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Yuan Jiyue pushed open the kitchen door and saw Uncle Liu busy behind the stove, with a piece of dough on the sticky board in front of him, kneading it with both hands, even if she was a layman, she could see that his technique with noodles was skillful and measured, and the kneading noodles were absolutely glutenous. There were also a bunch of small golden flowers, a few small bowls and celadon bottles, and water was boiling in a large cauldron, so it was impossible to see what he was going to cook.

Glancing around, the cook and the girl boys are not there, so I won't be waiting for a while!

She smiled and said hello to Uncle Liu and walked in his direction.

When Uncle Liu heard the voice, he stopped the movements of his hand, looked up at her, and said with a smile: "The immortal master got up early, and he only rested at the end of the day, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

"I've been asleep for hours. Uncle Liu, isn't this also up? ”

Where can the two of them compare, Uncle Liu said funny: "That's because I'm old and young." ”

"It doesn't matter if you sleep less, it's best to sleep soundly. I think Uncle Liu is in good spirits. Yuan Jiyue shook her head and walked to him. She is telling the truth, it depends on Uncle Liu's complexion and spirit, his health is good, he must have no major illnesses on weekdays, and there are few minor illnesses.

"Thanks to you." Uncle Liu answered, lowered his head and hurriedly got alive, "The cook has made all the rice, warm it on the fire, and when the dish in my hand is finished, we will start the meal." The immortal master might as well take a walk around the house if he has nothing to do, the scenery in the garden is good, it's better than getting a smell of oil smoke here, isn't it? ”

"Out of the way. Seeing that you can't be busy alone, I'll give you a hand. Yuan Jiyue smiled and smelled the fragrance of flowers, this kind of flower is very small, there is no taste at all when a few are together, and the fragrance is very strong when they are gathered together, strong and vulgar.

"The immortal master is going to cook?"

"Over the years, I have traveled from south to north, and some local dishes are not eaten anywhere, so I will learn how to make it for myself when I want to eat, but it is too complicated to learn and I can't do it." Yuan Jiyue gestured to herself, "As long as you don't think I'm stupid, I'll give the old man a mess today." ”

"Where can I be!" Liu Bo denied it again and again, even if he really didn't expect that an immortal master would cook before. He wiped his hands, picked up the water scoop and scooped water from the water tank, and added the porcelain basin on the table to seven points full, "Then ask the immortal master to do a meticulous job and wash these osmanthus flowers," he threw the water scoop directly into the tank, and spread a new white cloth on the edge of the basin, "Then wipe it dry with a cloth, there can be no water at all, otherwise it will not be fragrant if you enter the filling!" ”

Yuan Jiyue listened to him carefully, and rolled up the sleeves that were too long to affect his actions. Grab a handful of osmanthus flowers in both hands and throw them into the water, gently washing off the floating ash on them, being careful not to break off the tiny petals. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Uncle Liu, who had returned his attention to the noodles, the dough was not large, he kneaded it into long strips, cut it into small pieces with a knife, and crushed it into round slices with a rolling pin.

"Uncle Liu is skillful in this move, but he has specially learned it?"

Uncle Liu said casually: "What is the need to learn specially, I have no father or mother, I have been asking for food for a few years, and I have learned the skills when I am older, but I am also a poor man, I have no money to go to the restaurant, so I tinker in the kitchen by myself, and there will be a lot of time after a long time." ”

"Now it's all bittersweet."

"Isn't it? Now I follow the eldest young master, mixed with the position of a housekeeper, the young master of the family business can't take care of it now, I also take care of it, the life is a little busy, but comfortable. ”

"I don't know how long Uncle Liu has been with the eldest son?" Yuan Jiyue picked up a handful of osmanthus flowers and joked, "I see that the two sons are very dependent on you, just like their families." ”

"I'm seventeen years older than the eldest young master, and I hugged him when he was born, and I've known each other for thirty years." Uncle Liu's movements were very sharp, and he rolled out more than a dozen doughs as he spoke, and he sighed very much when he talked about Dong Yuanyuan, "The young master came to Luoyang to do business, and I also accompanied him all the way. ”

"In this way, the feelings are really deep."

Uncle Liu said: "Otherwise, how can there be a reason for the housekeeper to eat at the same table with the young master." ”

The steward is also a subordinate, and he cannot eat with the lord's house in someone else's house, but must prepare a meal alone and eat it in his own house. And he didn't just last night, as long as the table was set in the house, he would definitely serve the table.

After about 20 dough rolls out, he began to make the filling, pouring the light honey into the brown sugar that had been fried a long time ago, and then pouring the washed osmanthus into it, stirring well. He spread the dough in the palm of his hand and asked, "Can the immortal master make rice balls?" ”

"Never done before."

"Easy." Spread the hand in front of Yuan Jiyue's eyes, dig the stuffing with a small spoon and put it into the skin, and then lift the corners of the skin up and seal the mouth, and knead it into a round ball.

Yuan Jiyue did it step by step according to what he taught, her movements were a little clumsy, and the wrapping was uneven, but it was finally a rice ball, and Uncle Liu praised her for learning quickly with a smile, "As long as the stuffing doesn't leak out, it's done." ”

The water had already boiled, so they waited for them to wrap it and threw it into the pot, and it was done.

