"The kitchen is ready? what is it? Ah? I asked you, is that what Zhao Zicong ate? If so, I will eat it too! " Zhao Zijie was so angry that he pointed to the food in front of him. His angry hands were shaking.
A bowl of cabbage, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a cup of egg soup that I don't know how long, plus a bowl of white rice!
This is what the second childe of Zhao family eats?
Zhao Zijie was angry. Since he was born, when did he eat such a thing? He directly overturned the food he served. All the food was poured on the slave's head, and the water ran down his cheek.
The slave didn't even dare to move, so he let the food and soup flow down his cheek and into his eyes. His eyes hurt so much that he didn't dare to reach out and wipe it. He kowtowed and replied, "the servant of the eldest master also goes to the kitchen to get the food."
When Zhao yun'er went in, he just saw such a picture. Zhao Zijie's face was red and his neck was thick. The slave lowered his head and trembled with fear.
Seeing Zhao yun'er go in, he dismissed his servant.
"Big brother, don't be angry. When you're ready, you'll teach those dog slaves who look down on others with low eyes!" Zhao yun'er quickly goes to pat Zhao Zijie's back to make him smooth.
"I'm a dog slave. I'm also a young master of Zhao family. But look what you eat every day! No meat, no eggs. Is that what I want to be a monk? "
Zhao Zijie is full of strange complaints.
Zhao Yuner is also full of grievances: "brother, my sister is not eating this! It's all vegetarian. It's not half as good as half of what we used to eat! Sobbing, brother, I really miss my mother. If I were a mother, she would not let us be wronged! "
"We didn't succeed again this time. I don't know what will happen if my mother knows it!" Zhao Zijie thumped out of bed and said angrily, "Gu Xiaowan is so hateful. If she hadn't shot something at me and bounced me out, otherwise, I would have been a little bit closer, just a little bit worse!"
Zhao Zijie's face was full of regret, and he was almost regretful.
"Brother, do you know what I just heard?" After hearing Zhao Zijie talk about Gu Xiaowan, Zhao yun'er thought of the purpose of his coming, and said, "my father is asking the matchmaker to help us talk about marriage, but no matchmaker dares to take dad's post!"
"What?" Zhao Zijie quickly raised his body and looked at Zhao yun'er in disbelief: "do you say that no one will match us?"
"Well! I have also heard that there is a head matchmaker, Li matchmaker, who dealt with Gu Xiaowan a few years ago. I heard that if she didn't answer, all matchmakers did not dare to take it. Brother, if the matchmaker really didn't take dad's post, what should I do? " Zhao yun'er's anxious tears all flowed out.
He was busy wiping with a handkerchief. The skin pricked by a Zuo's sharp blade was almost scabby now. Because the wound was not very deep, the doctor also said that he would not leave scar. Zhao Yuner was relieved.
"Don't worry, Yuner. If the matchmaker doesn't answer, we'll find it ourselves! My sister looks so good-looking, she will find a husband Zhao Zijie went to comfort Zhao yun'er with a determined face.
With these words, Zhao yun'er, who was ashamed, went to beat Zhao Zijie with his small fist and said angrily, "brother, what are you talking about? When did my sister say she was going to marry? "
That face of coyness seems to be worried just now that no one matchmaker for himself is not the same as himself!
Zhao Zijie saw that his sister's Pink fist was beating on his body, but it didn't hurt. He quickly took her hand and said with a smile, "if you don't marry, do you still want to be an old girl? My brother can't bear it
Zhao yun'er's face turned red again. He got up and rubbed his feet. He stamped his feet and said with shame, "brother, you really hate me. I won't tell you."
After that, Zhao Zijie took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and showed a satisfied smile.
What a beautiful daughter Xiang!
While Mrs. Zhao was eating at the table, there was a servant kneeling under her. She was extremely untidy. There was still a lot of food hanging on her head. Her clothes were stained by vegetable soup.
"You said he poured all the food?"
"Well, ma'am, you see, I'm a slave." As expected, he was the servant who delivered food in Zhao Zijie's house just now.
At the moment, he knelt down in front of Mrs. Zhao and repeated Zhao Zijie's speech again. Then he got up and left.
There is a servant girl beside her. She uses jade to clip a piece of exquisite lotus cake and puts it in Mrs. Zhao's bowl.
On the table, there are a wide range of dishes, including pigeon soup, mandarin fish squirrel, cherry meat, Babao duck, lotus leaf tofu soup, water shield, hibiscus cake, and so on. There are all kinds of meat and vegetable dishes, which are much richer than Zhao Zijie's food just now.
Mrs. Zhao ate the lotus cake in the bowl, and then opened her mouth again: "did you eat rice, sir?"
"Yes." Green bamboo, who had just given her vegetables, replied.
"What did you eat?""Like Madame. The kitchen has always been a lady and a childe. It's just that childe likes spicy food. The food there is more delicious
"Well! Let the kitchen not be so spicy these days. Childe's throat is a little sore these days. Eat less! What's more, let the kitchen boil a bowl of bird's nest in the morning and before going to bed in the kitchen, so that he can be defeated
Then, carrying the green bamboo to Sheng a bowl of pigeon soup, carefully drink, mouth revealed a touch of pride.
Hong Shi, don't you argue with me?
You can't argue with me, your child, and my child.
"I heard that Hong's son also likes spicy food?" Mrs. Zhao thought of something and suddenly asked.
The green bamboo thought about it, nodded and said, "when I first came, I heard that I had ordered the kitchen. His food should be spicy. However, recently, he has been taking care of himself. The doctor has told him not to eat spicy food. He said that it is not easy to get rid of the inflammation of the wound. Therefore, the food prepared in the kitchen these days is very light! "
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, carefully wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, revealing a smile: "didn't he say that no meat, no eggs, not enough flavor? From this evening on, let the kitchen prepare a meat meal for him, put more spicy, the hotter the better
The corner of the mouth picks up a fierce smile, the bottom of the eye is cold ice.
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!