Pan Jiang ate and drank to his heart's content on the small table opposite, and said with a smile: "If Miss Changdi's cooking skills are so good, how good it would be." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chang Di had almost eaten, so as soon as he put down his chopsticks, he heard something similar to complaining.

Pan Yong glanced at him and said, "I can't stop your mouth when I eat." ”

The corners of Chang Di's mouth moved imperceptibly, Pan Yong was afraid of her, but not everyone was afraid of her.

Mr. Chuan is one of them.

"Changdi's cooking skills, I don't dare to compliment."

Ziying also agreed: "There is no disadvantage, the advantage is that it can be eaten." ”

One old and one young, one singing and one harmonizing.

Chang Di raised his eyebrows, what, do you want to fight?

Jiang Shufang listened to the complaints of the three of them, and couldn't help but sneer: "Changdi, your cooking skills, really, really bad?" ”

Chang Di smiled bitterly: "Hard injury, don't mention it." ”

She had already silently swept a handful of bitter tears in her heart.

Jiang Shufang said firmly: "I have decided!" ”

"Decide what?" Chang Di was ignorant.

Jiang Shufang volunteered: "I want to teach you cooking skills and be your master." ”

Lu Shu squirted out a mouthful of rice, and was just picked up by Mr. Chuan to fill the bowl.

Mr. Chuan jumped away in disgust, and Bilu Shibi pointed in the middle finger: "You have a heart." ”

Lu Shu was choked alive, and before he could recover from it, Yang Yu quickly poured a glass of water for her. When she came back to her senses, she held back a smile and said, "Mr. Chuan, well, I'm really sorry." ”

The wood is already in the boat, and Mr. Chuan has to flick his sleeves indignantly, but he can't do anything with Lu Shu.

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In the next few days, Jiang Shufang personally went into battle to train Changdi's cooking skills.

In the kitchen, there was another voice of hatred for iron and steel, and a wry smile begging for mercy.

Mr. Chuan covered his face with a fan in the middle of the courtyard and basked in the sun, ignoring it.

Ziying's paulownia desk was moved to the yard, and he was coerced into doing his homework under Mr. Chuan's nose.

A small pebble hit Ziying's head, and Ziying screamed in pain and shouted, "Mr. Chuan, what are you doing beating me?" ”

Mr. Chuan lay on the rattan chair leisurely and said leisurely: "Concentrate and do your homework, if you can't finish it, you don't have to finish eating." ”

Ziying "snorted" and said, "Mr. Chuan, you bully children!" ”

"Are you still young?" Mr. Chuan slowly sat up and took off the fan, and reprimanded: "As the eldest grandson of the emperor, do you think you can run around the streets and alleys barefoot all day long like the girl next door?" ”

Aunt Wang's son was arrested for hard labor in his early years, and there was no news, and his daughter-in-law ran away with the man, leaving a granddaughter to rely on each other.

That girl was a lively country girl, only seven years old, and the whole town was running around. And because it is Aunt Wang's heart, the people of Yangzhen love to take care of their pets, so they have developed a spicy and mischievous character.

"You have been raised by your son in the back house of the deep palace since you were a child, and I have taught you how to deal with things, why are you still uncertain, thinking about playing blindly all day long."

Fortunately in Xianyang, after arriving in Yangzhen, he became more and more bold, often sneaking out to play crazy with his friends, and did not come back after dark.

"You've been even more lawless these days, you haven't even done the homework assigned to you by Childe, and you secretly stopped the letter I sent to Childe, and secretly destroyed it-"

Speaking of this, Mr. Chuan was even more angry, and threw the fan on the ground with a "snap", and the crisp sound of jade breaking seemed to come from the sky, far away and crisp.

Fan bone, broken.

Mr. Chuan's jade fan, which is like a treasure, is cracked and dusty in the dust.

Ziying was shocked and afraid, so she simply let go and shouted: "My father is the eldest prince of the Qin Dynasty, you are just a small staff guest in my mansion, what qualifications do you have to order me and teach me." ”

"With me as your ......" Mr. Chuan suddenly stopped, and then said: "With me, I am your teacher." ”

Ziying was angry, how could he listen to his explanation, ran back to the room, and bolted the door upside down.

Jiang Shufang leaned out of the small kitchen window and asked, "What happened to you and Ziying just now, what is there to quarrel about?" ”

All she heard was that they were arguing, and she didn't know why.

Chang Di walked over with a plate of freshly made dim sum.

"Your favorite red bean paste, taste it."

Mr. Kawa quietly picked up the broken fan from the ground and looked at the fried cake, which was said to be red bean paste.

He patted the dust on his hands, picked up a piece of cake, frowned, and said, "How do I remember that red bean paste is your favorite food." ”

Chang Di denied: "No. ”

Mr. Chuan took a bite of the fried cake, the corner of his eye jumped, and he chewed hard one bite at a time.

"You actually think salt is sugar, and neither do the gods." Mr. Chuan bit the cake and left with a loveless expression.

Jiang Shufang came out of the kitchen, wiped the oil stains on her hands on the gray apron around her waist, then twisted the red bean pie, tasted it, and smiled with her eyebrows.

"I'll just say, how can I take salt for sugar." Chang Di exhaled.

Jiang Shufang said solemnly: "It's really salt, what's the matter with you?" ”

Chang Di was stunned, her cooking skills were really bad, and she could only help Lu Shuyang choose vegetables and wash vegetables in the kitchen, and even cutting vegetables was a problem. However, she obviously tasted the taste, how did the sugar turn into salt?

She wanted to die.

Chang Di took a piece of the letter and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Shufang smiled narrowly.

Chang Di reacted immediately, and Mr. Chuan and Jiang Shufang joined forces to deceive her.

"You two liars!" Chang Di laughed angrily and chased after Jiang Shufang.

Yan Shiyi jumped down from the eaves with a cold face, Jiang Shufang was not frightened this time, only stopped laughing and stood aside, giving Yan Shi and Chang Di a private place to talk.

"Miss Chang, the prince said that His Majesty is not accustomed to the water and soil, and he has been stranded in the palace of Pingyuanjin."

Chang Di recalled the vast and wide terrain in his mind, and was stunned: "Are they still in Taiyuan?" How many days have it been. ”

If Ying Zheng hadn't gone to Shangjun to visit Fusu, it is estimated that he would have been able to go to Yuyang a long time ago.

chased Fusu to Shangjun to be punished, and on the way to inspect, he took a long detour to visit, what Ying Zheng thought of Fusu, she can't guess now.

"Childe just said that, and didn't say anything else, and let Miss Chang take care of yourself, and take care of yourself in the days when Childe is not by your side."

Yan Shi's answer was straightforward and unemotional.

"If he had a heart, he wouldn't have just made me anxiously wait for news." You can take her with you, just like when he was a child, he took her with him wherever he went.

Yan Shi explained: "Childe doesn't want you to take risks, you have to understand Childe's hard work. Then he turned around without saying a word, but remembered something.

He took out a flat piece wrapped in brocade cloth from his chest and placed it on the small desk where the child was doing his homework. He turned and jumped onto the roof, never to be seen again.

Jiang Shufang came back and said with a smile: "I've been curious, have they been squatting on the roof and on the beams?" ”

Chang Di nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Jiang Shufang immediately pounced on a wolf, and attached himself to Chang Di like an octopus.

"So how did they solve the need?"

"Huh?" The corners of Changdi's mouth twitched a few times.

Jiang Shufang squinted and smiled: "They are squatting on the beams, almost on call, I am curious, how do they solve physiological problems." ”