But if it wasn't for the purpose of currying favor with His Highness Eleven, what would be the reason for him coming over at this time to ask this?

"Master Zhu rest assured, the chef is just overworked, I think he has not been in such a long carriage on weekdays, and he has taken medicine and injections, which will not have any impact on the work in his hands, just pay attention to rest in the future."

Cui Qishan explained, these people are inevitably too fussy one by two, the condition of the chef is not called a disease, like ordinary people who have this situation, they just rest for a few days, if it is replaced by Cui Qishan to judge by himself, he is afraid that he doesn't have to see it, let alone personally administer needles to her.

Thinking of this makes people angry, he is a dignified hospital envoy, and he was actually carried away by someone with the back of his neck collar like that, and today's young people are too unruly to know how to count.

"Master Zhu, don't blame the old man for being troublesome, is it possible that the chef Xia has any other identity? Otherwise, how can you have the ability to mobilize so many people", Master Cui saw that the guards and attendants on the left and right were some distance away from the two of them, so he took the opportunity to ask the question that was holding back in his heart.

You ask...... Q: Chef Xia's identity? That's really ...... Yes, why is Master Cui interested in her...... Interest? ”

Hearing Master Zhu's slightly unserious answer, Cui Qishan frowned, and let out a soft "hum" from his nostrils

Lord Zhu's personality has always been easy to talk when he gets acquainted with people in a non-officialdom situation, because most of his colleagues know that he is a somewhat naïve character and don't care, when has Cui Qishan met this type of person? I was a little annoyed at the moment.

Master Zhu didn't seem to notice the other party's emotional changes, and continued: "If you say...... Speaking of this sleeping girl, that's too ...... It's so promising, you say her...... Who is she? She was the flower of last year's Flower Street Orchid Autumn Festival... Oiran..."

"She's an Oiran?" , Even an old Confucian like Cui Qishan, who works in the palace all the year round, knows what Oiran means, it can be said that she is the top celebrity in Flower Street, and the chef himself has been to see it twice, whether it is from conversation to appearance, there is no place that can be called extraordinary, and it can even be said that the little maid next to her is better than her.

"No... That's right, last year's double Oiran, she... She's one of them."

Whatever she is, in short, she is just a cook in the mission, anyway, I don't think there will be any intersection with her in the next journey, Cui Qishan thought like this, and he didn't care what Lord Zhu continued.

Huamian rested for two days and was in an unprecedentedly good spirit, and was promised to return to work that night, at this time he was studying the recipe in the carriage, Xiaocui sat on the side and peeled the beans and said: "Just now Xiaoyin said that he would rest in the post station tonight, is it finally possible to have a bed to sleep?" During this time, the carriage slept so much that my back hurt, and only adults could sleep in the rooms of those small inns before, but tonight this is said to be quite a big station."

Hearing her say this, Hua Mian also misses the bed in her previous rental house that is not very big, but it is very soft, not to mention anything else, no one in this world can sleep on such a soft mattress even if it is a concubine or a prince.

It's just that sleeping in a carriage is worse than sleeping on a wooden bed, and for the sake of the shop promised by the concubine, these are all endured.

Xiaocui was full of curiosity about the post station she was about to stay in, and Hua Mian thought about the small post stations along the way, and she didn't have much hope for this one.