"His name is Ye Zixu, as for who he is, I don't need to say it, right?" Ye Ziqi introduced Ye Zixu to Liu Bingcheng with a smile. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Bingcheng also smiled, and then asked, "Brother Tong, how are they?"

Ye Ziqi said: "They are very good. ”

"That's good. Seeing that the three of them had been standing, Liu Bingcheng patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, I didn't arrange food for you at this lunch time, but I kept letting you stand." ”

Without waiting for the two to refuse, Liu Bingcheng asked people to take Ye Ziqi and the two to the private room, and he went to the kitchen.

Looking at Liu Bingcheng, who was walking away, Ye Zixu said: "It's interesting." ”

Ye Ziqi smiled and did not answer.

happened to be ordered by Liu Bingcheng to come over at this time, and the two followed Xiao Er to the private room that Liu Bingcheng had prepared.

When they saw Liu Bingcheng coming with wine and food, Ye Ziqi and Ye Zixu knew that the dishes in his hands were made by him.

Not long after moving the chopsticks, Liu Bingcheng, who was eating and drinking with the two, asked, "How is it?

As a former imperial chef, Liu Bingcheng's cooking skills are naturally better than Tong Jiangyuan, who is famous for making wine.

"Not bad. ”

"Not bad?" Obviously, Liu Bingcheng was not very satisfied with Ye Ziqi's evaluation. Of course, what he is not satisfied with is his cooking skills.

"Wait a minute, Zixu and I will give Liu Bolu a hand. Because of Liu Bingcheng's benevolence and righteousness, Ye Ziqi wanted to help him, although with Sheng Xingyuan's current situation, he didn't need their help: "Whether you can grasp it depends on Uncle Liu himself." ”

Liu Bingcheng has taught Ye Ziqi about intelligence, but he has never heard of her cooking. Looking at Ye Ziqi's determined appearance, Liu Bingcheng knew that she was not joking.

Liu Bingcheng knows that his cooking skills can be regarded as a kitchen god in Silla, but he is never proud and complacent. I also firmly believe that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

Liu Bingcheng's attitude of not being arrogant or impatient won Ye Ziqi's favor, so he made up his mind to teach him cooking without reservation.

After seeing Ye Ziqi's cooking skills, Liu Bingcheng finally knew what the world's delicacy was.

After teaching Liu Bingcheng cooking skills for an hour, Liu Bingcheng offered to learn this first today. Ye Ziqi also knows that with the source of customers in Shengxingyuan, it is not appropriate to spend too much time on learning to cook, so he is not reluctant.

Ye Ziqi was about to say goodbye to Liu Bingcheng, and seeing his sad appearance, he couldn't help but ask: "Seeing that Uncle Liu is sad again, is there something on his mind?"

Liu Bingcheng sighed and said: "The reason why I wanted to leave the palace was because I didn't want to see the hypocrisy in the palace. Thinking that it would be the emperor's birthday again, he sighed that the emperor was a year older!" Liu Bingcheng couldn't bear to say the word 'old' after all, and the words were changed when they came to his mouth.

"If King Jing is still here, the emperor doesn't have to work hard at this age! I don't know which son of heaven will support Silla at that time?" Liu Bingcheng didn't know why he would tell Ye Ziqi all the things he had hidden in his heart in the past few days.

Ye Ziqi could hear that Liu Bingcheng was worried about the health of Emperor Silla at the same time, he was also worried about the future of Silla, and he missed King Jing's family at this time.

On the way to Silla, Ye Ziqi heard about the envoys of various countries congratulating the Silla emperor on his birthday. There was only one thought at the time, and that was coincidence.

What makes Ye Ziqi even more incomprehensible is that every time he hears King Jing, he always has a sour feeling in his heart.

Seeing Ye Ziqi following him sadly, Liu Bingcheng reluctantly showed a smile and said: "This is not yet the age of idle talk, it is boring, how can it be in the future?"

