Li Qi is very talkative, and he seems to be very interested in flowers and trees, and he commented on the flowers and trees all the way on the stall, which made Rong Yunhe learn a lot of knowledge.

Rong Yunhe couldn't help but be curious: "Li Gongzi, it seems that your family should be either rich or expensive, you are young, you don't study hard to gain fame, how can you turn so interested in flowers and trees?" ”

Li Qi smiled: "I'm a person, I like to make money, and I'm not interested in anything else." For this reason, I have been scolded by my father since I was a child, but I was born like this, I can't change it, and I don't want to change it. I was interested in flowers and trees because the annual flower viewing party held in Pingzhou City was a great opportunity to make money, so I opened a flower shop. If you have a flower shop, you have to know something, right? ”

Rong Yunhe laughed. Li Qi's words are true.

Walking and chatting all the way, Rong Yunhe still didn't forget to use his eyes to feel whether the flowers and trees on the roadside were foggy. It's just that what disappointed her was that when she walked from the door of Hua Pinxuan to the street entrance, she didn't find any foggy flowers and trees. But the thought of it made her relieved—the three orchids were misty because they were precious. All the most common flowers and trees are sold at this stall, and of course there will be no fog.

Thinking of this, she didn't plan to spend any more energy looking at it. Just as she withdrew her gaze and went to the intersection to look for Fushou, who had left first, she found that on a stall four or five meters in front of her, there was a cloud of mist floating from the flowers and trees there, and its concentration was about the same as the orchid she bought.

Rong Yunhe suddenly became excited, and was about to run to the stall, when he suddenly remembered that there was a Li Qi beside him. She quickly slowed down.

Patiently walked to the stall with Li Qi, Rong Yunhe stopped and carefully looked at the flowers and trees on the stall. This stall is located at the corner of the street. It's a good location, so this stall owner has a lot of flowers and trees.

Rong Yunhe looked at it twice, and locked his gaze on a pile of plants thrown in the corner. This pile of plants is estimated to be a bad-growing flower and tree sorted out by the stall owner, some of the leaves are yellow, and some of the leaves have fallen off and only the branches remain.

Rong Yunhe reached out and rummaged through it, picking out a plant that looked like a dead branch. The plant has no leaves, and the entire branch is brown. How do you look at it, how do you think it's a dead branch. But strangely, there is a faint layer of mist floating around it.

"Boss, what is this?" Rong Yunhe asked as he took it to his boss. Li Qi looked at Rong Yunhe and went to rummage through other people's discarded things. Originally, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was a little displeased. But at this time, when he saw Rong Yunhe turning out a dead branch, and asked the stall owner with interest, he couldn't help but be interested. Leaned over and looked at the dead branches.

The owner of the flower stall looked at Rong Yun and the dead branches in his hands. Shaking his head: "This is a relative of mine who dug it out of the mountain, and it looked different from other trees at the time, and I thought it was a rare species, so I brought it out." As a result, I planted it for half a month, but not only did I not grow a single leaf, but the branches were about to die. ”

After speaking, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Rong Yunhe and said, "What?" Could it be that this girl recognizes what kind of flowers and trees this is? ”

Rong Yunhe smiled: "I just haven't seen this kind of flower or tree." So ask for a long insight. After saying that, he walked back to the pile of discarded objects, and made a gesture to throw back the dead branch in his hand.

At all costs. There was a mist on this dry branch, and she must buy it. But she knew that each of these businessmen was more savvy than the other. Don't look at this pile of discarded things that will be thrown away as garbage immediately, but as long as she opens her mouth to want, the boss will definitely shout a high price, or keep it for herself and keep it again. Rong Yunhe now only has a few dozen taels of silver left on his body, and if he doesn't pay attention to some methods, he can't buy this withered branch back.

