Yang Tingli didn't have any spare time during this time to catch up with Meng Yue, but he just looked at the post handed by Meng Yue, as if there was something related to life and death, so he hurriedly took care of the matter, and rushed home with his colleagues to sue him.

When he went home, Meng Yue had already arrived, and the housekeeper arranged Meng Yue in the garden where the plum blossoms were blooming, and the servant woman had already set out the refreshments, but Meng Yue sat there sighing for a long time, without thinking about eating or drinking. Yang Tingli saw Meng Yue so worried, and since he got acquainted with the play, Meng Yue is a character who never worries when the sky falls.

"Miss Meng, what's the matter?"

Mengyo: I haven't figured out what to say yet.

Yang Tingli came back earlier than expected, Meng Yue was still thinking about his words, looking at Yang Tingli with sadness, Meng Yue sighed deeply for a long time and said, "I haven't figured out what to say yet." ”

Yang Tingli also thought that she was going to say something big, but she came to such a sentence, and she hung people out of breath, if Yang Tingli was in poor health, he was afraid that he would recite it in one breath earlier: "Then you think slowly, there will be people coming later." ”

Meng Yue then asked who it was, Yang Tingli said You know, Meng Yue really knew when he heard it, Lu Kunlang's eldest brother Lu Yuanqiao. Although Lu Yuanqiao was born in a gate valve and his career has gone through twists and turns, he is now going very smoothly. Meng Yue listened and casually asked what Lu Yuanqiao was doing.

"The official family wants to reuse it, so he ordered me to talk to him."

"Uncle Lu was born as a gatekeeper, and the official family reused it at this time to ...... "use it to contribute to the constitution."

"It seems that the "Wind Order" was not written in vain, and it is not good to say whether this ship will sail thousands of miles or be a momentary scenery, even the officials themselves are not sure. Therefore, the officials are not reluctant, and whether they are willing to board this ship or not depends on how they choose. Yang Tingli is not shy about it, this is not a secret matter, but a tacit thing that everyone has already tacitly understood.

Mengyo: What? Wouldn't I be worried in vain, eh, I'm really worried!

"Have you thought about it?"

"I figured it out, and I figured it out."

Yang Tingli couldn't hold back no matter how much he couldn't bear it, and glared at Meng Yue fiercely: "Okay, don't say what you want to figure out, hurry up where you come from, go back, don't sit and be angry with me, I'm angry, I'm careful that the official family is looking for you desperately." ”

At this moment, Yang Tingli's importance to Emperor Xuanqing was self-evident, Meng Yue hurriedly got up, and smeared oil on the soles of his feet without taking a sip of tea. When he came to the bottom of the Moon Gate, he looked back and handed a smile and said, "Chef Xiao asked someone to send me a dim sum box, I gave it to the housekeeper, remember to eat it when I go back." ”

"You're still interested, okay, let's go."

Meng Yue let go of a major event in his heart, hummed a song and walked out of Yangyuan loosely, and met Lu Yuanqiao outside, and waved hello to people happily. Lu Yuanqiao stared at Meng Yue's carriage at the door for a long time, and asked the people around him when he stepped on the steps of the pan garden: "She hasn't met me much, why is she so close." ”

How does the servant know what is going on, the servant only knows to scream silently in his heart: Ahhh......h I just met the drummers, who are alive, laughing, humming, and waving to people very cheerfully.

Meng Yue had boarded the carriage and returned home at this time, and his mood was relaxed, and the whole person was comfortable from the inside out. At this time, I was also in the mood to think about "Chrysanthemum Downstairs", and I also had time to ponder the handouts of the drama literature class. What was talked about in the last literature class, Meng Yue still doesn't want to go back and think about it, so he can only start from the next class, and talk to the girls about how to make up stories.

It's easy to call Meng Yue, she has never thought about this before, she copied the stalks, copied the routines, copied the ideas, and slowly and naturally wrote her own things.

"Seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching again, "Chrysanthemum Downstairs" will start on the first day, so I have only drawn four copies." I hope that the troubles are gone, and the little goblin of inspiration is willing to come back and pamper her. In fact, don't talk about inspiration, as long as you don't have to worry about it, you feel like you can sit down and write well.

Back home, Meng Yue did not start painting "Chrysanthemum Downstairs", but finished the lecture first.

Wang Li came back early that day, Meng Yue just happened to give him a look after writing the handouts, and she herself grinded a box of Baoguang pine cigarettes, and used a slender wolf hair hook pen to outline the character lines on Xue Taoxuan. Wang Li revised the handouts for her, and then came over to look at her paintings: "This is the beginning of cooking in the way of scientific research?" ”

"It's already the fifth, since Ju Xialu is already well-known in the first four books, naturally Taizu should be allowed to develop his personal hobbies, otherwise Taizu will have nothing to love." Yes, it's time to do something, so of course start getting Taejo to start doing his precise gastronomic research.

In the eyes of scientific madmen, everything can be quantified into data, and Taizu must have such ability, so it is fitting to let Taizu use such a spirit to make food. By studying food, we can also study big data, and the differences in tastes caused by climate change due to seasonal changes can be played with new horizons because of the quantification of data.

"I only dare to think about it every year."

That's because I was crazy by the "little" and "moderate" in Chinese recipes back then, especially "a little salt", "a little sugar", "an appropriate amount of soy sauce", "fried until seven or eight mature", "heated until broken", such descriptions as "no one who can be a rookie", which is almost inseparable from Tianshu. Therefore, Chinese recipes are written for people who can cook, and those who can't cook have to hit the south wall many times to get the experience and lessons of bleeding.

"For those who can't make the wrong dishes, so that the accuracy will not be confused." In Meng Yue's pen, Taizu invented the common measuring spoon in modern kitchens, from one gram to one spoon, to five grams to one spoon, to twenty-five grams, and a measuring tool for weighing water, with a scale.

"Don't say it, even if you can cook, not everyone is a chef with a good head under the hands, and the chef at home cooks, and sometimes there will be salty and light." Wang Li thinks these measuring tools are quite useful.

"Of course, ordinary people can use it, and they are really skilled in cooking, just by their feel, and they can be directly out of the pot without tasting salty and light." Anyway, Xiao Qi rarely tastes it, he has a thousand times more confidence in his own dishes, and he has never missed a hand in seasoning since he left the school.

Wang Li has been busy with dogs recently, and it is rare to have time to sit down quietly and talk to Meng Yue and help her, so she is very comfortable in her heart. After the two were busy in the studio, they had dinner together to tease their son, Ah Yu saw that he was about to be half a year old, Meng Yue and Wang Li sat in front of the small bed, and they couldn't help but sigh.

After teasing his son, Wang Li talked about the Yangtze River Academy again, saying that the Yangtze River Academy had formed an alliance with Nanshan Academy, and the content of the alliance was that in the future, the gentlemen of Nanshan Academy would come to the Yangtze River Academy to give lectures, and the gentlemen of the Yangtze River Academy would also go to Nanshan Academy to start classes. In the future, depending on the situation, the students can be mobilized, first let them take painting lessons, piano lessons, chess lessons or something, and then take your time in the future.

Mengyo: That's really good news.

Meng Yue could not have imagined at this time that tomorrow her students would give her better news and make her full of surprises.