Chapter 68

He Jinghui analyzed it with the brain hole he had traveled through for so many years, the king here may have some backstage, or be a descendant of some high-ranking nobles, but why did he become the king of the mountain, he had read the historical materials of the Battle of Yanshan, just a few strokes in a hurry, and there was no too detailed introduction, it seems that the person who recorded this history wanted to deliberately hide something. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Jinghui didn't care about the grievances and grievances between them at the moment, he wanted to take Wu Mei'er out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, anyway, he couldn't watch Wu Mei'er's innocence tarnished by that despicable and shameless cottage leader.

He Jinghui then continued to ask the chef and asked, "Master, you are full of good cooking skills, what if you can't find suitable ingredients here?" ”

The chef said proudly: "Your master and I are proficient in the cooking of various ingredients, but if the ingredients are not enough, sometimes I can take the kitchen handyman down the mountain through the back door to the market to buy ingredients. Sometimes the brothers in the mountains would hunt for tooth sacrifices......"

The chef has not been wary of He Jinghui, and he really wants to accept him, who looks clever and very honest, and the important thing is that he can always talk and scratch his itch, after such a short period of running-in, the chef really wants to accept He Jinghui as an apprentice, and hand over his cooking skills to He Jinghui, He Jinghui's classmates are patting the chef's ass, but they are all thinking about how to find a way out and leave with Wu Meier.

But Chef had already begun to tilt his proud double chin and began to tell He Jinghui how to get out of the cottage from the back, and also showed him his token, which He Jingxuan had memorized in the flash and thunder and saw that Chef had put it back on his waist again.

He Jinghui finally had a clue, he had already memorized the terrain clearly in the few times he went to deliver food, and he also remembered the back door that the chef said just now, and He Jinghui felt that the hope of escaping was much greater......

He just waited for the wedding banquet to start in the evening, those people ate croton cakes, took advantage of the chaos to rescue Mei'er, and then fled with Mei'er, now, how can he steal the chef's waist card.

He Jinghui looked at the waist card with golden light in his eyes, the chef was busy with work, and fine and dense sweat oozed from his forehead, He Jinghui wiped the sweat of the chef very diligently, and the sycophants were like the water of the Yellow River, which made the chef like his new apprentice more and more, really considerate and clever, and the chef began to teach He Jinghui to make braised pork with great interest.

The fat and thin pork belly with skin, under the chef's sharp knife skills, was cut into small squares of standard size, almost no difference, He Jinghui was amazed to see, and the chef's ingredients are also very particular, this braised pork needs to be cooked first, and after it is juiced, it will be put in the steamer, steamed for almost two hours, and when it comes to the evening dinner, it is just a melt-in-your-mouth taste, He Jinghui listened to the chef's father with his chin on his back and gushed out, if he wasn't ready to flee, He really wanted to stay and learn all these skills as a chef, which was amazing!

Even if he wants to slip away at any time, but He Jinghui is still very serious about learning from the chef at the moment, he is talented and intelligent, every foodie has a talent to be a chef, He Jinghui under the guidance of the chef, and soon the knife work has a god-like leap. The chef felt more and more that this kid was a good material for being a chef.

If you follow yourself to learn cooking skills for three and five years, you will be guaranteed to be able to outshine the blue and become another world-famous chef Yunyun.

He Jinghui was originally a foodie, or how could he be fat, and he was a foodie at the same time, he is also a non-professional chef who loves to cook delicious food, and now he has received the guidance of an excellent and professional master chef, many things that he didn't understand in the past, he suddenly became cheerful, and he also memorized a lot of cooking points and tricks explained by this master, if it wasn't for his life, He Jinghui really had an urge to learn from his master.

And under the guidance of this imperial chef, He Jinghui used to think that he could reach a cooking level of sixty or seventy points, at least ten or ten percentage points. This also made He Jinghui feel that he could really continue to develop in this area.

