Chapter 192

As soon as I heard that Mu Yunsheng was a cook specially invited by Zheng Yu to old Taijun, my face suddenly became a little ugly. Looking at her stirring porridge in a casserole beside the stove, I sarcastically said: "I can be a chef even if I don't have enough hair. It seems that the world is becoming more and more impetuous."

This did not name who it was, so mu Yunsheng was not worried at all, and calmly continued to make her porridge.

This attitude of ignoring made the man's face more and more ugly. He continued to satirize: "old Tai Jun has anorexia. When you make these things, you don't have all the color and fragrance. How can she eat them? Lao Taijun doesn't even care about my food. How can he eat what you make? "

This person looks at Mu Yunsheng directly, and the disgust and irony in his eyes are very obvious, which makes people want to pretend not to see.

Mu Yunsheng smiles a little. She didn't want to cause more trouble in this unfamiliar government. After all, it's someone else's territory. Everyone's face is not good-looking because of any trouble. So just now she pretended not to hear it. She didn't think that her forbearance has become the capital of the other Party's face.

"It's not sure whether laotaijun will eat my food or not, but you, knowing that laotaijun has anorexia, can easily conclude that no matter what you do, laotaijun will not eat. If you cook with this mentality, how can the old lady eat what you make?"

Mu Yunsheng spoke softly and mildly. He could not hear any irony at all.

But the man blushed. He was born to be strong. He could not tolerate the refutation of others: "I just told the truth. What's wrong? When I cook, I've brought my skills into full play. Every dish I come to is delicious and delicious. It's a rare delicacy. Lao Taijun can't eat it. It's because she has anorexia, not because of my skills! "

When he spoke, his hand with the spatula was blue, and every word seemed to squeeze out from his teeth.

In the kitchen, the ventilation is excellent. Why is it so messy? It's just that when this man talks, the sunlight outside the window slants in. From Mu Yunsheng's point of view, you can see the spitting stars from his mouth.

When people talk, there will always be one or two spittle stars splashing out, just because it is too small to be noticed.

This man is a cook. He knows that he can't make a lot of noise when cooking, so as to avoid the influence of saliva on his health. But now, because of the fight of spirit, he completely ignores the dishes he is about to finish. This is really a bad move.

Mu Yunsheng turned his head and no longer looked at him. He looked down at the porridge under his hand. After putting all the materials in, he covered the casserole to adjust the heat. After confirming that his spittle would not fall into the casserole, he seriously replied to the man: "I never said it was your craft. It was just that old Tai Jun always suffered from anorexia. Naturally, she should be considered when she was given something to eat I ask you if you have considered the special situation of the elderly

The man immediately shut up, his face turned red, his eyes were round, and he wanted to retort, but he couldn't say a word.

Mu Yunsheng didn't want to argue with others. He just said coldly, "you may have a good skill, but old Tai Jun doesn't like it, that is to say, he doesn't like it. To see a doctor, he needs to suit the remedy to the case. To cook, sometimes he also needs to watch people make dishes!"

After that, she stopped talking and focused on her own porridge.

Zhao Mian came to the kitchen under the guidance of his maidservant. As soon as he came in, he saw what Mu Yunsheng was cooking. He opened his eyes and came curiously: "sister Yunsheng, what are you doing?"

Mu Yunsheng filled the porridge, and a faint fragrance came out of the pot, which made people have a good appetite.

Take the cooked porridge to laotaijun's room and walk to laotaijun's room.

Carrying porridge is a pretty maidservant, leading behind the two people walking.

When I had time to walk, Mu Yunsheng explained to her the origin and process of what happened just now.

After hearing this, Zhao Mian's face was full of pride: "I always know that sister Yunsheng, you really have the ability, but I never thought that you even know how to take care of yourself! With you as my sister-in-law, I don't think I will be lonely in the future! "

This is like a clingy goblin. Even the maidservant in front of him could not help laughing.

That slave maidservant smiles freely, hears this words a school of natural reply way: "have you so easy to get along with of small sister-in-law, that this girl hereafter certainly also won't be lonely!"

Three people laugh and see the old prince room, a few people laugh to stop, after cleaning face dare to really go in.

This time, the old prince just took a nap, and the maid served her to gargle. Zheng Yu himself took the porridge that had just been cooked, and said with a smile, "please pity my filial piety, and eat some."

Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Mian were dressed in ordinary clothes. They looked like handmaids in which room. Lao Taijun just looked at them and didn't pay too much attention to them.

Old Tai Jun looked down at the bowl of millet yam fruit porridge, frowned and said: "what porridge is this?"

This bowl of porridge looks good, but I haven't eaten this kind of porridge before, so the old lady asked.Zheng Yu could see that her grandmother didn't dislike this bowl of porridge, so she quickly hit the railway while it was hot: "old ancestor, don't worry about so much, just try one or two while it's hot."

As he said that, he personally began to serve Lao Taijun to eat porridge. His every move was very natural, and he didn't have any strange meaning. It can be seen that he often served Lao Taijun.

A small bowl of porridge, red medlar, crystal yam, and other colorful fruits, looks delicious.

After one or two sips of yam, the fruit is smooth and tender, and the stone is lovingly stirred in his mouth. Instead of half disgusting, Lao Taijun ate the whole bowl of porridge.

This can startle the servant girls who are waiting on the side! Lao Tai Jun, he has become more and more picky these days. It's good to have one or two mouthfuls of porridge, but today he's finished eating this bowl of porridge! It's amazing!

Zheng Yuke didn't dare to let Lao Taijun eat too much. Eating too much would inevitably lead to dishonor. So after a bowl of porridge, he served Lao Taijun to gargle.

After eating, Lao Taijun felt warm in his spleen and stomach. He felt very comfortable, so he asked, "who made this porridge? Although the taste is lighter, it's rare to eat without the feeling of nausea. "

Zheng Yu pointed to Mu Yunsheng, who was standing beside him, and said with a smile, "this girl made it. My grandson is wandering outside. I happen to meet Mu Yunsheng, who has excellent cooking skills. My grandson thinks that the experts are among the people, so he brings people back to have a try. I don't think she even knows one or two points of food conditioning."