Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Horse Is Hard to Chase After a Word
"Want to learn?" Jiang Baizhu raised her eyebrows slightly, for the sake of Xiao Li helping her under the scorching sun, she reluctantly told him the secret.
Xiao Li nodded seriously: "What if Xiao Jiang doesn't mind revealing it?" ”
"First of all, you need a fresh pear, peel it, dig out the kernel, put an appropriate amount of rock sugar in it, and then take it to the cage to steam it, and this rock sugar pear water has the effect of nourishing yin and moisturizing the lungs and preventing diseases."
Xiao Li nodded again and again, it sounded very simple, he could try it himself.
Seeing that the sun receded to the side, and the wasteland was not so hot, she no longer chatted with Xiao Li: "Xiao Li, you can rest and rest!" I'm going to get busy. ”
After that, she immediately picked up a hoe in the imperial dining room, sieved out the remaining weeds, and then loosened the soil evenly, Jiang Baizhu was originally worried that the soil quality was too poor, who knows, this land is along the perennial corruption, the soil is very soft, very suitable for growing vegetables.
The soil is so fertile that it is used to pile up the piles of delinquents, and these people are nothing short of terrible.
Jiang Baizhu sneered a few times, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go to get some vegetable seeds, but he was stopped by Manager Li.
"Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing, it's just for growing vegetables."
Manager Li's face gradually became stiff: "Who let you do this?" This land is for the abandonment of the scum. ”
Jiang Baizhu looked at Manager Li: "I have seen it, if this land can be used, it must be of great use." ”
Manager Li couldn't listen to it, since that day Jiang Baizhu refused to accept his bacon, he had a grudge against Jiang Baizhu, and always thought of a way to extinguish her prestige, and now it was a good opportunity.
"Anyway, no, Xiao Jiang, although you have been favored in front of the saint, you must follow the rules in everything."
"......"
Manager Li didn't give him a chance to explain at all, he just made up his mind not to let Jiang Baizhu get his wish, whoever asked him to make her unhappy, then, he also wanted to make her unhappy.
"Xiao Jiang, you hurry up and return the things to the original owner."
She worked hard to throw her abandonment, and now, if she wants to return her things to their original places, she naturally can't do it.
"Manager Li, you can be considerate of the villain, you don't have to worry, the villain will tell His Majesty the truth about this matter."
This damn Jiang Baizhu... Pressing her again with His Majesty? Is it true that when he is a soft persimmon, he can knead at will?
Manager Li's face became more and more gloomy: "Jiang Baizhu, what do you mean stupidly? I thought that if I used His Majesty to talk about things, I would be scared, right? ”
"Of course not." Jiang Baizhu denied it again and again, and couldn't figure out how Mr. Li could always have so many reasons to suppress her.
He pinched his waist with both hands, and his momentum slowly rose as he spoke: "It's good to say, I'm also the head of the imperial dining room, is it possible, and I have to be climbed on the head by you subordinates?" ”
Manager Li's words sounded to Jiang Baizhu clearly difficult.
Why did he make things difficult for her, Jiang Baizhu felt like a mirror in his heart.
However, because she refused to favor him and refused to go along with him, he became angry and ashamed, and now, he thinks of all kinds of ways to make things difficult.
She has a clear conscience, and she boasts that Her Majesty will stand on the same front as her when she learns of her actions, and more importantly, in front of the villain who will be avenged, she must not be soft-hearted, and must suppress his domineering spirit, so that he will not dare to oppress her at will in the future.
"Okay, since Manager Li thinks so, don't care about it in advance, now let's go to Your Majesty to comment on the reasoning? How is it? ”
Manager Li was stunned, if he went to the Cheng'en Hall now, wouldn't he be clearly beaten by her, and this damn Jiang Baizhu would press him with the current saint.
He was so angry that his hands were trembling, and the meat on his face was constantly shaking, and anger came from it, and he wanted to come up and teach Jiang Baizhu a lesson.
Jiang Baizhu saw that his hands were clenched into fists, and the backs of his hands were covered with green tendons, and he had the posture of not giving up if he didn't fight, after all, she was a weak woman who was powerless, how could she fight against Manager Li, and suddenly, her body stiffened with fright.