At this time, someone said that someone needed to go to the spring courtyard to deliver food, He Jinghui told the chef that he wanted to take the initiative to invite Ying to deliver food, thinking that he could at least meet Mei'er, and told her that he was okay and didn't let her worry.

Wu Mei'er was also anxious, she hoped that Yang Jun and the others could find the Kong Ming lantern they had put out, but it could be seen that the guards here were very tight. Even if you find it, it's still a question of whether you can get in. Wu Meier's heart was in turmoil, although she was still drinking tea on her face, watching the maids busy going in and out for the wedding, Wu Meier only felt that if she really wanted to marry that An Mingyang, she would rather die.

Wu Meier was still very worried about He Jinghui from the bottom of her heart, and that worry was a very painful feeling.

At this time, Qingwei came in and said, "Madam, the meal has arrived, do you want to eat a little......

Wu Mei'er shook her head, she really didn't have any appetite at all now.

At this time, He Jinghui had already come in with a food basket, he put the food on the table, Wu Meier said impatiently: "If you don't eat it, take it away." ”

I only heard the person who delivered the meal whispering, "Today's chef's meal is delicious......"

Wu Mei'er heard this familiar voice and glanced up slightly, although he changed his clothes and his face was painted with ashes, Wu Mei'er still recognized that it was He Jinghui, she had always been calm and used to it, and she would not show it even if she was excited.

Wu Mei'er instructed Qingwei: "Go and boil me some hot water, and I will continue to make tea in a while." ”

Qingwei was just busy, and at this moment there were only He Jinghui and Wu Mei'er left in the room, He Jinghui looked around, and then whispered to Wu Mei'er: "I'm helping in the kitchen now...... Then I tried to steal the token, I put crotons in the wedding cake of these grandchildren, and when they had diarrhea, I will take you out of the small door......"

Looking at He Jingxuan's haggard face smeared with ash marks, as well as the eyes that were red from smoke because of the fire, Wu Meier's heart hurt. Thinking that the two could finally meet each other, and finally had the hope of getting out, Wu Meier, who was so moved, looked at He Jinghui distressedly, and nodded with tears in her eyes. "How careful you have to be!"

He Jinghui nodded, and whispered quickly and quickly to Wu Mei'er with concern. "Mei'er, don't worry, I'll definitely come to you, don't worry, I won't let you marry the king of the mountain who robbed the people's daughter!"

As soon as she said these words softly, Qingwei had already come in with hot water and said, "Madam, the hot water is boiling!" ”

He Jinghui saw Qingwei come in and said, "This sister is so beautiful, the fragrance on her body is very special......" He Jinghui smelled that it was an essential oil made by himself.

Qingwei was praised by He Jinghui, and her face turned red and said, "You are really good at talking......"

She was praised like this more and more like this essential oil that can make people fragrant.

He Jinghui exited the room and left, Wu Meier saw that his current life was fine, and gradually relieved, at least the two of them are life and death together, and no one will leave anyone behind, at this moment Wu Meier felt very relieved that she did not choose the wrong person.

He Jinghui saw Wu Meier, and his heart was also a lot more settled, after all, although it was not a long time, they had already informed each other of the situation, and it was good to know that each other was safe and sound, although the way out was very difficult, but hope would always make people firm.

He Jinghui returned to the kitchen, and the chef continued to ask him to cook some dishes that he thought he was very good at, He Jinghui was full of plans on how to escape, and accidentally cut his finger, and suddenly blood flowed out, the chef hurriedly took out a white tablecloth to stop the bleeding for him and said to him: "The most taboo thing about being a chef is half-heartedness, you see that you can cut it in one distraction!" ”

He Jinghui took advantage of the time when he stopped the bleeding for him, hooked his fingers, and finally stole the token on the chef's waist.

He Jinghui withdrew his hand and hid the token in his sleeve.

Although He Jinghui's hands were bleeding, the joy in his heart because he stole the token did not hurt at all, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

The blood on He Jinghui's hands finally stopped, and he hurriedly said to the chef: "Thank you, master, I was a little tired just now so I was distracted!" ”