedding day, the first thing I think of is the little man who provides charcoal in the snow.

Shaking his head and laughing, Gao Quan continued to look down with warmth in his heart. Niu Qiang and ER Gou knew that they were not born high by looking at their names.

Only song Fuwen, who was once famous in Kyoto, refused to enter Taiji hospital and turned to be a cheap military doctor in the barracks.

In addition to these bottom-level little people, the family of Qian and several other managers of wanbaoge, there is no?

Is this a list of guests you should invite when your daughter gets married?

After struggling for a long time, Gao Quan suddenly found that there was a list below. He was happy to take it up and see that there was only one poor name - Liu Gong.

"Well, originally I wanted to write uncle Lin and them, but boundless said it would be better for Guli to deliver the invitation, so I didn't write it!"

"Listen to what you mean, you're proud to be lazy?"

Gao Quan was so excited by her happy little voice that he shook the list and said, "you don't have to write the invitation to the door. What about the princesses and princesses in Beijing? What about the other high-ranking ladies? You don't care about it?"

The first general who is growing up will marry his wife. Even if the enemy is fighting in the court, he will come to the door to congratulate him!

But if you don't even send invitations to others, they can come to the door to congratulate themselves with a shy face? This is to force people into enemies of life and death!

Gao Quan held his ears and talked about a lot of great principles of communication between noble and noble. Jiang qianxia was dizzy and caught boundless in front of him as a shield.

"Of course you know what you said, but it's clearly my big marriage with Guli. Why invite some annoying people to turn off their appetite? Can't you pretend you don't understand the rules? Anyway, I was born a refugee, and it's normal to have no rules!"

Only then did he know what her idea was. Gao Quan sighed painfully for several times before slowing down his voice and said, "girl, no, your marriage is not only about you and general Guli. If you really only invite Lord Liu Gong as a civil servant, there will be more conflict between civil and military affairs."

"You will be the housewife of the ancient mansion. In the future, you will be the big woman in charge of the door. Our family knows that you have been wronged, but there is no way, so it must be!"