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and Uncle Liu is also dedicated to Silla, how can he be bored of it?"

Hearing from a teenage girl, Liu Bingcheng felt a lot more comfortable for some reason. just sighed that Ye Ziqi was not a citizen of Silla.

"Sheng Xingyuan's business is not bad, and we won't bother Uncle Liu today. Tomorrow, we will come back to discuss cooking skills with Uncle Liu. ”

What is the discussion of cooking skills, it is clear that he doesn't want him to lose face so he said this, but hearing that they will come to Shengxingyuan tomorrow, Liu Bingcheng's worries in his heart were temporarily thrown away.

Coming out of Shengxingyuan, Ye Ziqi and Ye Zixu wandered around the nearby streets and alleys.

"Hey, isn't this Steward Zhu?

When Ye Ziqi was bored, he heard a sound of playing.

It was precisely because of this voice that Ye Ziqi, who was going to call Ye Zixu to return to the Spring Fragrance Courtyard, squeezed towards a crowded place.

It's not that Ye Ziqi likes to join in the fun, but because he knows the person who spoke, and the person who was teased also felt a little familiar.

Ye Zixu, who had a heart-to-heart with Ye Ziqi, also planned to call Ye Ziqi back, but when he saw Ye Ziqi walking towards the crowd, he also followed.

"Gao Gongzi, the grass people are just doing a little business to support their families, and I hope that Gao Gongzi will raise his noble hand and give the grass people a way to live. A man with gray hair begged Gao Jingyan to protect the things in front of him.

"When did my son say that he was going to cut off your family's way of life? It's just that this protection fee, do you still have to pay it?" Gao Jingyan disdainfully picked up an ordinary hairpin and said.

"Didn't the grass people say it just now, it's not that the grass people don't want to pay, it's just that they haven't sold a single thing in the past two days......"

Before Zhu Zhiming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gao Jingyan: "If everyone is like you, then what else does the imperial court eat?" Since you can't sell a single thing for a few days, it's better to listen to the advice of this son, pay these things as protection money, and don't sleep in the open in the future at this meal!"

"Master Gao, this is our family's livelihood, and we still hope to ......"

"Why do you want to say that you raise your noble hand? You say this repeatedly, you are not tired of what you say, but my son is tired of listening to it. Gao Jingyan said and let the people around him forcibly take everything.

Zhu Zhiming wanted to snatch the things that were taken, but was kicked away.

With the departure of Gao Jingyan and his party, the people who watched the excitement also sighed and left. Only Zhu Zhiming sat on the ground alone, crying like a child.

"Uncle Zhu!"

Zhu Zhiming knew that Ye Ziqi called him, not because he heard her voice, but because he saw the embroidered shoes in front of him, so he looked up at the person standing in front of him.

Zhu Zhiming felt that the two people in front of him were a little familiar, and he couldn't remember who they were for a while.

"Uncle Zhu, don't you remember us?" Ye Ziqi asked while helping Zhu Zhiming up.

Two strange figures gradually appeared in front of Zhu Zhiming's eyes: "You are Miss Ye and Young Master Ye?"

Ye Ziqi smiled: "Uncle Zhu has a good memory!"

Zhu Zhiming smiled bitterly and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ye Ziqi did not answer Zhu Zhiming's question, but said with a smile: "Shouldn't Uncle Zhu be a landlord?"

Zhu Zhiming knew that Ye Ziqi did not ask him to take them to the restaurant, but to take them to his house.

Zhu Zhiming was very embarrassed and said: "The cold house is shabby, and it is not suitable for entertaining guests. ”

Ye Ziqi said: "I think Uncle Zhu should have heard of it, what kind of life did we live? No matter how simple the humble house is, it is also a place to shelter from the wind and rain, right?"

Seeing that Ye Ziqi insisted on going to his house as a guest, Zhu Zhiming could only take two of them.

Looking at the crumbling dilapidated house in front of him, Ye Ziqi couldn't help but think of them when he was in the broken temple.