"It's not painful for you to be like this?" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but say. She felt a little bruised, and the eighth master's was much more serious than her.

The eighth master smiled and said, "It really doesn't hurt." It's like this every year, and I've long been used to it. ”

Mao Tongtong pursed her lips and looked at the eighth master with a smile, and reached out and poked him on the knee. The eighth master was caught off guard for a while, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

Where is there something that doesn't hurt. It's just that as a man, he has been used to it for many years, and he can endure it.

"It doesn't hurt!" Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master, and said to Qingzhu: "Take the ointment just now, this bruise must also be medicated!" ”

The eighth master grinned and smiled even more happily.

"Stupid or not, I smile so happily when it hurts!" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but say another sentence to the eighth master.

"With Tongtong's concern, it won't hurt anymore." Eight Masters said.

These words became more and more silly, and Qingzhu and Qingmiao couldn't help but hurriedly bow their heads when they heard it, afraid that they would not pay attention and their faces were not tightened, so they laughed.

Mao Tongtong couldn't help but feel hot in his ears, this person really shines when he gives a little sunshine. She took the ointment handed by Qingzhu and smeared it on the eighth master's leg.

"Shhh The eighth master couldn't hold back this time, and also shouted, "Tongtong's strength is really big." ”

"Didn't the master say that it would be better to rub this place apart faster?" Mao Tongtong replied without raising his head. （/\）

The eighth master was not easy to refute for a while, and he always felt that there was a bit of revenge in his words.

After the two of them finished soaking their feet, the kitchen supper was delivered.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Mao Tongtong asked the kitchen to prepare colorful dumplings. The dumplings are filled with different flavors on five different colors of bread, which is not only delicious, but also pleasing to the eye.

"Hmm, what kind of dumplings are these?" The eighth master ate a yellow dumpling with a look of surprise in his eyes. Because he was one bite at a time, he didn't see the dumpling filling.

"You don't like the taste?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"No, it's special. It seems to have beef, and it has a bit of sweet and sour taste. The eighth master savored it: "I haven't eaten it before, it's quite appetizing." ”

Mao Tongtong smiled and said, "Tomato beef filling." ”

"What's the stuffing?" The eighth master looked dazed.

"Tomato beef filling!" Mao Tongtong repeated it again.

"Tomato?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows, searching in his mind for what it was.

He, the prince, is not the kind of person who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains. Although he never goes to the kitchen, the dishes served on the table can also tell the reason. But this tomato doesn't seem to be a dish in my impression, right?

"Don't underestimate this tomato, it's delicious when it comes to dishes, and you can make a lot of delicious dishes!" On a whim, Mao Tongtong also gave a few examples to the eighth master, such as: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, etc.

"I was pleasantly surprised when I found out about tomatoes the other day! I've already asked people to find seeds, and I'm going to try them out on the hot spring village first. After all, this thing is abundant in summer, and I don't know if it can be grown in this season. ”

Mao Tongtong said with great interest, and the eighth master finally reacted to what it was!

"Tongtong, did you wrap dumplings with the persimmons that your lord sent you to watch a few days ago?" The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong with wide eyes.

"Yes!" Mao Tongtong looked right.

The eighth master couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "That's for you to enjoy and play, why did you eat it?" You're not afraid of poisoning this stuff! ”

What a love for food! Not only did I eat it, but I also changed my name to Tomato!

Mao Tongtong naturally wouldn't say that tomatoes would be an ordinary dish on the table at home three hundred years later. In order to eat justifiably, she had already thought of a reason, and even said: "I also found it by accident!" That day, when he was in the yard, Tuan Tuan looked fun and pinched it with his hands, but he didn't expect to be torn off by him and fell to the ground, and finally stepped on it again and shattered. At that time, there was a sweet and sour smell, and I wondered if this thing could be eaten. Just in time, a sparrow flew in and pecked several times. Later, I asked people to observe, and the sparrow didn't do anything, so I let the kitchen try it. I thought, isn't that orange also something that can be seen and eaten? Maybe that's the same! I didn't expect it to be, and it tastes good! ”

Looking at Mao Tongtong's smug little appearance, the eighth master was speechless.

"You and the fourth sister-in-law will definitely be able to talk." After a while, the eighth master held back this sentence.

Mao Tongtong's heart skipped a beat, Sifujin? Could that the woman be from the same place as her?

To be honest, she really didn't have the intention of recognizing her fellow countrymen in ancient times. It's so unbelievable to go through. If she told the Eighth Master now that her soul came from three hundred years later, maybe she would be executed as a monster! Therefore, even if she already knew that there was a similar kind, she did not dare to risk recognizing it. Who knows what this kind of thinking is? Now that they are all well, let's not let this secret be revealed.

She smiled and said, "Don't say anything now, just say that this stuffed dumpling is delicious?" ”

"Well, it's delicious." The eighth master nodded.

"That's the end of it!" Mao Tongtong said: "Since it's delicious, let's care whether it's ornamental or something else." It's just another function of discovering it! ”

The eighth master shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay, what Tongtong said is reasonable!" If you like it, make people more diverse. ”

"Well, Ye wait, I will develop a few more dishes at that time, and I will definitely make Ye eat praise!" Mao Tongtong smiled proudly.

"It's as if you're talking about it like the best delicacy in the world!" The eighth master quipped.

"That's not going to happen. But I dare to say that nowadays, I am probably the first person in the world to discover this delicacy! Mao Tongtong said.

"Well, it's possible!" The eighth master nodded, thinking, if it weren't for a coincidence, probably few people would eat this thing.

In addition to dumplings for supper, there is also hot lamb bone soup. The mutton bone soup that has been stewed all day has lost the smell of mutton, and the milky white soup is like milk.

"Hey, it's still comfortable at home." Mao Tongtong sighed.

When she entered the palace this time, she knew why everyone was so reserved at the palace banquet! It's not that everyone isn't hungry, it's that the dish is really not delicious. It's either steamed or stewed, the oil is thick, and when the cold wind blows, the taste is really who eats who knows!

Seeing her lazily paralyzed on the kang, the eighth master couldn't help laughing and said, "Tongtong will stay in the house tomorrow, just go by yourself." ”

Mao Tongtong sat up and said, "No, I'll accompany my master." ”

The knee was drugged, and after resting for a while, she had recovered her strength. This year is the first year after her canonization, and it would be a little unreasonable to ask for leave like this. Besides, she wasn't really sick. And she didn't want to see the eighth master alone.