Chapter 220

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his brother. Zhao Mian couldn't help feeling guilty and wanted to avoid his brother. Zhao Jin came over with a big step, put his hand on Zhao Mian's shoulder, and asked: "did you have fun going to the government?"

Zhao Mian shrunk his shoulder and gave Mu Yunsheng a pitiful look for help.

Mu Yunsheng waved his hand and said he could do nothing.

"I had a good time. Those cooks and maidservants were very curious about the unique seasoning of sister Yunsheng. They kept asking questions all the time..."

For fear of being questioned, Zhao Miansheng immediately reported what he had seen and heard in the government.

Zhao Jinsong opens her and looks at Mu Yunsheng. It seems that he also wants to ask about the meaning of onion, ginger and garlic.

Mu Yunsheng was so nervous that he quickly dodged his eyes and sped up his pace: "I'll see if I've made a good dish. I haven't eaten anything good all day. I can't stand being hungry any more..."

That hasty step, clearly showing a bit of run away from the embarrassment.

If Zhao Jin thinks about it, he just sees that Mu Yunsheng obviously doesn't want to answer, so he is considerate and doesn't ask any more.

Seeing that the other side didn't ask again, Mu Yunsheng was finally relieved.

After thinking about it carefully, if someone asks again later, she will say that it is difficult to plant onion, ginger and garlic, and only she knows how to plant them. In short, if someone asks, she will give up.

After all, Zhao Jin is very smart. With his mind, it's easy to think of her previous flaws.

After thinking about it, Mu Yunsheng can only secretly ask God not to let his secret out.

In the government of Zhenguo, the old prince looked at his new grandson Xuan, and his eyes became more loving: "since you have come to my house, you should work at your own home, so you don't have to be restrained."

"There isn't such a good cook in my grandson's house, and I can't make the baked eggplant..."

They all laughed. The old lady said, "since you like it, just tell the cook to take charge of your food in the future."

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Mu Yunsheng doesn't know that his own workload will increase a lot in the words of others.

When she came to the national government, she didn't even start to cook laotaijun's breakfast. She saw steward Zhang come in a hurry and said, "Miss mu, please take charge of the three meals a day by the way in the future."

Mu Yunsheng frowned: "at the beginning, I said that I would only be responsible for the three meals a day of Lao Taijun. Now how can I be responsible for the diet of master Biao?"

This increasingly heavy workload is squeezing her spare time.

The promotion competition of the kitchen god competition is about to start. She has little spare time to try new dishes. How can she take charge of another person's three meals a day?

This requirement is to force others to do something difficult, and it is totally against the conditions agreed at the beginning.

"Master Biao has the most appetite. You're good at it. Master Biao naturally likes it. The old lady dotes on master Biao very much. She directly orders you to cook for master Biao This is a good job that no one else can ask for. You should cherish it, Miss mu. "

Mu Yunsheng almost burst out with a mouthful of old blood. What is a good job that no one else can ask for? She's not rare at all, okay?

"It has been said before that I am only responsible for the three meals a day of Lao Tai Jun, and your son also agreed. You are not violating the agreement of that day?"

Mu Yunsheng repressed his anger.

Steward Zhang doesn't know the agreement reached between mu Yunsheng and shiziye. Besides, she is responsible for the diet of the young master, and the monthly income will rise. It's a good thing that benefits all but no harm. Her refusal is obviously hypocritical.

"How dare we servants disobey the orders of the old lady? Please don't embarrass me, Miss mu. Besides, master Biao can't eat much by himself. He only needs to cook five or six dishes for each meal. It doesn't take much time... "

Mu Yunsheng hesitated just now about whether to just agree. As soon as he heard this, he refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I'm not a slave of your government, and I have my own business to do. I refuse this matter. If there's any problem, you can talk to your shiziye. He will know why I refuse, and he will put it on the table It's not the same thing. "

After Mu Yunsheng finished, he began to make laotaijun's breakfast.

Today's porridge is made with Poria cocos and Chinese yam. It can invigorate the spleen and appetizer. It's most suitable for old Taijun, who has a bad spleen and stomach.

Zhang Guanshi had a bitter face and watched her cook porridge.

When the porridge is ready, Mu Yunsheng puts a handkerchief on the lid of the pot, uncovers the lid, carefully pours out the porridge, and puts the porridge on a tray. She raises the tray in front of Zhang Guanshi: "Zhang Guanshi, please send it to the old Taijun, so as not to starve him."

"Miss mu, since you want to refuse, please go and explain it to Lao Taijun in person. I'm afraid I can't make it clear with clumsy tongue."

Zhang steward did not immediately take over the tray, tone and attitude are cold three points, no longer before the friendly hospitality.Mu Yunsheng couldn't refuse, so he had to go with him.

In laotaijun's side hall, Mu Yunsheng served the cooked breakfast. Laotaijun was served by his servant girl. After five minutes, he told her to take the things off the table.

"Steward Zhang, what did you bring her here for?"

Lao Taijun was not happy. Before, she wanted others to be her grandson's concubine. As a result, they had already made an engagement. She had no face. Seeing Mu Yunsheng again, she was somewhat unhappy.

Zhang Guanshi bent over and said, "Lao Taijun, I can't explain clearly. Let Miss Mu explain herself."

Mu Yunsheng stepped forward and bowed to give a salute: "Lao Taijun, but do you want me to be responsible for the three meals a day of the young master?"

As soon as he saw Mu Yunsheng's question, the old lady immediately recognized some deep meaning and said, "that's right. What do you mean now? Do you want to say that you don't want to be responsible for my grandson's three meals a day? "

Mu Yunsheng replied, "I have a lot of things to do myself. I'm afraid I can't do my best Please choose another one. "

She has tried her best to be tactful. She has angered the superior old prince, and she has nothing to eat. Unfortunately, people are used to being superior, and they are suddenly rejected by a common people. The old lady is even more angry!

An ordinary mole ant people just dare to refuse! If you really give me some color, you can open a dyeing room.

"My grandson has taken a fancy to your craft. It's your honor. Don't show your face. It's shameless to show your face!"

Lao Taijun snorted coldly, with a cold tone.

Mu Yunsheng heard some threat from it. He had a bitter smile in his heart. He didn't take the initiative to cause trouble. How could this trouble happen to him one after another?