"Thank you Brother Huang for your advice, I don't panic now."

Lin Zehai's calmness about his own shortcomings made him hate it: "The poetry meeting is just a reason for everyone to meet, people with status don't need to make poems, only those who want to be famous will work hard at the poetry meeting." ”

He explained attentively, and did not forget to remind: "It stands to reason that this is so, but it is hard to guarantee that no one wants to embarrass you at the poetry meeting, you can find someone to help you write a few poems and prepare." ”

"Haha, the royal brother is really thoughtful for me. I appreciate the kindness, but I won't find someone to write it for me in advance. He shrugged his shoulders, and his appearance vanished as he moved.

He actually didn't care about being ridiculed: "Who in the whole capital doesn't know that I used to be a beggar?" Even beggars can make poems, so the threshold for "writing poems" is too low. If those people push me, don't blame me for hitting them back with this! "He's kind of right.

"So what do you have to worry about?" Lin Tiankuo was puzzled.

Lin Zehai winked at him, leaned over to him, and said in a joking tone in a low voice: "I'm worried about my life's safety." Brother Huang, don't let anyone hurt me. ”

How can there be such a person!

Lin Tiankuo was surprised, he was like this in his previous life?

"Me and my people won't do anything to you!" Lin Tiankuo threw down this sentence depressedly and left without looking back.

This imperial brother has a very thin face, and if he teases him casually, he can't hang his face.

There is no obvious hostility towards himself, and the style with expressions written on his face is not like a deep Chen Fu. Was the assassination before entering the palace really committed by him?

At the poetry meeting, I will find an opportunity to test him again. If the assassination wasn't his doing, someone wanted to make their brothers fight. What benefits will that person get from it?

Also, will Chen Xiaoyun be among the invitees at this poetry meeting?

The porter handed Chen Xiaoyun, who was about to enter the house with two girls, a post. She was in a hurry to prepare dinner for the old lady, handed it to Xiaocui to put away, and walked straight to the small kitchen.

She came back a little late today, and she wanted to cook a simple dish. In addition to the kitchen lady, there is also an Aunt Zhao, who is the daughter-in-law of the newly recruited cook.

Chef Zhao was very dissatisfied with the housekeeper's arrangement for his daughter-in-law to go to the lady's place to help at first, but he had just entered the mansion and couldn't offend the housekeeper, so he had no choice but to agree.

Afterward?

Later, he hated to go to the young lady's kitchen to help!

My mother-in-law is so stupid, many young ladies don't remember the details of cooking! He didn't dare to shout at his daughter-in-law, for fear that she would be scared and forget more!

Aunt Zhao knew that her husband valued the dishes made by the young lady, so she was even more attentive to helping. I had a tacit understanding with the young lady, and cut the greens and tomatoes into cubes according to her instructions.

Chef Liu lit a fire, and Li Yi began to make noodles.

She wants to make gnocchi soup today, and the point of this bowl of soup is that the gnocchi should be distinct. In order to do this, the dough cannot be made in an ordinary way.

She stirred the flour and salt well, picked up the flour basin, and shook it constantly. Xiaolan slowly poured water as she instructed.

Li Yi's original words were: "As slow as you can, you can be as slow as you can." Try your best slowly. ”

When the flour comes into contact with a small amount of water, it becomes a small ball. Shake for a minute or so, and the gnocchi is ready.

Heat oil in a pan and sauté the tomatoes. Sauté the tomatoes to remove the juice and add two bowls of water and a spoonful of soy sauce. After boiling, add the gnocchi, finally pour in the diced greens and drizzle with the egg mixture.

A bowl of delicious and pleasing gnocchi soup is ready.

Seeing the old lady's satisfied expression as she drank the soup infected her. It is very rewarding to make your own food that others can accept and love.

The old lady drank two bowls, and seeing that she was about to drink the third bowl, Li Yi hurriedly stopped: "Eating too much at night is easy to accumulate food." ”

"Recently, my appetite seems to have grown, and I don't feel like I can eat two bowls." The old lady still wanted to struggle.

Liu's mother also helped on the side: "It is said that the stomach will adjust the size according to people's appetite." The better the appetite, the bigger the stomach will be, and it won't hold up. ”

Li Yi couldn't cry or laugh, and the adaptability of her stomach was indeed very strong. Those big stomachs who can eat five meals of other people's food in one meal are only so powerful after training. However, no one can guarantee that this way of eating will not cause damage to the body.

She could only say helplessly: "If you like it, my granddaughter will make it for you tomorrow night." ”

"Okay, then we've decided, you can make me "pimple soup" tomorrow night! ”

Li Yi was amused by the old lady's childish tone: "The granddaughter must remember." ”

"You probably haven't had much time to cook for me lately." The old lady was very aggrieved.

Li Yi patiently comforted: "How come? The granddaughter has nothing else to do every day except write recipes and cook. ”

"Today the concierge received a letter of worship for you, because you are not at home, and he doesn't know if the matter is urgent, so he handed it to me."

Only then did Li Yi remember that the porter had indeed given her a post.

"My granddaughter hasn't had time to see it yet, but there's something urgent?" She stuck out her tongue.

The old lady nodded her forehead and feigned anger: "In addition to cooking, I also serve snacks for other things." ”

"My granddaughter knows."

In the face of such a well-behaved granddaughter, the old lady couldn't really get angry, and said helplessly: "It was the young lady of the Song Shilang family in the household who invited you to the poetry meeting of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Poetry Club!

Finally, it is time for every traverser to encounter a classic scene - plagiarism poetry conference.

Each time-traveler seems to have a mission to bring the poetry of their own time and space into a new plane. There are always all kinds of people who force them to write poetry for all sorts of strange reasons.

Is it finally her turn?

Ha ha!

What kind of poetry did she use to make a splash? How about the song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" that "covers the whole Tang Dynasty alone"? Will it be too sharp? It's better to copy a seven-word poem in a low-key manner.

"Have you gone out these days and met Miss Song from the household waiter's house?"

The old lady's words pulled her back from fantasy to reality.

Just now, she was excited when she only heard the word "poetry meeting", ignoring the person who invited her - Song Yihan.

That woman was too enthusiastic, she definitely didn't have a good heart, the poetry club still didn't go, and it was also a good choice to honestly design the decoration of the restaurant at home.

"Well, the first time I went out, I met because of the carriage rental."

She showed a strong interest in me that day and stuck to me all the time, and finally got rid of me. I don't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

"Isn't it a pleasant process of getting to know?"

Li Yi's eyes widened in surprise: "Old lady, you are too powerful, how did you guess?" ”

"If she is sincere in her fellowship with you, the first meeting should be in a place where you are comfortable." The old lady reminded.

Li Yi frowned and thought.

"You mean, she deliberately asked me to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to make me uncomfortable?"

The granddaughter is not too stupid yet.

The old lady explained to her in detail: "People are divided into three, six, nine and so on. The status of people who can go to the Prime Minister's Mansion is not much different. They have their own circle, and how difficult it is for outsiders to get in. ”

Li Yi was puzzled: "The young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely not invite me, how can Song Yihan take her to invite me?" ”

"It's difficult, but a lot of people want to squeeze into that circle. Therefore, they will find ways to connect with the people inside through various channels. ”

"Why can't they allow these people who have come in through their connections to join the meeting?"

"These people can bring them fun." The old lady replied very succinctly.