"Okay, boss." The cooks answered and immediately began to cook.

Apprentices handle the ingredients, and cooks make the herb packets and seasonings.

When Gu Xiaoyou was making the medicinal herb pack, he looked at it carefully, and saw that they could all accurately take the right medicinal materials, and drew a check mark on the small book in his heart.

Immediately after watching their cooking steps, Gu Xiaoyou walked around among them with his hands behind his back to inspect, and Zhixia accompanied him, looking at the cooks a little nervously.

"What are you nervous about?" Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhixia's hand funny: "The cooks are not as nervous as you." ”

"The slave is teaching others to cook for the first time, and I am a little worried." Zhixia said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, it's been good so far." Gu Xiaoyou comforted softly.

"Hmm." Zhixia replied softly, still nervously watching the cooks' movements.

Gu Xiaoyou smiled and stopped persuading, and continued to look at the cooks.

An hour later, the cooks prepared four kinds of medicinal food, and brought their finished products one by one to Gu Xiaoyou to taste.

Gu Xiaoyou held the dishes and chopsticks, tasted them one by one, and made comments from time to time.

"Well, it tastes good, put too much ginger, you can adjust it again, well, you did a good job, you are responsible for this ......"

After tasting twelve bowls in a row, Gu Xiaoyou touched his somewhat supportive stomach and wiped his mouth with toilet paper: "Congratulations on all of you are qualified, you can sell it in the afternoon." ”

As he spoke, Gu Xiaoyou burped and hurriedly covered his mouth with a tissue.

Hearing this, Zhixia and the cooks were very happy: "Great, then let's marinate the chicken nuggets now." ”

"And the medicine kit must be prepared."

"I'll have to prepare a few pots for the lamb stove."

After the cooks were overjoyed, they bowed to Zhixia and thanked him: "Thank you, Master Zhixia." ”

"You're welcome, I didn't do anything." Zhixia shyly dodged and ran behind Gu Xiaoyou to hide.

Gu Xiaoyou drank a few sips of tea before he suppressed the burp, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you guys go and prepare, don't scare Master Zhixia away." ”

"Yes, boss." The cooks smiled kindly, and when they saw the ceremony, they went to make preparations.

"Don't waste the food you have made, and give it to the people who copy the books." Gu Xiaoyou instructed the guy.

"Yes." The man answered, and then brought the medicinal food over with a tray.

"I'll just say you're okay." Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhixia's shoulder encouragingly: "I have something to be busy with, you will teach the cooks in the morning tea shop to cook in a while, don't be afraid, I'll go over when I'm done." ”

"Slave is not afraid, Miss, you can do things with peace of mind." Zhixia said with sparkling eyes.

"Well, of course I'm relieved to have you." Gu Xiaoyou smiled.

She said a few more words of encouragement, and took Zhixia to the backyard of the morning tea shop, the cooks were already waiting in the backyard, Gu Xiaoyou introduced Zhixia to them, and let them start today's training.

Zhixia was a little unnatural at the beginning, so he forgot about his nervousness when he started cooking, and carefully instructed the cooks to cook.

Gu Xiaoyou glanced at it a few times and said to Zhou: "If you are free, help me watch Dianzhixia, and I will come back when I finish my errands." ”

"With me here, you can rest assured." Zhou should admit it.

"Okay, thank you, Sister Zhou." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile, looked at Zhixia's teaching for a while, and saw that she taught well, so he left with confidence.

She went to the hospital first and used her mobile phone to check the drawing of a few foods, originally thinking that it was difficult to find such out-of-the-way food.

Who knew that when I searched on the Internet, Gu Xiaoyou swiped the screen of his mobile phone and looked at the various foods drawn by the painters on the social software: "It turns out that the home has just finished the beginning of winter." ”

No wonder there are so many paintings depicting Lidong food.

Gu Xiaoyou was dazzled, and finally chose the four pairs that she could draw well to start painting.

Set the mobile phone to be on, Gu Xiaoyou wrapped charcoal strips in toilet paper and made drafts on mulberry paper.

With the blessing of charcoal strips, Gu Xiaoyou drew quickly and well, and quickly finished the draft.

After that, I dipped a brush in paint to color the pattern, and it took me more than an hour to complete four more paintings.

"The craft is still there." Gu Xiaoyou looked at his work and said proudly.

After admiring his masterpiece for a while, Gu Xiaoyou gently dipped the water on the painting with toilet paper, and when the painting was completely dry, he took the four paintings and copied them to the bookstore.

She went directly to the backyard of the shop and went to find Mr. Feng, the foreman of the painter.

"Sir, could you please polish my poster and see if there is anything you can improve."

Mr. Feng took the four paintings, looked at them carefully, and because he had just eaten four meals, Mr. Feng was still very impressed, and immediately said: "This painting is good, boss, your painting skills have improved a lot." ”

Gu Xiaoyou scratched her head, she just learned to make drafts.

"You can help me perfect it again."

"Okay." Mr. Feng replied, thought about it before picking up the pen, and changed each drawing.

After Mr. Feng's processing, the painting immediately changed from modern to more ancient, adding a bit of elegance.

"You're amazing, you change so well every time." Gu Xiaoyou took the painting and said in admiration.

Is this still her painting? It's just a notch.

"You're polite, it's your good drawing, which gives you a lot of inspiration." Mr. Feng said modestly.

"I'm a realist, but I don't have your artistic conception." Gu Xiaoyou boasted, and without waiting for Mr. Feng to speak, he said: "Stop, I know you want to praise me again, let's stop blowing each other, I'll ask Mr. Mo to help me inscribe." ”

Mr. Mo is the foreman scholar of the book copying shop.

Mr. Feng nodded: "You go slowly." Respectfully sent Gu Xiaoyou to the door.

"Don't come out, it's cold outside, you're in the house." Gu Xiaoyou waved his hand and walked towards the shop.

As soon as I entered the door, a wave of heat rushed in.

There were six or seven braziers in the bookstore, and it was very warm.

The foreman was instructing a student to write, and as soon as the door opened, a cold wind blew in, and Mr. Mo immediately looked back.

"Boss Gu, you're here." Mr. Mo walked over and arched his hand: "Do you have any orders for coming?" ”

"yes, I've got something to do with you." Gu Xiaoyou took out the painting in his hand: "I want to ask you to help me write a few words." ”

Mr. Mo took the painting and looked at it: "Isn't this the medicinal food that was just delivered?" Do you want me to write the name of the dish? ”

"In addition to the name of the dish, it also has the function of medicinal food." Gu Xiaoyou said: "One or two of my words are fine, but if I write too much, it will not be so beautiful, so I will ask you for help." ”

"You're welcome." Mr. Mo brought the painting to his desk: "You come, I'll write it." ”

"Okay, this is a mutton oven, you use a medium-sized brush to write a larger mutton oven." Gu Xiaoyou pointed at the painting: "Just write this row." ”