Xiuzhu walked over, first saluted Li Miaoxian and Mrs. Gu, and then asked with a smile: "Miss, what are you looking for Xiuzhu?" ”

Li Miaoxian repeated to Xiuzhu what Mrs. Gu had just asked her.

Xiu Zhu glanced at the dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Mrs. Gu is really amazing!" The dish in this is called sour bamboo shoots, it is the spring time of the common people, pick the freshest bamboo shoots, process them cleanly, pickle them with a special method, the taste is sweet and sour and crisp, fried with wild boar, the most delicious. ”

Listening to Xiuzhu's introduction, several ladies at the same table looked over, and Xiuzhu smiled and said, "How many ladies have a taste?" Isn't it more delicious than freshly picked bamboo shoots in spring? ”

The maids behind several ladies saw that their wives had set their eyes on the plate of bamboo shoots, and coincidentally put some into the bowl in front of their wives.

There was silence on the table, and the sound of several ladies could almost be heard chewing.

After a while, seeing that the dishes in the mouths of several ladies were swallowed, Xiuzhu asked, "What is this?" Can the ladies give a judgment? ”

Seeing that the faces of several ladies showed amazing expressions, Mrs. Gu quickly stood up and asked nervously, "What do you think?" She's a kid messing around! ”

"What nonsense?" A lady in dark green clothes waved her hand and said, "I think the taste of this dish is really rare." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xiuzhu and turned his head sideways, as if waiting for her to answer.

Li Miaoxian smiled faintly, pointed at Xiuzhu, and said softly: "Madame praised it falsely, it's all this girl's idea, if you like it, I'll ask her to copy the recipe to you when you go back." ”

When the lady heard her say this, she hurriedly stopped talking and led the others to other places. You must know that whether it is a prescription or something else, it can be sold for money. Li Miaoxian is a little girl, and she may not understand the Tao inside, so she said it easily, but she understands, how dare she easily accept gifts from others?

Who knew that she had just crossed the topic here, and Xiuzhu over there had already responded crisply, and then continued: "Well, I'll take a pen and write it down in a while, write a few more copies, and when the time comes, the lady will eat well and give a copy." ”

After Xiuzhu finished speaking, he looked at Mrs. Gu again, and asked with a smile, "Mrs. Gu, do you think this is good?" ”

Mrs. Gu smiled awkwardly and said yes.

People want to pretend to be generous, why is she stopping? I don't have to look stingy.

However, thinking about it again, the thing belongs to Li Miaoxian, if she marries at that time, then it is her son He Yunqing's, and it belongs to their He family. Now, seeing Li Miaoxian taking the things of the He family as a favor, it doesn't feel like that in my heart! But thinking about it left and right, he couldn't think of an excuse to stop it, so he could only stare at Li Miaoxian secretly, and scolded in his heart: "Daughter-in-law of a ruined family!" ”

Li Miaoxian didn't know what Mrs. Gu was thinking, and after ordering Xiuzhu, she only felt that Mrs. Gu's face had become obscure, she glanced at her worriedly, and asked softly in her ear, "Is Aunt tired?" Uncomfortable there? Do you want to go back and take a break? ”

Mrs. Gu squeezed out a smile on her face, waved her hand reluctantly, and then dropped her chopsticks and stopped eating angrily.

Xiuzhu stood behind Li Miaoxian, saw all this in his eyes, and blinked in dismay, could it be that Mrs. Gu's thoughts haven't stopped?

That's a problem!

People say that it is difficult to prevent thieves day and night. With a blood relative like Mrs. Gu, it is even more difficult for Li Miaoxian to be on guard, right? What's more, she is still a careless person...... There is still a long way to go!

After chatting for a while, Li Miaoxian found an excuse and returned to the main position. Xiuzhu also took the opportunity to retire, still standing in an inconspicuous place at the door, directing everyone to serve food and wine.

After eating a meal, the banquet is bustling above, and there are frequent small movements below the banquet. Everyone has their own careful thoughts, birthday worship is just a beginning, the important thing is to do in private when worshipping birthday.

Because she was standing far away, she couldn't hear the words of many people in the audience. But fortunately, the place where the door is located is very close to the separated men's seats, especially An Guogong's seat, which is just opposite, as long as she stares at the movement of his lips, it is clear what he said and did with whom.

Because there is a skill called lip reading.

What the imperial grandmother taught, it works very well.

Today's old man He is obviously very excited, following behind An Guogong, he helped him block a lot of wine along the way, even if he is a weak eldest son, he is allowed to drink a glass of wine.

Lu Kun also followed An Guogong's side, and the wine poured into his stomach like running water. Xiu Zhu looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled, this is not like a person who has just recovered from a serious illness, and I don't know in what name he followed An Guogong's side? Master He is the uncle of Anguo Mansion, He Yunqing and He Yunwei are serious cousins, and Li Zhen is even more powerful, that is the eldest son of Shu, and he was the only male in Anguo Mansion before.

What is he?

Prospective uncle?

The eldest aunt or the second aunt?

Phew, the skin is really thick!

When Xiu Zhu looked at Lu Kun, Ning Yuan also happened to raise his wine glass, his eyes glanced to this side, seeing Xiu Zhu's expression and movements, his hand paused slightly, raised his eyebrows, and quickly turned his head to the side.

Xiu Zhu flew in his direction and rolled his eyes, not daring to look at her, which just meant that he was weak-hearted.

Inside, He Yunqing's alcohol consumption was obviously not as good as Lu Kun's, and after a few glasses, his face was already like a red cloth, and he began to shake after following his footsteps.

The little guy on the side stretched out his hand to support him, but he pushed the person away and shouted angrily: "Do you think I'm drunk, master?" Then he waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, no." I'm not drunk, your master is not drunk in a thousand cups, where is this? ”

The little guy was pushed by him, but he didn't dare to let it go, and raised his eyes to look at Aunt He, who followed behind An Guogong, chatting with a middle-aged man in a scribe's shirt, and didn't dare to scratch, so he had to step forward again and grab He Yunqing's arm hard.

This time, He Yunqing immediately bounced, was pulled by someone, did not jump up, glared at the person who came dissatisfied, and wanted to shake off the restrained arm again, but this time he failed to do so, his face was flushed, and he muttered: "I'm not drunk, the master is not drunk." ”

If you want to say that the little guy is also an experienced person, seeing this, he immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, yes." You are massive, not to mention a thousand glasses, put all the wine in the world in front of you, you are also like drinking water, where will you get drunk? ”