Xiao Shunzi was frightened by Wufu's words and almost vomited blood.

He immediately waved his hand to Wufu and signaled Wufu not to shout, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go." ”

Wufu pursed his lips and smiled, and shouted from Mo Jin's side, "Okay, you don't have to go." ”

Mo Jin was in the house, and when he heard Wufu shouting for a while, there was a smile in his eyes.

Wufu glanced at Xiao Shunzi, who was hurrying forward, and also laughed.

In ancient times, the concept of class was too heavy, and the distinction between masters and slaves was too clear.

Level by level, too rigid.

However, it's no wonder that they are, it's the rule.

However, here in Wufu, there are not so many rules.

According to her preference, she is willing to call whoever does the work, who has to go.

Who made their family Mo Jin the crown prince, the boss here, of course she can have the final say.

Wufu followed Xiao Shunzi to the kitchen.

Although Xiao Shunzi said that he had never done anything in the kitchen, his hands and feet were quite nimble, and he quickly lit the fire in the stove, and then Wufu got some exquisite millet, took a small iron pot, put the pot on the tail fire of the stove, and boiled it slowly.

Millet porridge is only delicious if it is boiled over low heat.

Wufu plans to make a few more delicate side dishes.

At noon, I made pork ribs for Mo Jin, and I made some side dishes that night.

A cucumber, an egg custard, and a little fungus.

These are all very simple, and the five blessings will be done in a while.

Then, she looked at Xiao Shunzi, who was burning the fire, with black pot ash on her face, and she looked quite embarrassed.

She remembered that Xiao Shunzi had been guarding outside, and Mo Jin hadn't eaten, so it was estimated that he wouldn't dare to eat.

She approached Xiao Shunzi and asked, "Xiao Shunzi, what do you like to eat, I'll make it for you, anyway, it's idle, this porridge has to be boiled for a while." ”

After hearing this, Xiao Shunzi immediately waved his hand, "I can't help it, the girl is a cook for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Wufu glanced at Xiao Shunzi and said with a smile, "Who is it for, how much can your prince eat, say, what do you want to eat." ”

Wufu raised his eyebrows, and he had to force Xiao Shunzi to say.

"I'm ......" Xiao Shunzi waved her hand, but her eyes swept over the ribs hanging on the board.

This afternoon, the garlic pork ribs that Wufu made for the prince were so fragrant that he couldn't wait to swallow his tongue when he smelled it on the side, he had never smelled such a fragrant dish.

Wufu didn't miss Xiao Shunzi's eyes, smiled at him, and took off a piece of ribs.

It was washed and pickled, and then a busy meal, and when the millet porridge was boiled, the pork ribs were also ready.

Xiao Shunzi watched from the side, feeling extremely troublesome, and he was embarrassed.

Fortunately, Wufu's hands and feet are fast, and it will be made in a while.

Wufu put the ribs on the board and said with a smile, "Xiao Shunzi, you can eat here, these are all yours." ”

Xiao Shunzi was moved, his eyes were red, he didn't know how many years he hadn't eaten a hot meal, or he had eaten it from me.

Wufu went to see the porridge, stirred the porridge with a spoon, and saw that there was a lot of porridge, so he asked Xiao Shunzi, "Do you want to eat some porridge, if you want to get it, I'll leave some for you, if you don't like it, I see that there are still some steamed buns left, you can eat it if you heat it." ”

Actually, Xiao Shunzi didn't like Wufu before, and felt that this girl was too unruly, and too strong, she said whatever she wanted, and she didn't take into account other people's opinions.

But now, he thinks this girl is very good.