Yun Wu has been sick and weak since he was a child, and he has been recuperating under the prescriptions prescribed by Chu Yunyao for several years. He also practiced martial arts to strengthen his body. People have an impression that they are not easy to bully.
But he is keen on reading and studying. He is introverted and scheming. He is good at hiding his clumsiness. After mixing with the crowd and restraining his sharpness, his existence is basically not noticed. Even his every move is in line with the slavishness that a domestic servant should have.
He half arched his waist, lowered his head, and replied respectfully: "I heard from Yuchu that this golden cicada's shelling is actually the twenty-first strategy of Sun Tzu's Art of War. The child flew away, leaving only a cicada swaying on the branch.
According to the plan of "golden cicada shelling", first wash the golden cicada, fry it in an oil pan to mature, taste, hang a layer of paste, and then deep-fry, the outer layer of paste forms an empty shell. When eating, one end is gnawed off, and the cicada falls out of the shell, hence the name.
Cicadas are rich in nutrients, and cicada sloughs can also treat stomach problems. They are delicious and delicious products. Although they look a little scary, they are beneficial to eat and have no harm. taste it. "
Chu Yunyao nodded, and gave Yun Jiu a knowing look.
Yun Jiu picked up a silkworm chrysalis and put it on Yun Che's plate, "Master, you know that it has such a nice name after being deep-fried as food, it's a well-deserved death, let's try one."
Yun Jiu fumbled in her purse, took out a few copper coins and handed them to Yun Wu, "This is the reward from my young master, take it."
Yun Wu took the money and thanked him and followed the eunuch and left.
After closing the door, the delicate and innocent smile on Yun Jiu's face disappeared immediately, and became serious.
She picked up the white paper that Yun Wu had thrown on the ground before leaving and handed it to Chu Yunyao, lowering her voice: "Miss, it's fine, why did Yun Wu serve us this dish?
Even if the Feng family is down to this point, this dish can't be on the table, right? "
Chu Yunyao lit the lamp, roasted the white paper on the fire, and the potion prepared with special medicinal materials immediately showed the handwriting.
Chu Yunyao read it at a glance, then burned the white paper and blew out the lamp.
"As soon as we came back, Ling Yuan took Mr. Duan to Tian'en Temple in person..." Chu Yunyao lost his appetite when he saw the table full of food.
Standing beside Chu Yunyao, Yun Jiu also read the content on the paper, and asked puzzledly: "Miss, why are you so worried, didn't the third sister say that the master didn't see through the identity of Eleven?
I just thought that the hairpin on Eleven’s head was not good-looking, so I just took it away, and told her to continue to clean up, and don’t think about the little lady in the mansion, which means that the master also thought that the person who stayed in Tian’en Temple was Miss you. ah? "
Chu Yunyao pondered for a moment, recalling the scene when she met Mo Lingyuan in her mind.
His angry face, his concerned words, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Could it be that he really saw through Yun Che's identity, but she was very confident in her skin painting skills, and it was only a short time since they met each other, Mo Lingyuan would not have recognized her so quickly.
Seeing Chu Yunyao's puzzled appearance, Yun Jiu persuaded: "Miss, don't think too much, according to my temper, once I recognize you, I will definitely expose your identity on the spot and fly into a rage of.
You won't be so calm that you know that you are the young lady, and still keep the truth in your heart.
I took Mr. Duan to Tianen Temple and left in a hurry. I guess I missed you so much, so I took a look and found an excuse to take your hairpin by my side as a thought. .
During the time when you fell into the cliff, Grandpa watched the things you used to survive. "