However, this is only the beginning, he has not yet tasted it, but there is a soft and crispy feeling, mixed with a little stickiness, which is the unique taste of corn.

These three flavors made Ye Zichuan full of chewing speed for a while, as if he was really savoring it.

After a while, Ye Zichuan swallowed the delicacy with some reluctance, and looked at the lettuce roll in his hand that had been bitten, so it looked like it was colorful and colorful in addition to green.

I don't know if it's because Ye Zichuan tasted this thing just now, so looking at it like this now, it doesn't make him feel messy, but through the yellow-orange-orange corn full of grains, the ruddy color, and the rouge rice with a faint aroma, under this background, it will be more like a delicious dish.

Just now he was worried that the taste would be unpalatable, so he just took a small bite and didn't eat the rouge rice.

But the feeling of conquering the taste buds just now was still there, so he couldn't help but open his mouth wide again, and tasted the indescribable delicacy just now.

The rouge rice is not only delicate and oily and ruddy in color, overflowing with fragrance, the taste is soft and tender, and the aftertaste is endless, so in Pyeongchang country, it can be regarded as priceless, only some emperors and queens in the palace and some noble concubines, or powerful people in the court can eat, even if the first product can eat no more than two people.

I didn't eat rouge rice just now, it already made him feel delicious, I thought it would be a little out of place with rouge rice, but I didn't want to fuse it with rouge rice, but it tasted more tender and delicious, and even brought a hint of chewiness.

Without looking up at Meng Wei, who was full of anticipation next to him, Ye Zichuan lowered his head and took a bite again, while pointing to the two remaining slices of lettuce on the side: "Ye is almost finished, you hurry up and wrap it, don't let Ye wait for you." ”

"Yes."

Meng Wei's eyes lit up, and she was busy using the two pieces of lettuce as she did just now.

waited until Ye Zichuan ate the other two lettuce rolls, and then stroked his stomach and felt satisfied: "Little girl, what's your name?" ”

"The slave's name is Meng Wei."

"Meng Wei, it sounds good, in the future, the master will call you Xiaoweizi, you will go and clean up the master's yard and let people arrange a place for you to live, and tomorrow will start to serve the master."

"Thank you, little marquis."

"Master Fang also said that there are many rewards for doing well, I don't know what reward you want?"

"Reward?" Meng Wei's eyes lit up, restrained the excitement in her heart, raised her eyes and glanced at the delicacies on the table, "Slave maid ......"

Before Meng Wei could speak, Ye Zichuan said again: "Of course, Ye has never been such a person who repents, let's say, what reward do you want?" ”

Ye Zichuan knocked on the folding fan in his hand, and looked straight at Meng Wei, as if with a hint of anticipation and expectation.

Wait a minute......

This expectation can be understood as Xiao Houye's self-righteous guess how she will choose, so what the hell is the expectation?

Meng Wei thought so, glanced at Ye Zichuan again, and found that she was not mistaken, the little marquis not only had expectation in his eyes, but even when she looked over just now, he suddenly reached out and teased her bangs, this look, could it be that she is inducing me?

Are you sure this little marquis has no other hobbies?

The original owner is only a ten-year-old girl, and this little devil doesn't even let go of children!

Meng Wei was a little worried in her heart, and then served in the courtyard of this little marquis, for fear that this little marquis would have something wrong with her - although the original owner's body looked like a stunted bean sprout, it couldn't stand some people's special hobbies.

However, before Meng Wei could speak, a 'swish' sound made Meng Wei completely come back to her senses, and then she found that the little marquis opened the folding fan with an impatient face: "Have you thought about it?" Your time is precious. ”

Meng Wei put on a look of surprise: "The slave maid has thought about it, the slave maid has been thinking about this wish for a long time, thank you for the fulfillment of the little marquis today." ”

Ye Zichuan looked at Meng Wei's surprised appearance, and his mood was a lot better, although this girl was thin and small, as if a gust of wind could float by, but the rest of those eyes were clear and moving, no other maid saw his obsession, and there was no coy attitude in the eyes of those boudoir women in the capital.

Ye Zichuan felt that with a little girl like Meng Wei, even if she offered to be his personal maid, there didn't seem to be anything bad, at least for the time being, it wouldn't disgust him.

Ye Zichuan thought well, but he didn't expect Meng Wei's next sentence to make him think that he was deaf for a while.

"The slave's wish is to eat a bowl of braised pork."

Red...... Braised pork?

"Your wish is a bowl...... Braised pork? ”

Looking at Ye Zichuan's eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded, Meng Wei lowered her head slightly, hiding the corners of her mouth that twitched a little and replied: "Yes, the slave maid has been thinking about braised pork for several days, and I heard that Aunt Lin's braised pork skills are very good, and the slave maid is really ...... Grunt. ”

Speaking of this, Meng Wei swallowed hard.

This is not what she pretended, but as soon as she really talked about braised pork, her brain unconsciously made up a plate of braised pork with all the color and flavor, so her saliva was so uncontrollable......

The sound of accidentally swallowing saliva is a little louder......

Ye Zichuan paused, he naturally didn't ignore Meng Wei's saliva just now, he glanced at the side with his head lowered, and from his angle, he could only see the slightly withered yellow hair, only to realize that she was unusually thin.

So in this little girl's heart, it seems understandable that braised pork is more important than him......

Ye Zichuan didn't know about the food situation of the maids in the house, and he didn't have the idleness, but he also knew that there were many people in the house, and it was impossible to let those people eat big fish and meat every day.

Swish!

Ye Zichuan folded the fan and nodded: "Since the master promised you before, your wish will be fulfilled, Xiao Yuanzi, you go to the kitchen now to explain, and let people prepare a braised pork...... Well, if you want a big bowl, you will say that it was given to Xiaoweizi by the master. ”

"Yes, sir."

The attendant who had been standing behind Ye Zichuan before hurriedly pulled out his legs and went to the kitchen, leaving Meng Wei alone in place.

Little, little Weizi?

Why does this title sound weird...... It's like the name of the father-in-law in the palace......

When the attendant came back, Ye Zichuan asked people to remove the things on the table, and left the house in a good mood.

It's just that what Ye Zichuan didn't know was that he had just left the house on the front foot, and someone on the back foot went to Mrs. Hou's courtyard to spread the news.

Huiyue-in

An elderly grandmother quickly entered the courtyard, and the grandmother who was waiting outside the door saw this, and hurriedly reported inside: "Madam, Mama Zhao is here." ”

"Mama Zhao? Hurry up and let her in. ”

When the grandmother entered the house and went to baptism, Mrs. Hou asked, "How?" Is Zichuan still unable to swallow today? If you go on like this, your body will definitely collapse, how can this be good. ”