After Master Meng led Lu Tang away, Wang Li and Meng Yue looked at each other for a long time in the flower hall, until the nurse came to say that Ah Yu had fallen asleep, and the two got up to see Ah Yu. Ah Yu is a little cutie and sweet when she doesn't cry, and when she falls asleep at this time, it makes people's hearts melt. Wang Li looked at his heart and said: My son is so good-looking, my son is so handsome, my son will definitely be able to make the little girls throw fruit in the future.

When Wang Li went to the temple to offer incense on the first day, he wanted to say to the gods and Buddhas in the sky - I have nothing to ask for for the rest of my life, but I hope that not only my son, but also my daughter will be like every year.

"Let Ah Yu sleep well, let's go. ”

The two came out of Ah Yu's house, Meng Yue was going to the studio, she was getting less and less used to taking a nap recently, Wang Li was Meng Yue didn't take a nap, and he didn't take a nap. This afternoon, Wang Li is where Meng Yue is going, and it just so happens that he also wants to see the progress of Meng Yue's food picture books. Entering the studio, Wang Li saw a table full of photos of Xiao Yu, Meng Yue made a darkroom by himself, and now Meng Yue can come by himself from shooting to development and exposure - this is all to record every moment of Ah Yu's growth.

Wang Li had already taken a few photos of Ah Yu from Meng Yue and put them around, but he didn't expect Meng Yue to develop so much: "Every year, you have been busy here in the studio recently?"

"Yes, I learned it with a lot of difficulty, of course I have to shoot more and develop more, what's wrong?" Meng Yue was puzzled, couldn't she shoot well, no, since ancient times, black and white photos have been beautiful, not to mention that Ah Yu himself is a cute and cute ball, how to shoot how to look good.

"Do you remember your food picture books?"

Mengyo: ......

It's not that I don't remember, it's just that all of my energy has been on tinkering with photos recently, and the progress of food picture books is about zero. She had been building the outline for a long time, and now she had all the structure, which was ...... The formal content has only begun to draw the line drawings of the first book.,I didn't draw a few pictures in total.。

As soon as Wang Li saw Xiao Tiantian's appearance, she knew that she hadn't been thinking about picture books at all recently, and was completely obsessed with taking photos of Ah Yan: "If you want to catch up with next year's unboxing scene, it won't be long." ”

But no, autumn is about to pass in the blink of an eye, and seeing that winter is coming, she has no shadow here: "I don't play with the camera, I can't draw picture books well, senior brother has to believe in my speed." ”

Wang Li believed in Meng Yue's speed, but he didn't believe Meng Yue's concentration a little: "Do you need my help?"

"Help me find a good cook, you have to know a little bit about all major cuisines, and you can't be an ordinary second-class cook. Meng Yue felt that the chef at home was not good at craftsmanship, but lacked an artistic expression of food, to put it bluntly - the kind of food she was looking for, the story of the food, the cook couldn't give her, because they didn't have a story themselves. Therefore, Meng Yoo is now very poor as a master chef who has a story and the food he makes also contains a story.

Wang Li looked at Meng Yue and couldn't help but shake his head: "At this time, I don't know who to look for every year!"

Meng Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes, who else could she find, and she couldn't ask the big guys to send the cooks who had to be used at home to the door: "Then senior brother said who I should find, I really don't know." ”

"Official. ”

Meng Yue has eaten many palace meals, which are really good, the home-cooked side dishes are very home-cooked, and the big dishes are gorgeous and authentic. And drinking and feasting in the palace is not what she imagined...... How to say it, the taste is peaceful, but there are also dishes that taste very exciting, and they are all sent from the nearest kitchen, which is the palace people below, and they are also their own kitchens.

And, when Meng Yue said that it was delicious, Emperor Xuanqing also introduced Meng Yue to the imperial kitchen in the palace, which is said to be the successor of which cuisine, Meng Yue patronized and ate at that time, but did not listen carefully: "Yes, how did I forget the official family." ”

Wang Li is not talking about the imperial kitchen in the palace, Queen Xiao has a third brother, who doesn't love anything, only a good cook, and if she has no talent to play, she may put out the fire, but she is not only talented, but also extremely talented. Up to now, that uncle has learned many cuisines, and as long as he knows it, he can do it better than most people, and he has a good background, so don't think about eating the dishes he cooks, even Emperor Xuanqing can't do it. It's not that Uncle Xiao Guo serves the shelf, but that people's work is all on figuring out how to cook, how can they have the leisure to deal with all kinds of idlers who ask for a meal.

Meng Yue: "He's so busy, can he have time to take care of me?"

"If he is invited every year with inexhaustible rare ingredients from all over the world, as well as secret family recipes from all over the world, he will have time. ”

"Senior brother, are you very familiar with that uncle?"

Wang Li smiled mysteriously: "My family's recipe is still in his hands." ”

No matter what the mystery of the mystery smile was, Meng Yue only cared about Uncle Xiao Guo: "Senior brother, since you and Uncle Xiao Guo know each other, why don't you help me ask for it." ”

Wang Li: "I know each other well, but I don't know where he is, all over the world, all over the world, all over the world, except for the official family and the queen, I'm afraid few people know where he is." ”

Since the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, the uncle of the country is not knighted, so people at the time did not call him the uncle of the country, and as for the uncle of Xiao Guo, there was a very well-known title - the king of the kitchen. Moreover, the king of chefs was shouted so that there was no objection at all, this one who had studied in various families when he ripped off his face and rolled around, and chefs from all over the world had already seen the shamelessness of this one, and this shameless man alone was enough to make everyone obey him, the king of chefs.

"Why not the God of Cooking?"

"God is not under the Son of Heaven. ”

This reason, very good!

went to Nanjing, Nanjing quickly replied, more than a month passed, and the day before the finale of "Wind Order", Xiao Qi rushed to Qiaojun. At this time, when Meng Yue had a headache and wanted to change the theme of the food picture book, Xiao Qi's arrival was like a divine light descending from the sky for Meng Yue, saving her in an instant.

"I'm not busy, I'll talk about it after watching the play. ”

Meng Yue: I'm very busy, the bookseller and the theater troupe are urging me to burn my eyebrows.

However, people are leisurely, and Meng Yue has no choice but to wait for the finale of "Wind Order". Fortunately, it's just tomorrow, to be honest, if it weren't for the food picture books that occupied her mind, she would have been secretly having fun at this time, after all, at this time, everyone thinks that Zhang Yida should die, and maybe he really won't die. Recently, in the letters that flew like snowflakes, the deep resentment of all the fans and fans of the theater was written, and the resentment was almost monstrous.

Xiao Qi also had the same grievance.

Meng Yue: "Anyway, Zhang Yida won't die." ”

Xiao Qi: ......

Suddenly, Xiao Qi didn't want to deal with the person in front of him!

#萧启: Big Hello Tuyan!#

(Tianjin)