What a wrath of rage! When it's over, will he be beaten up?
At this moment, Shu Zhaoyi walked over head-on: "Manager Li, who dared to be so rude to Imperial Chef Jiang like this?" ”
A fluttering sentence cured Manager Li, he hurriedly stepped back, and timidly saluted Shu Zhaoyi: "The slave asks for Niangniang." ”
Fortunately, she was bumped into by Shu Zhaoyi, otherwise, she would not have to eat a meal of flesh and skin.
Jiang Baizhu hurriedly threw a grateful look at Shu Zhaoyi, this Shu Zhaoyi knew about Entu and had already helped her twice.
Shu Zhaoyi was also about to find Jiang Baizhu and beckoned to her: "Xiao Jiang, you come with me, it's just right, I have something important to ask for." ”
Jiang Baizhu hurriedly put down the hoe in his hand, followed Shu Zhaoyi, and followed her into the bedroom. Shu Zhaoyi opened the entourage and maidservants underground, and soon only the two of them remained.
Lonely men and widows are in the same room, if it is an ordinary man, he is at a loss, because he is the same woman as Shu Zhaoyi, Jiang Baizhu does not feel that there is anything wrong.
"Imperial Chef Jiang, the beauty soup you gave to the palace has a very good effect, and wherever the palace has been going recently, some people have praised the palace for its beautiful appearance."
Jiang Baizhu laughed softly, but he didn't know what to reply.
"In the future, you will be the great benefactor of this palace, if anyone bullies you, it is bullying this palace, and this palace will not spare her."
Jiang Baizhu blinked his eyes with emotion, and thanked him in a low voice: "The slave thanked Niangniang." ”
Shu Zhaoyi suddenly turned around, stood in front of her, and slowly approached Jiang Baizhu: "Also, this palace is not free to help you, you also need to do your best to help this palace go to the next level." ”
I like such a refreshing person like Shu Zhaoyi: "It's hard to chase a horse if you say it." ”
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When he returned to the imperial dining room, Manager Li looked at Jiang Baizhu very badly. Jiang Baizhu called him, and Manager Li also turned a blind eye, although the others in the imperial dining room could see that Manager Li and Jiang Baizhu had a dislike, they didn't dare to say anything.
Jiang Baizhu doesn't care about it, she is a bright and upright person, but Mr. Li is a small-bellied chicken intestine, and she still wants to declare a grudge, so she doesn't make friends with such a person.
After dark, as usual, she brought dinner to the Cheng'en Palace, and today, the main course she cooked was Kung Pao chicken, garlic oysters, egg custard, and stewed chicken soup.
It took Jiang Baizhu an hour to finish cooking, and when the fragrance came out, the servants of the Huanyi Bureau next door to the imperial dining room all came over to watch, and their saliva flowed all over the ground.
Jiang Baizhu took those main dishes, and under the greedy and unwilling gaze of these people, he arrived at the Cheng'en Palace.
This table of good dishes, of course, caused Xie Junze's eyes to glow green, his saliva flowed, and as soon as his chopsticks moved, he was ready to feast.
"Wait a minute! Your Majesty. Jiang Baizhu took a bowl of tender and fragrant rice and handed it to him.
The aroma of rice came to his nose, Xie Junze quickly tasted it, the rice was soft and soft, and the taste was simply unforgettable.
Damn, even the rice is so good.
Xie Junze ate very attentively, but after a while, he wiped out the entire table of food. That speed simply made Jiang Baizhu stunned.
Dum Jun is really a cow's intestine and horse's belly, but I don't see him grow half a bit of meat? Where does this food come and go, it's really extravagant and wasteful.
He added the remaining rice grains at the corners of his lips, and when he was full and drunk, he restrained his satisfied expression, put on an indifferent look, and held his chin to comment: "So-so, keep up the good work." ”
Jiang Baizhu immediately rolled his eyes in his heart, just now he was still eating with a mouth full of oil, and he turned his face mercilessly after eating.