Jiang Jiang began to fool around in Yuwen Mansion.

She had always wanted to learn foreign Chinese from Yuwen Zhengji before, but she didn't have the right time, and now she is using this time to learn.

But Yuwen Zhengji was not a good teacher by nature, even if he was a smart student like Jiang Jiang, he was only willing to teach for an hour a day, and he refused to teach anymore after more.

The rest of the time, he would rather let Jiang Jiang cook food for him, or accompany him to eat hot pot, or play games and cards, or even tell jokes and guess word puzzles, but he refuses to let Jiang Jiang study for a quarter of an hour.

"Don't be angry, I'm afraid you'll lose your brain," Yuwen Zheng saw that Jiang Jiang was unhappy and pretended to say: "One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and martial arts!" ”

"What do you call this?! When you are nervous, you only have one hour, but when you relax, you are wasting your life, right? Jiang Jiang retorted.

"That's not what you said, because you are smart, what others can learn in three or four hours, you can learn in one hour, and the rest of the time will of course be used as a reward," Yuwen Zhengji said unashamedly: "Besides, the apprentices of the church starved to death Master, and I don't want to be starved to death so soon." ”

"Where are you going to starve? Even if you don't have me as a student, you'll be fed and clothed every day, okay? Jiang Jiang really couldn't listen to his crooked reasoning: "Don't you know that the young man is sad if he doesn't work hard?" I don't know if the gray hair doesn't know how to study early, and the old man regrets studying late? ”

"You're exaggerating, you're not even sixteen yet, are you? I promise that by the time you are twenty years old, I will teach you all these Chinese languages that I know. Yuwen Zhengji said happily: "You are fine with everything else, but you are too anxious." Every day, I always think about making money, learning skills, so that when you are old, you look back, and you haven't enjoyed the time when you were young, which is not a pity? ”

Jiang Jiang rolled his eyes when he said it, and he really didn't want to go back and forth with him anymore, so he simply ran to the library of Yuwen Mansion to rummage through books to read, which can be regarded as self-charging.

But Yuwen Zhengji didn't want her to be so inspirational, and was always buzzing like a fly on the side.

"Okay Jiang Jiang, can you go and make me a plate of that little twist again? It's crispy, fragrant and crispy, and you can't get enough of it! ”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiang really regretted why he went to the kitchen on a whim to make a plate of pepper and salt small twist, originally thought that he should respect the teacher and teach him, since Yuwen Zhengji is willing to teach himself, then he must be treated as a teacher, ancient students have to pay for admission, modern students also have to pay tuition, they eat for nothing and live here, Yuwen Zhengji also teaches himself to learn foreign Chinese, of course, it can't be too rude.

That's why I made him a snack, but I didn't expect this guy to be addicted to it, and he kept grinding himself to make it for him.

"If you want to eat snacks, you can only have them when you teach every day," Jiang Jiang said with a businesslike face: "I promise that it will not be the same every day." ”

Jiang Jiang hopes that in this way, Yuwen Zhengji's enthusiasm for teaching can be improved, and he will not be as slow as he is now.

"I want to eat longan wontons for dinner," Yuwen Zhengji lay on his back on the soft couch, the posture was like Hawking possessed, and said lazily: "Yan Xi said that the back kitchen got a basket of particularly fresh prawns today, and the wonton is the most suitable." ”

Jiang Jiang sighed helplessly in his heart, this guy is a complete foodie.

Jiang Jiang really didn't want to lie there lazily and motionless like him, so he simply got up and went to the kitchen.

During this time, she has always missed the taste of dried tea, and remembers that her father also deliberately learned from a chef in Yangzhou. The procedure of making dried tea is very cumbersome, but it is very chewy and has a full taste, which is especially suitable for tea.

I have come from the crossing, and most of the food I cook is for my livelihood, like this, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and it is the first time to make a delicacy just to kill time, so Jiang Jiang also enjoys this process.

What's more, when making this delicacy, I always recall the figure of my father Jiang Yijun in my mind, which makes Jiang Jiang always have a lingering sadness in his heart.

She has always been a very strong person, especially when she encounters difficulties and setbacks, and especially does not like to shed tears.

At this time, the sadness caused by missing her relatives happened to neutralize the frustrations she encountered in reality, and it can be regarded as finding an outlet for her emotions.

Jiang Jiang was busy in the back kitchen for a while, sweating, and returned to the room to take a comfortable hot bath. Then I slowly changed my clothes, and it was already time for dinner.

Yuwen Zhengji refused to let her eat alone, and he had to eat with her at every meal. Jiang Jiang naturally knows this, so he doesn't make unnecessary concessions, and takes the initiative to come to Yuwen Zhengji's side every time he eats, and the maids and maids in the province are running back and forth to spread the word, and it is not easy for anyone in the winter. This dinner was naturally eaten in accordance with Yuwen Zhengji's instructions of fresh shrimp wontons, after Jiang Jiang's training, Yuwen Mansion's chef's skills naturally went to a higher level. Not to mention anything else, this shrimp wonton is indeed beautiful in color, flavor and flavor, and everything is not bad.

The two of them were eating, and Yan Xi hurriedly came in to say goodbye, and he didn't know if he was walking too fast or in a hurry, but at this time, Yan Xi's fat face was covered with beads of sweat.

"Young Master, Xiao Xu's personal entourage has just come to pass the word." Yan Xi stood still, still panting, and said.

"What is he going to do?" Yuwen Zhengji asked impatiently.

"He said that he wanted the young master to hand over the little white face surnamed Jiang within three days," Yan Xi looked at Jiang Jiang uncontrollably with his eyes when he said this: "Otherwise-"

"How else?" Yuwen Zhengji's expression was rare and hideous.

"It was he who said it, young master," Yan Xicheng said in fear, "Young master is angry! ”

"I'm not mad at you," Yuwen Zhengji said, "Whatever he says, you can learn well." ”

"Yes, yes, the little one understands," Yan Xi wiped the sweat from his head and said, "If he says otherwise, he will send someone to the house to arrest people." He also said that it would be bad if he hurt his son at that time, after all, you have a good relationship with Prince Zhaojing. ”

"Huh! This grandson really takes himself seriously," Yuwen Zhengji didn't laugh angrily at this time: "You tell him, believe it or not, I slept with his sister?" ”

Jiang Jiang didn't expect him to say such a sentence, he had heard that Xiao Xu sent someone to spread the word, most of which was related to himself. When I heard that, it was really like this, but why did Xiao Xu name the little white face surnamed Jiang instead of Jiang Beard?

Could it be that he has already learned that his identity as little brother Jiang is also related to Yuwen Zhengji? In that case, it's not safe to hide in Yuwen Mansion.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang wanted to take a sip of soup to suppress the shock, but who told Yuwen Zhengji to say something like that, which made her choke.