Chapter 1013

Wenzilin took a deep breath and took the washed food. Although she didn't know it was ready in the morning, she put it here and used it well.

Just what to do?

Wen Zilin was really puzzled by this. She knew nothing about Jiang Qinglian's taste. She usually prepared the food by Wang Ma, and she didn't pay much attention to Jiang Qinglian's taste.

Wenzilin bit her lower lip. She thought for a long time, and finally decided to follow her own taste. After the decision was made, wenzilin began to work.

Although she hasn't been cooking for many years, the craft is still there. After a while, three dishes and one soup are ready. She finds a tray and puts all the prepared food in. She is preparing to take out the food. These are two servants who come in.

Wenzilin has come many times. These people all know her. They owe a little to wenzilin. One of the girls said softly, "Miss Wen, let's come and help you."

Wenzilin was very unhappy. She gave the two servants a look. She finished and wanted to help. What did she do in the early morning. "Then you take all these out." Wen Zilin hands akimbo, Yan ran a pair of young lady under the command of the way people work.

The two servants took a look at the food prepared by wenzilin, and they were not happy. The woman had already loaded the tray and took it out by herself? Let them take it. I'm used to being a lady.

Although they are not willing to, but they are also servants, it is not good to directly refute wenzilin. They owe a little bit and start to carry out the food prepared by wenzilin.

Wen Zilin glanced at it and walked towards the main house first. She thought to herself that if there was a servant to take it out, she would have nothing to do with the rest.

When wenzilin went out, the two servants looked around and put salt into the rest of the dishes and soup. They looked at each other with a smile and took the food out directly.

After all the dishes prepared by wenzilin were put on the table, Jiang Qinglian slowly walked to the dining room. She sat on the table, looked at the food prepared by wenzilin, and frowned slightly, "is this what you prepared?"

"Yes." Wenzilin nodded. She was very confident in her craft. She believed that with a meal, she would let Jiang Qinglian stand on her side. "I used the ingredients in the kitchen and prepared a few home-made dishes at will. The food is simpler. When I have a chance in the future, I will make a delicious meal for my grandmother. How about my craft first?" Wen Zilin said and did it. She took a look at Wang Ma standing beside Jiang Qinglian. Then she turned her eyes to Jiang Qinglian. She looked forward to Jiang Qinglian. She waited for Jiang Qinglian to be shocked by her craftsmanship.

"Well." Jiang Qinglian nodded. She had never seen the food made by Bai Ruoxue. Naturally, there was no comparison between them. However, the sales of these foods made by wenzilin are quite impressive.

Jiang Qinglian picked a dish at will with chopsticks and put it in the bowl gently. Then she threw it into her mouth. She tasted it carefully. She was surprised at the moment. She didn't expect wenzilin's craft to be so good. A woman who can make a good dish will become a good wife in the future.

Wenzilin's plot is also a success, she in Jiang Qinglian's heart, the degree of favor has risen to a level.

Jiang Qinglian nodded with satisfaction. She took a spoon and put it into the soup bowl. Then she took the bowl and tasted it carefully. Just as the soup was put into her mouth, Jiang Qinglian immediately sprayed it out.

Wenzilin was also frightened. She quickly took a paper towel and handed it to Jiang Qinglian. "Grandma, are you ok? Are you all right? " She was concerned and didn't know whether it was true or not.

Jiang Qinglian grabs the paper towel handed over by wenzilin and stares at wenzilin angrily, "is this the price of salt rising? Or do you want to kill me by salting, don't you know that old people can't eat so much salt? "

"Ah?" Wenzilin was said by Jiang Qinglian. She put a lot of salt on her face. How could it be salty? She quickly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoon into the soup bowl in front of her. She lifted it up and pecked it gently, and her eyebrows wrinkled quickly. No, she had tasted it before, but it was not so salty.

No, definitely not. Wenzilin quickly turned her eyes to the two maids who came to the kitchen to help.

The maid quickly turned her eyes away and did not dare to look at Wen Zilin. They both looked guilty.

"That's all. This soup can't be drunk, and other dishes will not be salty, will they?" Jiang Qinglian said, then took the chopsticks to the last dish, she just gently put a throw in the mouth, immediately vomited out, "wenzilin, also said you didn't mean to." Wenzilin in Jiang Qinglian's heart, instantly fell to zero, she plate a face, angry staring at wenzilin.

Wen Zilin already knew what was going on. The dish would be salty, which was expected. She turned her head and glared at the two maids, and rushed directly in anger.Wenzilin took the two maids and went directly to Jiang Qinglian. She threw them away.

One of the two maids did not stand firm and fell directly in front of Jiang Qinglian.

"I don't have a grudge against you. Why do you frame me like this?"

Jiang Qinglian takes a look at the two servants. Without speaking, she just looks at what wenzilin wants to say.

"Miss Wen, it's wrong for you to say this. As you said, we have no injustice or hatred with you. Why do we harm you?" The two maids had already agreed. Even if they were caught, they would never know. They would certainly get through.

"Well, no one has touched the food except you. Dare you say you didn't make it?" Wenzilin began to look around the room. If she knew a camera in this room, she might also find a camera in the kitchen.

"Miss Wen, it's funny that you said that. We just served the food on the table according to your orders. Did you not put too much salt on yourself, so you took us as the dead ghost?"

"You're talking nonsense. You're doing a good job." Wenzilin has a bit of the feeling of being unable to argue. Unfortunately, she has no evidence to prove her innocence. Now she can only see whether Jiang Qinglian believes her or not. "I watched you take out the first two dishes, and you didn't do anything about it. As soon as I left, you started to fiddle with the next two dishes. If I put too much salt in my cooking, how could it be that only the last two dishes would put more salt, while the front one was just right?"