Uncle Liu looked at the rice balls at the bottom of the pot, wiped his hand on his clothes, and smiled with satisfaction and relief.

can make him so attentive, it is estimated that it is made for Dong Yuanyuan or Dong Manman, with his current status in the house, the only ones who can let him cook in person are the brothers, he watched Dong Yuanyuan grow up... The people Dong Yuanyuan knows, even if he doesn't know everything, he should know everything. Yuan Jiyue washed her hands directly in the pot where she washed flowers, and pretended to ask casually: "Isn't there a hostess in the Dong Mansion?" ”

Uncle Liu sighed: "The old lady went before she enjoyed it." ”

"I think the eldest son is not young, why is there no marriage match?" She guessed that there were no elders in the Dong Mansion, otherwise she would have come out to entertain guests last night.

When she asked this, Uncle Liu's face froze, as if he had been poked in his heart, and he was silent for a long time, and spoke to her perfunctorily for the first time: "Our young master has such a body, I'm afraid that no girl from any family is willing to marry." ”

Yuan Jiyue continued to ask: "Is there a girl who is familiar with the eldest prince?" ”

Uncle Liu was dazed, hesitated and did not answer.

"It's not that I mean to inquire about private affairs in the house." Yuan Jiyue spoke gently, shook off the water in her hands, took out a hairpin from her arms and held it to him, "It's a big deal." ”

The style of the hairpin is too ordinary and simple, and the Dong Mansion is not monstrous and rich but also has some family background, and this kind of color can't get into their eyes, but Uncle Liu's eyes were straight from the moment he saw it, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, and squeezed out of his throat word by word: "This thing... How could there be an immortal master? ”

Yuan Jiyue looked over with his eyes, and sure enough, he knew.

"Pulled out of the hands of the dead."

"What!"

Yuan Jiyue handed him the hairpin and explained the matter to him in detail, from the letter she received from Mrs. Chen, to how she met Dong Manman and went home with him, and her thoughts.

After listening, Uncle Liu said incredulously: "The immortal master knows what he is talking about? ”

Sure enough, let him believe that he has always been on his lips, and he does not forget to praise it in and out of his words, when a person who has been with his relatives for thirty years raises a bloody monster and becomes an accomplice to harming people, it is not enough to say a few words. Yuan Jiyue had already expected his reaction, and at this time, her arms naturally drooped, clasped her hands, and said calmly: "I know." ”

"You say that the owner of the hairpin is a zombie and a monster? And say that our young master raised her? ”

He was just repeating what Yuan Jiyue had just explained. Yuan Jiyue asked sharply: "Then dare to ask if the owner of the hairpin is no longer alive?" But does the eldest prince know her? ”

Uncle Liu looked away and didn't look at her, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"I haven't seen the eldest prince with zombies, nor have I seen him smash his own home," Yuan Jiyue patiently explained, "but do these matter?" If it weren't for the evidence, I wouldn't have made a conclusion, the corpse on his body is the best evidence, and the tooth marks, strange words and deeds, can all be connected to explain everything that happened. Is it a coincidence? ”

Uncle Liu was dumbfounded.

"And Uncle Liu, your reaction also proves that they do know each other. All the clues so far confirm my suspicions. She said in a firm tone, "I was 80% sure before, but now, I am 100%. ”

Uncle Liu couldn't help but admit that he was listening to her carefully, and he had already begun to doubt in his heart.

And...

"If I could, I would also like to ask him face to face, where he hid the zombie, and what the identity of the female zombie was, how simple it is, but he wouldn't say." She persuaded bitterly, "I see that the eldest prince trusts you very much, and you also said that you have known him for thirty years, and I feel that you should know something inside, and you really care about him, so you will tell you everything." ”

"It's not that I don't believe in the immortal master," Uncle Liu's body stiffened, and his whole person was as nervous as a stretched bow, "It's just that if that's the case, the things involved behind it are really..."

He couldn't go on again.

"I don't know much about zombies." Yuan Jiyue emphasized, "If he really raised corpses, I don't know how he raised them for so long, but he has already been bitten, who knows if the zombies will attack him again?" ”

In a word.

For Uncle Liu, what could be more important than Dong Yuanyuan's safety?

"The inference of the immortal master, I don't doubt it... The owner of this hairpin is an old acquaintance with our son-in-law, and passed away two months ago. He knew far more than the current Yuan Jiyue, but he had never thought in this direction. Now that he has been awakened, the time of the death of the owner of the hairpin is the same as the time of the first murder of the zombie, and he even believes this inference in his heart than Yuan Jiyue himself, "But this matter is a wound in the child's heart, I want to see is believing, and I am sure that she is the zombie in the city, so I will tell the story to the immortal master." ”

This is not necessary, looking at his scattered appearance, there must be some secret involved in this matter. Yuan Jiyue has no habit of listening to other people's private affairs: "After all, it's not a trivial matter, it's good to be able to confirm it with your own eyes." But if it can be verified, I just want to get rid of the zombies, and I'm afraid no one knows the layout of the house better than you, you just need to tell me where it is most convenient for Tibetans. If you are embarrassed about other unrelated private matters, you don't need to tell me. ”

"Nope." The glutinous rice balls are cooked and float to the surface of the water. Uncle Liu put the rice balls out of the pot, no more, no less than a bowl, sprinkled a few osmanthus flowers left in it, put it into a small spoon, and he brought the bowl to Yuan Jiyue with both hands, "This rice ball is made of cinnamon honey, I originally thought that the immortal master would never know the meaning behind it, but now I may have the opportunity to tell the immortal master." ”

Yuan Jiyue took the bowl of ordinary rice balls.

The dessert he tossed out early in the morning turned out to be made for her, and she was the only one.

"I'll go and see the ledger later, and ask the immortal master to wait," he said, "and ask the immortal master to go out with me tonight, and I'll take the immortal master to find the girl's grave to see if the body is still there." ”

If he wasn't, he would have been able to make up his mind.