Ye Zichuan was not angry, he only looked at Meng Wei and raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that this roast duck also has another way to eat?" ”

"The little Hou Ye is so smart, this roast duck is too monotonous and greasy to eat, and the slave has a way to make the little Hou Ye feel less greasy when he eats it."

"How do you eat it?"

Since you can't dip the cucumber sauce, is there any strange way to eat it?

Meng Wei didn't care about Ye Zichuan's inquiring gaze, and bowed slightly and said: "Little Hou Ye, this roast duck does need sauce, but the sauce is different from the sauce contaminated with the cucumber, but even if the slave maid prepares it now, I am afraid that when the sauce is ready, this roast duck will be cold, and the taste will become firewood at that time, so the slave maid has another way to eat it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Zichuan to speak, Meng Wei got up and walked to a plate of steamed shrimp, and as soon as the chopsticks were extended, she pulled out the lettuce leaves holding the shrimp on the ground.

Although the skills and diversity of the chefs of the palace and those of later generations cannot be compared, they are also considered to be the top here, at least from this ingenious plating, and the nine points that can remove the unique seafood smell of seafood with or without chili peppers, Aunt Lin is indeed a skilled person.

This lettuce is full of three sheets, staggered from different directions, covering the entire white porcelain plate, making the red shrimp look more appetizing against the green lettuce.

It's just that this river shrimp does have a fishy smell when steamed, and Meng Wei prefers fried shrimp with salt and pepper flavor, which tastes more crispy and delicious.

Thinking that this little marquis eats most of the cooked food, he will definitely not get used to this whole raw lettuce, so Meng Wei blanched one of the lettuce in hot water for a few seconds, and then sandwiched a chopstick roast duck, a chopsticks cucumber, and a small spoonful of corn kernels and rice in it, and then carefully rolled these up with lettuce, which looked a little like KFC's chicken rolls.

Meng Wei couldn't hold back a smile and placed the rolled lettuce in the Yezichuan bowl, her eyes were full of hope: "Little Marquis, try it quickly, didn't you say two days ago that you felt tired when you looked at the rice in this summer?" Now you can try it, it will taste good when mixed together. ”

"Are you sure that so many dishes will taste good together?"

Ye Zichuan looked at the tightly wrapped green stuff in the bowl, with undisguised rejection on his face, so many things taste different, just messy together, it's strange if it can be delicious, he doesn't want to wronged his mouth.

However, how could Meng Wei, who had been in contact with various different status levels in her previous life, not see Ye Zichuan's rejection?

After all, when she first started business, there was not so much money to decorate the store, so some people with a little status would not come.

What's more, some identities are just ordinary white-collar workers, but they are picky and disliked not enough high-end atmosphere, and the dishes are not beautiful enough.

But there will always be people who are dissatisfied, and later she learned that there are some things, if it is a knock-off product with a high-end brand, then even if it is flawed, it is also tall in the eyes of some people.

So as soon as she had the money, she not only renovated the store, but was even willing to invest in publicity.

Of course, these are all afterwords, in short, now Meng Wei can see at a glance that there are three big words clearly written on the eyes and face of this little marquis: I don't believe it!

Meng Wei adjusted her expression, with a hint of determination and flattery in her smile: "What delicacies and seas haven't our little marquis tasted?" Such a simple way to eat naturally can't get into your mouth, so the slave maid came up with this method, but who is the little marquis? Naturally, it is a person who walks in the forefront, and future generations only imitate and learn, thinking of such a way that others have never heard of, you will definitely have the courage to try, and the slave is your hand-picked person who tastes the food, and naturally will think about the Hou Ye. ”

I have to say that Meng Wei's words not only slapped her ass quietly, but also carried a little agitation, saying that Ye Zichuan is at the forefront of the cutting-edge of food, if you don't dare to eat, you don't dare.

Ye Zichuan has been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and he has heard countless flatteries, where can he hear such words?

Besides, he did have some itching, and wanted to taste the roast duck that he had disliked before to taste whether it was more unpalatable or tasty with these things.

Thanks to Meng Wei's previous cloth vegetables and the plate of cucumbers, there was a wave of goodwill in front of him, but thinking that it was unpalatable, Ye Zichuan frowned again.

"It's okay for you to taste it, but if it's unpalatable, you will be punished to clean the room, if it's delicious, you will be transferred to the yard of the master today, and the master who will serve in the future will be satisfied, and your delicious food is also indispensable."

"Serve ...... Serving the little marquis? ”

Meng Wei's face changed, and when she saw the little maids around her, her eyes were full of envy and a little uncertain.

Isn't that what she thought?

But the original owner's body seems to be only ten years old, although this little Hou Ye is hanging, but the old Hou Ye heard that he is loyal, even if he also dotes on Hou Ye, but if the little Hou Ye has this special hobby, presumably Hou Ye will be the first to pick the skin of this little Hou Ye.

Thinking like this, Meng Wei was a little relieved.

But I didn't want Ye Zichuan to see Meng Wei hanging her head in a daze, there was no feeling of happiness in her voice, and she couldn't help frowning: "What?" Aren't you happy to serve in the yard? Do you know how many people are vying for this opportunity and want to grab it? ”

Listening to this sound full of gunpowder, it was difficult for Meng Wei not to hear anything.

This little devil is angry!

Gotta get it, it seems that she has to be smooth, otherwise when the time comes, this little marquis will be annoyed and angry, and she will really not be able to eat and leave.

So Meng Wei had an anxious look on her face, as if she was afraid that Ye Zichuan would misunderstand, her hands kept shaking: "Willing and willing, I can have the honor to serve the little marquis, the slave and maid are naturally willing, just now the slave and maid were just too shocked, thinking that they had just heard it wrong, so they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time." ”

"Really?"

Ye Zichuan's eyes were slightly hesitant, but seeing that Meng Wei's eyes were clear and determined, he thought that he was just a little girl who was only a few years old, and even if he had any thoughts, he couldn't deceive his eyes.

Thinking like this, Ye Zichuan felt more and more that what Meng Wei said was the truth, and he was just carried away by joy for a while.

So, Ye Zichuan was in a good mood and picked up the lettuce rolls in the bowl and tasted them.

Meng Wei saw Ye Zichuan eating it, and her eyes were staring at him tightly: "Little Hou Ye, how does this taste?" ”

Ye Zichuan's first feeling was the crispness of lettuce, and then he felt the crispy aroma of roast duck spreading in his mouth.