Hearing that someone wanted to learn to cook, Wang Yueying was also very surprised. The mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. She didn't have time to show off to Ryoma, so she ran out of the house to find out.

"Where are the people, where are the people?" Wang Yueying hurriedly asked with Caidie pulling. Butterfly nodded and motioned for someone to wait outside the door. Wang Yueying turned around and shouted into the room: "The person who learns to cook is outside, so let your builder go first!" Caidie was deeply surprised, there was obviously no one in the house, why did Mrs. shout at the empty house, but she didn't want to ask too much, so she was pulled away by Wang Yueying.

Of course, Ryoma didn't let Caidie see her appearance, and strangers couldn't escape her eyes when they entered and exited the house. Ryoma, dressed in white, hid behind the door, and saw that no one outside the house walked out leisurely, and chanted a limerick poem that he heard from nowhere:

Whose family is a confidant, whose young man has been in white;

Whose beloved man hits the horse, whose house is stranger and separated;

Whose alley is full of wine, whose painting building flute sounds;

Whoever has passed by the red dust has no one to rely on since then.

The not tall back shows that the person who came is not very strong, the gray coarse cloth clothes are a little old-fashioned, the shoes do not seem to fit very well, the person who comes has been moving his toes, and the shoes are definitely not his own.

"Are you going to learn to cook?" Wang Yueying didn't wait for this person to turn around and asked directly.

"Hello ma'am!" The visitor turned around and bowed respectfully. This person is Zhao Han. "Little Zhao Han was introduced by Uncle Wang to his wife to beg for a living"

"Begging for life? Aren't you here to learn how to cook? As soon as Wang Yueying heard it, she knew that he was not here to learn how to cook.

"Learning to cook? The little one didn't say that he came to learn to cook! Zhao Han explained.

Seeing this, Caidie was also puzzled in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Didn't you say that you were introduced by Uncle Wang?" ”

"Yes! Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang who makes baked cakes in the alleys of the front street. ”

"Uncle Wang on Front Street?"

Wang Yueying listened to the conversation and guessed the ** score in her heart, but she still asked Caidie. "Butterfly, are you mistaken?"

"Back to Mrs. Hui. A few days ago, I met Uncle Wang, who was selling vegetables in the vegetable market, and he talked to him about your apprenticeship as a chef, and he said that he would introduce people. Just now, this person only said that it was introduced by Uncle Wang, and I thought he was introduced by Uncle Wang, who sold vegetables, but I didn't know that it was Uncle Wang, who sold baked cakes. ”

"Forget it, forget it." Wang Yueying turned around and asked Zhao Han again: "Zhao Han, I don't have any work to do here now, you go back first, and then sue you when you have a job." ”

"That'・・・・・・ well! Small farewell. Zhao Han's frustration is indescribable. I was thinking of finding an errand here to earn some silver taels for myself, but I didn't know that this would happen, and it seemed that I could only find something suitable to do elsewhere. As the old saying goes, one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion. Zhao Han's full expectation was abolished by Wang Yueying.

"Let's look elsewhere!" Zhao Han thought in his heart. Seeing Wang Yueying and the others enter the door, Zhao Han turned around and left. The alley outside the royal mansion is quite quiet, but there is also the sound of hawking in the corner market from time to time. One quiet and one noisy, just in contrast.

"You wait, you wait!" There was a shout behind him, Zhao Han didn't look back if he didn't want to call himself, until a woman ran in front of him panting and blocked the way, he didn't notice that this woman was Wang Yueying's maid, Caidie.

"What is the girl chasing after me?" Zhao Han scratched his head and asked.

"You・・・・・・ you ・・・・・・" Caidie chased all the way, and now she is out of breath, and when she says a word, she has to breathe for a long time.

"You go back with me again, my wife has something to ask." Caidie finally said everything.

"Something to ask me? It's not that we don't recruit workers! Zhao Han couldn't think of anything except recruitment.

"Just go and find out." Caidie no longer said anything to him, but just blindly urged him to hurry up.

Wang Yueying's house is not very big, so the gate is also normal, and it cannot be compared with the rich mansions in Yuanhe Town. There are only two copper handles inlaid on the pitch-black door panel, and a little patina can tell us that this house has been around for some years.

entered the house, walked through the small courtyard, and came to the main hall, where Wang Yueying was in the hall. Caidie led Zhao Han to Wang Yueying, and when Zhao Han saw this Mrs. Wang again, he kept beating a drum in his heart, not knowing what she would say. Thinking of this, I only heard Wang Yueying say: "Zhao Han, I was in a hurry before, and I forgot to tell you something." Zhao Han heard Wang Yueying say that he still had something to tell him, and he was overjoyed, thinking that he might have changed his mind and wanted to give him an errand, so he asked first without waiting for Wang Yueying to finish speaking: "Is Mrs. going to do a small errand?" ”

"No, no, it's not. I told you before that I have no shortage of people here when you are looking for an errand. Wang Yueying's words once again extinguished the flame of hope ignited by Zhao Han, and he was even more puzzled. Wang Yueying saw his appearance, and then said: "I don't need to do errands, but I need an apprentice to cook here, are you willing?" ”

"Learning to cook? Don't hide it from Mrs., the little one is in a hurry to find an errand, and it is the family that urgently needs silver. This student cook has no salary. Zhao Han's face was embarrassed, and he was just about to refuse. Unexpectedly, Wang Yueying said: "If you come to learn to cook, I will pay you a monthly salary." If I'm willing, I'll be my Zero Zero One apprentice. ”

It is said that after Song Hai said goodbye to the general Qiu Sheng in Wuqiao, he returned to the frontline station alone, hoping that Qiu Sheng's return to Beijing this time could turn the danger into a disaster. However, for some reason, Song Hai has been suffering from insomnia recently. It is said that there is no fighting on the front line, and he should be able to sleep comfortably. The war between the kingdom of God and the country of Makime dragged on for more and longer, and it had become a footwrap for small-footed women, and it was smelly and long.

"Where's the general?" Song Hai heard Guo asking the doorman outside the account, so he called him in.

"General, the general has sent a message to this account, ordering all the generals to gather in this account. There is a holy decree in the imperial court. ”

"Divine decree? It has only been a few days since the general entered Beijing, and the holy decree seems to come sooner. Song Hai was full of doubts in his heart, he knew that Qiu Sheng would inevitably be dealt with when he went to Beijing this time, but although the capital was close, it would take a few days to go back and forth. Song Hai was separated from Qiu Sheng only the day before yesterday, and today the holy decree has arrived, and there must be a reason for it. Thinking of this, Song Hai called people to prepare horses, and led two of his own soldiers to rush towards the general's tent.

It was already afternoon when the military order of the assembly reached the front line of Song Hai, and when Song Hai rode to the general's tent, the sun had not yet set. Dismounted in front of the camp gate, several tall horses were kept alone by the grooms. The shiny mane, the muscular muscles, the delicate saddle, the pure gold horseshoe, and the sound of breathing also reveal the noble blood. This horse is not a front-line general's mount, and it must be the property of a nobleman in Beijing.

Song Hai walked into the big tent quickly, only to see a person sitting in the manager's seat in the tent. Hosta hairpin, brocade clothes, mink shawl, jade. A pair of red phoenix eyes, forehead nose, two mustaches, long beard and beautiful man.

"Don't come and see the Lord Regent yet."