The boss saw that Rong Yunhe threw the dead branch back indifferently, and then patted the dirt on his hand as if he was about to leave, and hurriedly stopped her: "This son, do you want the one you just saw?" If you want, I'll sell it to you cheaply. ”

Before Rong Yunhe could speak, Li Qi spoke on the side: "You still want money for that thing that is too fine to be burned as firewood?" We took it for you, and you have to thank us for helping you clean up the trash. ”

Hearing this, the boss was a little unhappy. But seeing that Li Qi was good-looking and gorgeously dressed, he knew at a glance that he was the son of a big family, but he didn't dare to offend him, so he hurriedly explained: "This thing was also dug up by my relatives from the mountains, and the son will give him a hundred wen if he wants it." ”

"A hundred wen? Okay, Ming'er, I'll ask someone to dig a bundle of thorns down from the mountain, it's also quite laborious, I'll give you a cheaper, a hundred trees will count you as a tael of silver, what do you think? Li Qi said.

Rong Yunhe couldn't help laughing.

The boss was embarrassed by Li Qi's words, and saw that Rong Yunhe didn't care about that thing, so he had to say: "What do you think of the eighty texts?" ”

Rong Yunhe didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said as he walked out: "Ten cents, I'll take it." Otherwise, you can keep it as firewood. ”

"Okay, good, ten is ten." The boss had a painful look on his face, but he was actually quite happy in his heart. It's not bad to throw away things that are too cumbersome, but you can buy them for ten cents. Ten cents, it's a day's worth of food, isn't it?

Rong Yunhe paid the money, took the dead branch, and his heart blossomed. Ten pennies to get a treasure, it's really cost-effective. Others thought that the plant was dead, but there was a mist floating, and Rong Yunhe knew that it must still be alive, and it was still a precious species.

There were only a few sparse roots at the base of the dead branch, and there was not even a drop of dirt. Rong Yunhe thought about it for a while and threw it into the space, so he didn't let the stall owner wrap it with mud, and carried it directly in his hand. Fortunately, it was only two or three feet tall, and it didn't get in the way of holding it in your hand.

Out of the street, Rong Yunhe saw Fushou standing by the carriage waiting for her, so he said to Li Qi: "Thank you Li Gongzi for your help today, I have taken my leave, and there will be a period later." With that, he took the orchid from his attendant's hand and walked slowly towards the intersection on the left.

Li Qi stood behind, looking at Rong Yunhe holding an orchid in his right hand and holding the dead branch in his left hand, his thin figure was gradually moving away, but there was a sense of strength in his loneliness, and he asked his entourage sullenly: "Li Qiang, hasn't your son-in-law's face been washed today?" ”

Li Qiang looked at Li Qi's face and said with a smile: "My son-in-law's face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival." The color is like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings. The face is like a peach petal, and the eyes are like autumn waves......"

Li Qi laughed and kicked him: "Get out." ”

There were pedestrians all the way, Rong Yunhe was really inconvenient to put flowers into the space, so he had to carry them all the way to the intersection. I also discovered the new features of the space, and I was in a good mood and walked all the way. I don't necessarily feel tired.

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"I know, I know. You have to read the rest of the answers and then announce it, right? Ma Jiaoxi glanced at Yu Jiaoxi extremely unhappily, and then put the other four copies into his hand: "I'm done." Hurry up and see. ”

Childe was staring over there. Don't be sloppy. Yu Jiaoxi carefully read the four answer sheets and singled out one -- although this answer sheet was covered with ink, the answers were comprehensive and accurate, indicating that the respondent's sense of taste was still sensitive -- only with a sharp tongue and the ability to taste the taste of the dish could he become a good cook.

Ma Jiaoxi saw that it was the same as his choice, so he opened his mouth and announced: "This batch, green bamboo." Pass. With that, he raised his eyes. Look at the green bamboo. When this little girl heard the announcement, did she look guilty on her face, or did she look at her son proudly and affectionately?

"Ah, that's great!" Liu Er, Zhang Dani and the others cheered in surprise when they heard that the green bamboo had passed. Green bamboo can pass, and everyone has hope. This shows that this class does not have to be boys.

It's expected to pass, but it's surprising not to pass. Lu Zhu only smiled slightly, and the expression on his face was extremely calm.

Although she cheated, she was really tested by the old man in Qingxi Town. She tasted the flavor of these spices entirely by her own sense of taste, and described them in words, which was also praised by the old man's knowledgeable gourmet.

So, what is she guilty about? This horse teacher deliberately made things difficult for her because of prejudice, and it was he, not herself, who should be guilty.

From Luzhu's face, he only saw that he was frank and generous, and his eyes didn't even glance at Gongzi's side, and Ma Jiaoxi's heart muttered - Could it be that he guessed wrong? Did she really taste it herself?

