Weiyu and Su Meng stayed in Mr. Cifo's bamboo house, because the bamboo house was surrounded by illusions and gossip arrays, but it was very safe.

It's just that the only thing that doesn't go well is that not only Mr. Cifo regrets leaving Su Meng, but even Weiyu regrets it a little.

At the beginning, Mr. Cifo left her to cook, because he himself was not proficient in cooking, but Su Meng was indeed able to do it in the sky and in the water, but her method was always only roasted.

On the third day, Mr. Cifo blew up his hair and clamored to send Su Meng out, but in the end he couldn't say anything, so he could only go out in person.

"Your Highness, are you really good?", Su Meng stood behind her with a kitchen knife in one hand and a killed chicken in the other, and watched with a worried look at Wei Yu throwing leaves and bark into the big iron pot, and sprinkling some unknown powder.

With this action and operation, Su Meng's cold sweat and legs and feet were weak, and she could almost think of what kind of thunderous reaction the old man would have for a while, maybe he would throw the two of them out together!

Compared with Su Meng's frightened heart, Weiyu was much calmer and calmer, she looked back at Su Meng, and suddenly smiled, "As long as you don't stand behind me with a knife and a bloody chicken to threaten me, that's probably fine." ”

Su Meng was stunned when he heard this, and then embarrassedly put the kitchen knife back on the wooden board, then held the chicken and threw it on the big stone under the running water, squatted down and began to scrub hard, and there were words in his mouth.

"Your Highness, you put these messy things, can you really eat them? You won't eat the dead, right? And what are those medicinal powders, if you let Mr. Cifo know, most of them won't even eat and turn the pot up, right? You say that this old man is so old, and his temper is too bad, why is it so difficult to serve? I dare to say that I am so good at barbecue skills, I don't know how many people in the Southwest Pass are greedy..."

Listening to her babbling complaints, she laughed in a low voice, wiped her hands and closed the lid of the pot, turned around and walked to Su Meng's side, took out the freshly washed fish and put it on the burlap, and gently rubbed it to absorb the water.

"Okay, do you understand under the fence, the older people are, the more picky the taste, your barbecue skills are really good, but you can't stand every meal every day, if I don't make a move, we will be thrown out by him tomorrow." ”

"But Your Highness, how can you ever cook, so condescending, so wronged by you. Su Meng looked at her and sighed.

"How can I be particular when I go out, not to mention that before I returned to the palace, I had learned the craft from Mrs. Tan, I dare not say how delicious this meal is, but it is still no problem to cook at home. Weiyu smiled, turned around and walked back to the iron pot with the fish in his hand, lifted the lid of the pot and gently put the fish in.

Su Meng's nose moved, he stood up and stepped forward, looked at the boiling thick soup in the pot, and sighed, "It's so fragrant!

Wei Yuyue glanced at her with a smile, "It's just some seasoned herbs and seasonings, so it can remove the earthy smell of the carp, as long as the heat and time are enough, it will be delicious to get out of the pot." ”

Su Meng stared at the boiling soup and fish in the pot and swallowed, muttering, "It doesn't matter if it will die or not, let's talk about it when it's full." He pointed to the cleaned chicken, "What should I do with this chicken?"

Weiyu stepped forward to take a look, took out the chicken and put it on the linen cloth to control the moisture, and then stuffed all the green onions, ginger, garlic and peppercorns that had been prepared long ago into the chicken's belly, smeared honey and pepper and salt on the chicken's body, took the lotus leaf that Su Meng folded back, spread the half-cooked glutinous rice in the center of the lotus leaf, and then put the chicken on top of the glutinous rice.

The whole lotus leaf is tightly wrapped, tied with a cotton rope to prevent it from spreading, a bamboo grate is placed on the large iron pot for fish stew, and the lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken is placed on the grate, and finally the lid is covered.

Su Meng watched her skillful series of movements, and opened her mouth to stammer, "Your Highness's craftsmanship is really exquisite!"

Weiyu wiped her hands and patted her back, "It's up to you next, don't be too hot, stew slowly." ”

Hearing this, Su Meng nodded vigorously, patted his chest and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, leave it to me." ”

Seeing her sitting in front of the stove and fanning the flames seriously, she couldn't help but smile, turned around and walked out of the stove room, stood at the door and looked at the sky, thinking that today was the day of Fengyin's great joy, her eyes couldn't help but darken, and she sat on the stone bench in a daze.

She asked herself, she wasn't very sad in her heart, she was just a little panicked, this friendship had to be let go in the end no matter what, didn't it?

"What are you stunned about?Is the meal ready?", a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he turned his head sideways without saying a word, and even Mr. Cifo, who was dressed in a white robe, sat cross-legged on the stone table with his hands and feet.

Weiyu smiled faintly, "It'll be fine right away." ”

Mr. Cifo smacked his lips and snorted, "I don't expect much from your craft, as long as you can still taste it, even if you do it well." ”

"Sir, rest assured. Weiyu hooked his lips and said.

Mr. Cifo looked at her, glared, and said, "What's the matter, are you unhappy, you have something on your mind?" ”

Weiyu shook her head slightly, "It's nothing." Then he cleverly changed the topic, "But you, old man, Zhaohua has always had a question in his heart, what did Jin Ye Dajun do to provoke Mr., so that the compassionate Mr. came all the way, but he refused to come forward to save him?"

When Mr. Cifo heard this, his face turned dark, and he scolded loudly, "That old man owes me his life! Why should I save him? I just want to watch him suffer and die! See him die in pain! This is what he deserves!"

Seeing that he jumped off the stone table and left angrily after scolding, he couldn't help but blink his eyes inexplicably, what was it that made Mr. Cifo hate the King of Kanano so much?

Thinking about it, she stood up and followed Mr. Cifo into the house, stood outside Mr. Cifo's door and knocked gently, "Sir, it's almost time to eat, what are you doing when you close the door?"

"No more!"

Weiyu pursed his lips and said helplessly, "I'm just asking casually, you don't want to say it, but you can't be so angry that you don't care about your body, right?

Before she could finish speaking, the door opened, and Mr. Cifo looked at her with a pulling face, "For the sake of the chickens and the fish, I won't bother with you." ”

Weiyu followed him out of the bamboo house again, and the moon eyes moved slightly and said, "Didn't Mr. ask me what is on my mind, if I tell Mr., in exchange, can Mr. tell me about your grudge against the Lord of Kanano?"

Mr. Cifo, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped, turned sharply and glared at her, and was about to walk into the house.

Weiyu hurriedly stretched out his arms to stop him, "Hey, hey, I haven't said anything yet, don't get angry at every turn, a curiosity from a woman, what can you do if you satisfy it? I'm the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Dynasty, I wish he was not the king of Jinye, so even if you say..."

"Don't give me useless nonsense, don't think that I don't know the purpose of your coming to Jinye, isn't it just to help Feng Yin seize the throne, in this case, you must want to save the Lord of Jinye! With him, Feng Yin will not be struggling!", Mr. Cifo interrupted her by flicking his sleeves.