"Jing Da, go up and wipe the beams of the house." Yun Yue pointed to the beam of the room and shouted loudly.

Jing Da covered his face in pain: "Sir, the beams have been wiped eight times since morning. Don't talk about the gray, the old elm on it is bright enough to be a mirror. Flies stand up and fork up. Jing Da wailed from the bottom of his heart.

"That'...... Wipe down the table. Yun Yue also felt that there was really no need to wipe the beam of the house, and stared at the table again.

"Sir, twenty times. The table has been wiped twenty times since the morning! This time it was Jing Er who was wailing.

Yun Yue's gaze just fell on the hot pot and tableware, and the bolt immediately jumped out. "Eighteen times, eighteen times."

Yun Yue, who was as excited as the groom's official, looked up and down the room, like a teacher who would inspect hygiene in later generations. I even touched the stool at the bottom of the bowl twice, but unfortunately there was no dust on my hands.

Since receiving Xiaojing's letter, Yun Yue has jumped up and down excitedly. He insisted on recognizing the guy called Qi Meijun as Xiaojing. Because it's so fucking alike, the twins aren't so alike.

Everyone in the family was cleaned up by him, and even the naughty little girl was given a piece of sackcloth. Carefully wipe down the newly purchased delicate pottery bowl.

The future wife will come to the house for dinner, which is the first priority. It doesn't matter who she is, and which wealthy family she is willing to. He is Lao Tzu, who dares to rob a woman with Lao Tzu. Then he was dead, every time he thought about it. Yun Yue's eyes glowed like a wolf, and the faint green light made even Xiaobai retreat.

This era is too scarce, there are no fans and no bean skin. I wanted nothing and nothing, but fortunately, I brought a few pepper seeds with me when I crossed. Otherwise, you don't even have to eat chili oil, if the ingredients are complete, Yun Yue will make a pot of spicy hot with her heart. Malatang, pickled girl artifact!

Yun Yue drooled and lusted in the courtyard, but the two guests had already come to the door. The maid is still a maid if she doesn't dress up, but these two can really dress up. Yun Yue realized that they were wrapped in cloth. No wonder the body is so uncoordinated and looks unusually burly.

"Qi Meijun is good, young master is good." There were many people in the courtyard, and many servants had to pretend to greet each other. Xiaojing is really good at pretending, but she coughs lightly and doesn't answer. The young master of the Wu family stepped forward and looked at Yun Yue.

"Mr. Yun doesn't need to be polite." Although the voice is speaking in a rough voice, a girl can you let her have a rough voice. One mouth reveals gender, no wonder the two of them remained silent last time. Even when they speak, they are talking in a whisper in private. It turned out that he was afraid of exposing his daughter's body.

Needless to say, please come to the house as soon as possible. Standing outside and talking on a cold day, how discordant it is.

"Two nobles, please, the charcoal fire has been burned. Today, Yun Yue served a different diet for the two of them. ”

"Mr. Yun is polite, you are an expert cook, and the food arranged by you is naturally not bad." The little lady of the Wu family saw that pretending to have a rough voice was not effective, so she simply showed her true face. The yellow warbler-like voice with a mouth is very pleasant, but the fact that she is now dressed as a man makes the scene a little weird.

Da Bolt's eyes are bigger than Xiao Bai's, and his mouth is also bigger. Tang Seng looked like he had seen the white bone spirit, and his brother next to him was even more so. Only Jing Da and Jing Er looked like they had known this, and Yun Yue was extremely suspicious. Jing Da's kid went to Wusun Heng to inquire about the news, did he also go to see Xiaojing by the way. If the hell lets this little pervert see it, it's a big loss.

Thinking of this, Yun Yue turned her head and waited for Jing Da to glance, Jing Da looked confused and innocent. A pair of small eyes blinked, not knowing what bad idea to come up with.

Jing Er, the bad boy, even peeked at the toilet, and at this time he looked like he didn't care. When Yun Yue passed by him, she stepped on this kid hard. Peek at the old woman, tomorrow I will arrange for your kid to grind flour, don't come out if you don't grind enough for a hundred catties.

The guest let him into the house, and Jing Er jumped on one leg on the ground with his feet in his hands. The man in estrus can't be provoked, and the depressed Jing Er has to go to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai, who was lying on the roof, saw that the situation was not right, and disappeared as soon as possible.

The steaming hot pot had just been boiled, but the two women found that the pot in the middle was full of spicy seeds. The red one floated a layer and looked a little scary. They've eaten chili oil, and they know what it feels like to eat it in their mouths. So many chili peppers, how spicy this thing has to be.

Yun Yue stood in the middle of the room with a smile and said, "Two nobles, the name of this dish is boiled fish. Domestic fish can be cooked, but it is best to cook it with black fish. This black fish has the miraculous effect of nourishing yin and aphrodisiac, and the meat taste is even better. It just so happened that yesterday Zhuangzi cleared the pond. I made two black fish weighing five catties, and killed them for the two nobles to try today. ”

It's hard to say anything to a light bulb, Yun Yue plans to get the young lady surnamed Wu drunk first. Then I had a good chat with Xiaojing, as for those maids or something. As soon as they entered the door, they were asked to leave. said that a table was arranged in the side hall to entertain them.

Miss Wu was sympathetic to her subordinates, and sent the maids and daughters away as soon as she gave the order.

Now there are only three people in the room, and Yun Yue is thinking about how to overturn Miss Wu in the fastest way. Otherwise, the bacon steak prepared will be in vain, and it is a skill learned from a French chef. For this reason, Yun Yue gave people two bottles of Feitian Moutai.

"Little master, this black fish is the most nourishing and cold-warding off. Eating in winter is the most supplemental, you can taste it. Yun Yue said and scooped up a small bowl with chopsticks, and the tender white meat slices were already a little golden when they were scalded with chili oil. The meat is fragrant in a bowl, but in fact, the meat quality of the fish is very delicious. Later, some people in Guangdong loved to eat piranhas from the Amazon, uh...... Anyway, there are very few things that Cantonese people dare not eat.

The little lady of the Wu family smelled the smell of meat, and she was already smiling. When she saw that most of the bean sprouts that Yun Yue fished for Princess Qimei, she couldn't help but laugh even more happily.

Yun Yue smiled in her mouth, but she was thinking in her heart. Don't get full, there's bacon in the back. That's just for you......

The little lady of the Wu family ate a piece of black fish meat, and her eyes lit up. A pair of small mouths chewed non-stop, and after only a few clicks, the boiled fish in the bowl was eaten clean. yelled for Yun Yue to serve another bowl.

"Little young master, taste this wine again, if there is no good wine. can't help but be a little disappointed, today's wine was specially prepared by Yun. Little master can taste it, the best! Yun Yue had a wicked smile on her face.

High-concentration head pot wine, mixed with fruit stuffed. The smell of alcohol was a little strong, and Yun Yue mixed some honey water again. I distilled it again, and it tasted sour and sweet. But the degree is really not low, and a pot of big bolts with big shoulders and round waists has to lie down. It's a great way to drink wine.

And the wine in his pot has been ordered to be changed by Jing Er, and it is a real fruit mixed with honey water. This kind of thing is not even as good as beer, Yun Yue is confident that she can drink a large urn. The end result is not drunk, but death.

Jing Er, who was sitting on the roof, rubbed his head, as if meditating.

"Something seems to have been forgotten! What's going on? ”