Chapter 207: A Stranger at Home

Looking at Qiao Jinyu on the side, Steward Zhao was even more embarrassed.

He just patted his chest and boasted in front of Qiao Jinyu, saying that he could cook.

Who would have thought that after not touching the spatula for a few months, he couldn't control the heat and the amount of oil needed for stir-frying, so he fried it all of a sudden.

Yan picked up a piece of lettuce and put it in his mouth with a look of disgust.

After chewing a few times, the look on his face became even more disgusted.

What the hell is this doing?

There is no comparison with what her daughter-in-law did!

Yan scooped another spoonful of soup, intending to use the soup to get rid of the strange taste in his mouth.

As soon as she took a bite, she put the bowl down and lost her appetite completely.

She looked at Steward Zhao, who had been busy for a long time, and she couldn't bear to say anything, so she turned to look at Zhao Kuo on the side.

"Kuo'er, there's nothing going on in the barracks, right?"

"It's okay, Vice General Liu has sent someone to investigate, it is the Xuanyuan Imperial Family that has civil strife, so the border city garrison will be frequently mobilized. In a short period of time, Xuanyuan should not have the energy to harass the Southern Qi border again. ”

Zhao Kuo finished speaking calmly, and also picked up the chopsticks and tasted a mouthful of lettuce, and his brows couldn't help but twist.

But he didn't say anything, and instead tasted other dishes, but the creases between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

He really didn't pick his mouth before, but now that his mouth has been raised, it is really difficult to swallow these rotten dishes again.

Just by looking at their expressions, Qiao Jinyu knew how the dishes on the table tasted.

Apricot eyes flashed, and she gently proposed, "Or, I'll cook in the future, right?" ”

She also has a laziness in her bones, and she enjoys a quiet life where she doesn't have to do anything.

But for the sake of her taste buds and stomach, she felt that it was better to be busy every day.

After all, if you can eat your favorite delicacy every day, such a day is considered happy.

That's why she chose to be a chef in the first place.

Yan and Zhao Kuo glanced at each other, and then at Steward Zhao, who was standing obediently on the side as if waiting for training, as if he was making some difficult decision.

In a few moments, all the reasons for Yan's refusal were defeated by appetite.

"Alas, Jinyu, then it's hard for you." Yan's face was full of guilt.

"It's all to blame for my bad memory, and I forgot to let your second uncle and aunt recruit two cooks when I was in Shengjing."

"But don't worry, I have already asked you Zhao Boxiu to return to Shengjing, and asked your second uncle and aunt to send it to Zhao Liang. When the cook arrives, you won't have to cook again. ”

"Madame said so, after all, I want to eat it myself. What is done by one person, what is done by ten people, and it is not hard to make a few more dishes. ”

Qiao Jinyu smiled, then stood up and picked up the soup on the table.

"This soup is a little cold, I'll take it and reheat it, Madame and the general will wait a minute."

Both of them understood that she was going to take the soup to be reprocessed, but they tacitly did not break it, and let her take the soup cup away.

About two quarters of an hour later, when she came back with the soup cup, Yan and Zhao Kuo silently scooped the soup into the bowl, and ate two bowls of soup and rice with the ingredients in the soup cup, and the dishes on the table were never touched again.

After resting for one night, after breakfast the next day, Qiao Jinyu and Zhao Kuo went to Qiao's house two streets away to visit Qiao's family, who had not seen each other for a long time.

Zhao Kuo and Steward Zhao were working together to remove the Shengjing specialties that Qiao Jinyu had bought from the carriage, Qiao Jinyu was standing outside the gate of Qiao's house, and was about to knock on the door, but the door panel suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a strange face.

Qiao Jinyu was stunned, are they in the wrong place?

She turned around and looked around, making sure that Steward Zhao had indeed not parked the car in the wrong place, and she had not gone to the wrong door, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Who are you? What about my father and Huai'an? ”