Liang Jingyin in front of her looked at the old elder in front of her, and the smile on her face did not have the frame of being a noble person at all.

I saw that she did not turn around and leave as expected, nor did she refute the elder.

She gently took the work from her mother-in-law's hands.

The old woman was surprised that Liang Jingyin could be so close to the people, and her hands were very smooth, as if she had been working in the room for many years.

The small buns in the steamer came out of the pot after a while.

At this time, the mother-in-law remembered that the time when she had just spoken to the noble person was the time when the steamed buns were ripe.

If it weren't for Liang Jingyinlu's hand, I'm afraid the taste of this bun today would not be fresh.

The old woman, who realized it later, suddenly turned red, she never dreamed that the catastrophe that she almost broke out today because of the arrival of the nobles could be so easily resolved.

"Whew." Liang Jingyin, who finally saved the little bun from the dire situation, also breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Mother." The old woman's face turned red with shame, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Liang Jingyin, and said: "Fortunately, there is a mother here today, otherwise, if the old slave is in trouble." ”

The voice was very sincere, which made the onlookers look confused, because okra didn't know what was going on, how could she thank Liang Jingyin?

Liang Jingyin doesn't think it's a credit, on the contrary, it's all what she should do.

"Old woman, if you don't meet me today, you will naturally keep an eye on the steamer in front of you, my arrival will distract you, and naturally let me solve your problems."

Now it's hard for the old woman to say anything and want to push Liang Jingyin out.

"Mother, you can use whatever you want in this kitchen, hey, my old bones are really useless."

The old woman's somewhat deflated appearance made Liang Jingyin hurriedly comfort softly: "Mother-in-law, it's okay, I'll help you." ”

A smile appeared on Liang Jingyin's face that Qinghe had never seen before.

The sunlight outside the window shone on Liang Jingyin's face, making Liang Jingyin look extraordinarily gentle, and even the clothes on her body seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light.

Time seemed to have returned to her previous life, and the enthusiastic Liang Jingyin was also so helpful at that time, and her innocent smile couldn't help but make Qinghe stunned.

Qinghe, who was disgusted with the whole dirty mess of the kitchen, was infected by this light and stepped into the house as if fascinated.

The years are quiet, but in the eyes of some people, they just can't see half of the good.

Everything that happened in front of her made the think crookedly.

"Liang Guiren, the incident you caused is not small."

Looking at Liang Jingyin, who was silly and sweet, she was a snob herself, she decided to ask for a little favor, pinched her male duck voice, and said.

"Even if you stop there, we'll have to run over the whole kitchen to look after you, and we can't afford to work any longer."

"I don't know if Niangniang can take care of it, otherwise, we professionals can't stand a person's blind command."

The ran out and stood there, and the whole person was like a hill.

Her two grease-covered fingers rubbed together, secretly pointing to asking Liang Jingyin for money.

Then she recognized that Liang Jingyin was a bully, but she was really blindsided.

Seeing that Liang Jingyin is a bully, she is delusional and can take advantage of the is really speechless.

Liang Jingyin also put away the smile on her face, and the momentum of her whole face changed instantly.

Turning around, Liang Jingyin faced this fierce woman, the sun was shining obliquely on Liang Jingyin at this time, illuminating the entire left side of her face as translucent as ice and snow, and illuminating the entire right face like a phantom, full of shadows.

The same smile, a different aura.

Liang Jingyin smiled: "Are you professional? Do you deserve it? ”

It's the same smile as before, but the feeling is very different.

If the former is a warm winter sun, now it is undoubtedly mixed with malicious flames.

If you are not careful, you can let this little flame run on your fingers and make the whole person fall into a point of no return.

The subconsciously thought that this little master was not easy to mess with, and retreated.

"Little master, in fact, your identity is here, you don't have to worry about the little one, the little one just listens to your orders." The woman's eyes rolled ill-willedly.

Hearing such words, if Liang Jingyin in her previous life would definitely feel that the tricky person had bowed her head, and the matter could be turned over.

In fact, the story is far from over. If Liang Jingyin doesn't plan to pursue it, it is Liang Jingyin who suffers.

The woman in the harem, how broken her mouth is, ordinary people don't understand, Liang Jingyin has lived two lives, how can she not understand?

Today, if the can say such specious words, tomorrow, the entire harem will spread the word about Liang Jingyin's bullying in Cining Palace, relying on her own rights and doing misdeeds.

In the face of this kind of scum, the corners of Liang Jingyin's mouth hooked up with a cold temperature, and said: "When I first came to this harem, I have already sat in the position of a nobleman, which is naturally different from the lonely layman in the deep palace. ”

The unexpected attitude of the made the's whole person a little overwhelmed, Liang Jingyin actually didn't plan to forgive herself?

"Well, let's try it." Liang Jingyin's expression approached the without a trace of loosening, making the subconsciously take a step back, and her momentum immediately became shorter.

"How, how." The trembled and said, "What do you think, how can you compete?" ”

"I, a nobleman, don't bully boys, just take what you're best at." Liang Jingyin casually pulled out a kitchen knife and said, "Let's try my cooking skills." ”

When she heard this, the great stone in the woman's heart fell to the ground.

One is a nobleman who has just come to prominence, and the other is a cook who has been crawling in the kitchen since he was a child.

Isn't it obvious who is the better cook?

"Mother, are you really going to try your hand at cooking with me?" If you try to compare other poems and songs, then the is really not good, a noble man who can fiddle with small buns wants to challenge the chef, will it be too whimsical?

Not to mention a, even the old woman's chrysanthemum-like face is wrinkled like a ball of waste paper.

Even if you have practiced cooking, it is just a hobby, no matter how powerful a person's hobby is, don't try to challenge other people's jobs.

Liang Jingyin's appearance, many of the little chefs present fell in love with Liang Jingyin, and pleaded: "Aunt Li, how can you compare with nobles, this is too unorthodox." ”

The little cook pleaded, "Let's not compare." ”