When he turned his face and saw the son sitting there, looking at the green bamboo intently with his beautiful eyes like black gems, Ma Jiaoxi began to think about it again - could it be that the son was interested in the little girl, and the little girl was still ignorant?

After thinking about it, Ma Jiaoxi felt that with Childe's attitude, the cooking class would recruit a few girls anyway, so he walked over to Fu Heng and gave a salute: "Childe, Lao Ma thinks that it seems inappropriate to let girls apply for the cooking class and occupy the quota that should belong to boys." Why don't you add three more places to the cooking class, and become a fifteen number, what do you think? ”

"Okay, so be it." Fu Heng's appearance seems to be indispensable.

The exam continued, and with Fu Heng's promise and supervision, Ma Jiaoxi did not deliberately embarrass other girls. And the girl's feeling is always more refined than that of the boy, and the taste of the taste has some advantages, so Ganlu, Liu'er, Sun Yuexia, and a person named Li Qiuyu have all passed this level.

Hearing that Yu Jiaoxi read the list of thirty people who had passed the first level again, and the names of Sun Qiang and Zheng Wei were among them, Luzhu was happy. She is still very happy to have the opportunity to learn cooking with Zheng Wei. The boy was silent, but he genuinely cared about her.

Ma Jiaoxi finished reading the list and said, "Next, let's take the second exam-Flip the spoon." It is also a group of five, within 20 sounds, and the one with a good level and a large number of spoons wins. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Hu took up the five single-handled iron pots and laid them out.

Li Weizhu carried a wooden bucket with sand in the barrel, filled the five pots with most of the half pot of sand, and then made a demonstration in the prompts of Ma Jiaoxi: pick up a pot with one hand, throw it hard, throw the sand in the pot into the air, and then catch it with the pot, and so on. He did it so easily that not a single grain of sand in the pot fell out of the pot.

When Luzhu saw it, his heart was half cold. She finally knew why Fu Heng said that it was not suitable for girls to learn cooking, and why there were more men and fewer women among modern chefs.

If you don't have the strength, you can't shake the spoon, and no matter how high the level of stir-frying, what's the use? In Qingxi Town, because she was thin and had little strength, the old man did not ask her to turn the vegetables in the pot upside down and stir-fry. In addition to being busy, she didn't think about it.

Hey, wait, wait...... A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly wanted to go to Fu Heng's arrangement during this time. He first arranged for her to flush the toilet in the room, and then asked her to fill the water tank, and also increased the amount of two and three tanks.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at Fu Heng, facing his dark eyes, and there was a trace of worry in her eyes, as if she was worried that she would not be able to pass the test. Lu Zhu retracted his gaze and pursed his lips in his heart: if he was really willing to let her learn cooking, it was just a matter of sending a sentence, could Ma Jiaoxi still violate his orders? Does he need to worry?

Depending on the angle from which you stand, you will naturally think differently. If Luzhu thinks about it from Fu Heng's point of view, he will understand: the rules are set by himself, and he can't break the rules for someone, right? If you do that, how will you convince the public in the future? How to convince an old subordinate like Ma Jiaoxi?

What's more, Ma Jiaoxi is the most principled person, and his temperament is upright, and if the students who fail the exam want him to accept it, he has to jump up. Even if she is forced to accept her by the orders of her master, she will not teach her well. Therefore, starting from the right path and passing the exam is the right way to learn to cook.

Just as he was worried, Li Weizhu's demonstration over there had been completed. Ma Jiaoxi stood over and swept the thirty candidates with a stern gaze: "Okay, it's still in five queues, and they will take the exam in turn." Move a little faster. ”

There were five girls who had passed the first hurdle, and with Fu Heng's attention, no boy wanted to line up in this line. In this way, Luzhu, who stood at the forefront, naturally became the first person to play.

"Luzhu, you...... Why don't I go first? Ganlu looked at the iron pot with a pound or two of sand, and then looked at the thin and small green bamboo, with the same worry in his eyes.

Luzhu naturally knew that Ganlu said this for her good. She knows how strong Ganlu is, and watching her flip the spoon, she can do it in her heart, so that she will not scatter all the sand as soon as she gets started. (To be continued.) )