"You still want to rob the royal family?" Li Jing nodded Yu Qizheng's nose.

"Wechen doesn't dare." Yu Qizheng hurriedly bowed: "I mean, if Your Highness doesn't want it." ”

"Don't give it to you!" Li Jing's expression was like that of a child snatching toys: "Who is that, Aunt Huang, right?" You go and talk to Chef Zeng, get ready, and go to Beijing to go to the imperial dining room in a few days. ”

Just as he was talking about this, Zeng Qingfu came in with a second dish. Hearing this, I couldn't even hold the plate steadily, if Aunt Huang hadn't grabbed it, I'm afraid this dish would have been ruined.

Zeng Qingfu knelt on the ground, and his farts ~ were almost to the sky: "His Royal Highness Prince Xie, His Royal Highness Prince Xie." ”

"Don't thank me, thank him if you want to." Li Jing said.

Zeng Qingfu kept talking: "Xie Shaozhan matter, Xie Shaozhan matter." ”

"By the way, you will go to Luofeng Town tomorrow first, cook all the dishes you can cook for Shao Zhan's parents, and then go to Beijing." Li Jing said.

Zeng Qingfu responded with another series of kowtows.

Li Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Qizheng, what did he mean: How is it? Interesting enough, right?

Yu Qizheng is also a series of thanksgiving.

In fact, he originally knew that Zeng Qingfu was from a family of imperial chefs, and his plan was for Li Jing. Because he knew that Li Jing didn't bring a cook with him this time. This, you still have to shoot the sycophants. It's good now, go straight to the imperial kitchen, it seems that there is no chance to fight the autumn breeze in the future.

And Zuo Hansheng, who was thorning Shi on the side, was thinking about one thing very seriously in his heart: If I recognize Shao Zhan as my godfather, I don't know if he will dislike me for being a little older?

What's that? Some people will say that you are ashamed to be a godfather at such an age to recognize someone who is a circle younger than you? I'm ashamed of you!

Do you have to be old to be a godfather? Those seventy or eighty-year-old people are still called "parent officials" in their early twenties.

I don't want to think about it, how many levels are higher than the county order? In the future, that's limitless.

Don't look at it, it only took a few days for people to go from a cloth cloth to a four-grade master?

Also, sycophants are a technique that those stupid people will never understand. Free and smart people know that whether it is in the shopping mall or in the officialdom, this is a basic skill.

At the lowest level, the horse's fart is slapped on the horse's leg, and if you don't do it, you will be pouted.

The last one, although it was not slapped on the horse's leg, even the person who was photographed felt disgusting when he heard it.

The next thing is to know all kinds of fancy shooting methods and be proficient. For example, what is clear and negative, what kind of analogy and metaphor, etc.

To the next level, it is to know how to judge the situation, when to shoot what kind of sycophants. I'm probably at this level now.

And the filming skills of Shao Zhan can only be described by the four words "perfection in the realm".

Today's operation not only praises the saint's sage, but also gives the prince the opportunity to show filial piety. Not only that, but in the future, when the saint eats Chef Zeng's dishes every day, it is inevitable that he will not think of the good of the recommender. Best of all, all of this doesn't need words at all.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes today, how could you have thought that someone would have entered the world of horse shooting at such a young age. In time, I will be a generation of grandmasters in the horse world!

Is it wrong to have a capable person as a teacher? Master is an elder, right? So, is it natural for my disciple to regard him as an elder?

Since I'm already my elder, what's wrong with me worshipping a godfather?