Soon, the two cooks knelt down tremblingly.

Yes, it was kneeling. They walked from their knees to Wanwan.

Wan Wan wondered, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Afraid!

I'm afraid of being beaten!

Is it easy to suffer from the Yaksha of the Iron Tower and the fist of the evil god? Legend has it that several men in the prime of life, who were eight feet tall and as strong as oxen, were beaten alive with a pair of fists by the chief hunter. I'm afraid that the two of them can't withstand a punch with their small bodies.

After calming down a little, I thought that I was right, and second, I was not a vicious anti-thief assassin, and their wife would not have killed them. Think about it, his own marquis was naughty back then, and he was beaten so well, but now he is not alive and well.

Thinking about it this way, they became more calm. The older one replied: "Back to Madame's words, slave maid Tian, this is the Zhang family." The plate of chicken was processed and slaughtered by the Meng family, and the slave maid was responsible for cooking. ”

Wan Wan nodded and asked, "Is there any chicken left?" ”

Tian didn't know about this problem, all she got was marinated chicken pieces. So she set her sights on Zhang. Before she could move her gaze completely, she stretched out her hand and pointed to a board and said, "The slave has removed all the chicken, and all that is left is a skeleton and some claws and wings, all of which are placed in that basin." ”

Chicken wings, chicken feet, that adds up to only four! It's not a dish.

Wan Wan at this moment very much hopes that this chicken can give birth to six wings on its back, just like the ballad she saw in her previous life. I finally put together a small plate of fried chicken wings.

Speaking of which, even fried chicken wings have to be marinated for half an hour.

Dejectedly, she walked over to the board and reached out to lift the cloth covering the basin. The depression in his eyes suddenly dissipated.

There are not only chicken feet, chicken wings, chicken heads, and chicken buttocks, but there is also a whole chicken rack, and the meat on the chicken skeleton is not so clean.

Wan Wan looked at the Zhang clan with great appreciation. Although this wasteful style is not good, what she wasted today is really good.

Wan Wan turned around and said, "Find a few big potatoes." Chop the chicken bones into pieces and stew them with the potatoes. ”

After that, he walked back to the tea table and continued to sip melon seeds.

The two cooks looked at each other, with hundreds of question marks in their hearts, but they still started to stew with their hands and feet.

A few big potatoes were washed and peeled, and looking at the yellow and white pulps, Wan Wan suddenly remembered. Potatoes seem to be something that should not have in the Song Dynasty. Last year, she also drank polenta. Corn shouldn't be there. In addition to these two, there seem to be many other crops that should not exist on this plane.

Something that shouldn't have appeared appeared, and there was only one answer.

Wan Wan unconsciously touched her stomach, and sighed with emotion in her heart: Brother Wen Zhong, who crossed the predecessors, it depends on you introducing those delicious foods that should have entered the land of China hundreds of years later in advance, and I will never say that you plagiarize shamelessly in the future.

The chicken skeleton is chopped and the potatoes are cut, but how to stew the two cooks is very unclear. But none of them dared to ask, but just shirked each other with their eyes and asked each other to ask.

Fortunately, Wan Wan came back to her senses in time and gave a few vague descriptions of the dishes to be made. - just a description of the taste and appearance.

For the two cooks, that's enough. Finally have a direction to work towards, right?

The kitchen is busy and orderly again. Wan Wan said to Yinque: "Go tell Zhuluan to do what she has to do, you go and stare at those three people to see who is shaking." ”

After a pause, Wan Wan changed again: "Look who is shaking badly." ”

The silver finch understood, holding the posture of a big girl, and replaced the bead luan with steps like the wind. Zhu Luan continued to stare at the affairs of the kitchen, and Yinque said leisurely to the three people who were picking fish bones: "You don't have to be afraid, our wife has always had clear rewards and punishments. If you don't do anything bad, you can't be treated badly. ”

Yinque deliberately paused for a moment, then his voice slowed down intentionally, and said slowly: "If you do something bad, you will definitely not be able to escape." ”

Her gestures and words also had some effect. The three people who originally had the same jitter frequency gradually began to distinguish the high and low, fast and slow.

Silver Sparrow continued her efforts and pulled a small wooden mound to sit in front of the three of them. She sat short, and the style of the big girl became more and more prosperous. She gently touched the golden lilac in her ear, and said very casually: "Hurry up." It's not too early, don't delay the fish balls on the table. ”

She paused, and instead urged the three of them to hammer the fish balls, but the difference in shaking became bigger and bigger.

The frequency of the little girl and one of the older mothers-in-law shaking became slower and slower, and the strength of beating the fish meat under their hands gradually improved. The other younger mother-in-law was shaking faster and faster, not to mention beating the fish balls, even the wooden pestle could barely hold it.

Yinque snorted coldly, and the young woman shook it, and the wooden pestle in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Silver Sparrow stood up and dragged the almost paralyzed mother-in-law to Wan Wan.

"Madame, find out."

All the process was in full view of Wan Wan's eyes, and she called over the silver finch in admiration, patted her shoulder and said, "Tut, tsk." ”

This girl was really born in the wrong era, if she was born a thousand years later, then she would be a good villain.

This acting skill is superb.

This aura is coming.

Yinque didn't know what Wanwan was admiring in her heart, but she could see the appreciation in her eyes. Quickly, the silver sparrow determined its positioning.

Although Jin Ying's little girl knows everything, she doesn't have the bearing of a big girl. Zhu Luan saw that she was going to be favored, but what she was good at seemed to be taking care of everything. The jade pigeon is a fool. This is the matter of cleaning up many little goblins and old hooves in the inner house, and it has to be her silver finch.

Yinque was quite proud and stood behind Dao Wanwan. He glared at the young woman with an oppressive momentum.

The woman's demeanor of patting people on the shoulder in the previous middle was very abnormal, and now she was even more frightened when she was stared at by the silver sparrow like this, and she couldn't even say half a sentence.

Wan Wan looked at her like this and knew that she couldn't ask anything. Even when she calms down, she may not be able to confess the county lord of Xianghe behind her. Even if she confesses, others may not believe it.

So Wan Wan doesn't plan to get to the bottom of it. Just punish it, and punish it until no one in the mansion dares to listen to the words of Xianghe County Lord and stumble her and disturb her chasing the male god.

But how to punish?

In addition to punching and kicking, and all kinds of over-the-shoulder falls, Wan Wan couldn't think of anything next to her for a while, and she didn't bother to think about it. So he was very good at using resources and brainstormed, "Tell me, how should you punish her?" ”

Yinque replied obsessively, "Let her know why the flowers are so red." ”