He wanted to try her craft, to test whether she really opened a foot shop!

Qin Xiangxiang thought so in his heart, and showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "How embarrassing is this, in the end it is in Baoxiang Temple." ”

The old monk said, "Although the female benefactor uses the objects and ingredients in the kitchen. In fact, the old man likes to learn cooking skills with others the most, and the female donor invites him. ”

A good monk doesn't love to chant scriptures, but loves to learn from cooking. Qin Xiangxiang had a smile on his face: "Then the concubine is not welcome." Red Sleeves, you're here to give me a hand. ”

After inspecting the ingredients in the kitchen, Qin Xiangxiang decided to make the most ordinary fried tofu.

Qin Xiangxiang has always liked to wear narrow-sleeved clothes, and today he dresses neatly in order to learn art.

The old monk observed Qin Xiangxiang's posture of cutting tofu with a knife, and nodded slightly towards Ma Sizhi.

Red Sleeves was a little busy burning the fire, and Qin Xiangxiang also guided Red Sleeves a few times. The old monk was a little confused, this lady of Qin's maid was not as good as Mrs. Qin's rough work.

Qin Xiangxiang fried the tofu unhurriedly, poured the sauce, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and let the red sleeves be brought to Ma Sizhi: "Ma Sizhi, please use it." ”

The tofu cut into cubes is slowly fried over low heat, the appearance is fried until golden brown, and then drizzled with sauce and set off by chopped green onions, at least in terms of appearance.

Ma Si took a straight piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

He's pretty sven when he eats, too. Qin Xiangxiang couldn't imagine that he actually suspected that she was a murderer!

Ma Sizhi smiled and said: "Mrs. Qin's craftsmanship is actually good. ”

Qin thought about it and smiled: "Then Ma Sizhi will have to go to the scene more in the future." If it is convenient, then publicize it for the concubine. ”

"That's fine." Ma Sizhi was very gentle.

Qin thought about it and said: "Although Ma Sizhi is from Dali Temple and is in charge of big cases, the concubine has a question for Ma Sizhi." ”

"Mrs. Qin said."

Ma Sizhi saved, the concubine was busy with the opening of the foot shop for the past two days, but she only realized that the shops and foot shops in the waterwheel alley had to pay a capitation fee. The concubine has always been shallow, and I want to ask Ma Sizhi, this capitation fee, but every businessman in Kyoto has to pay? ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Ma Sizhi's eyes, and he quickly regained his composure: "Although this official is an official, he is not familiar with every tax in Kyoto. However, since Mrs. Qin asked the official, the official would ask her colleagues in the household department, but there was a capitation fee. ”

Qin thought about it and smiled: "Then there will be Rauma Si straight." ”

Since he had learned and made vegetarian food, Qin thought that he didn't want to stay in Baoxiang Temple for longer, and said that he would continue to go back and continue to clean up the foot shop, so he said goodbye to Ma Sizhi.

Ma Sizhi watched Qin Xiangxiang's figure disappear behind the red wall, and a little novice walked in and whispered to Ma Sizhi: "Ma Sizhi, just now Liao Pingshi took away Jiang Hongsheng, the grandson of General Yude. ”

Ma Sizhi snorted.

Xiao Shami said again: "The eldest lady of the Qin family wanted to enter the dormitory, but was driven away by Jiang Hongsheng. ”

"Well, it's interesting." Ma Sizhi sat lazily on the small pestle and waved at the little novice, "Let's go down." ”

As soon as the little novice left, Ma Sizhi said to the old monk, "Monk, what do you think? ”

The old monk said: "I think this Qin lady's craftsmanship is good. This cooking skill is not four or five years, but also two or three years of accumulation. ”

"You old monk, you know that this is not what I am asking."

"Oh, Mrs. Qin's eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, the first half of her life was bumpy, but after all the vicissitudes of life, she will be safe and rich."

Ma Sizhi: "......" That's not what he asked!

However, the old monk had already rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands, ready to make peach blossom cakes for him. When the old monk cooks food, he never likes to talk.

Ma Sizhi was indeed very tired, and he leaned against the wall and pretended to sleep.

The little novice came in quietly, and before he could speak, Ma Sizhi opened his eyes. He hadn't slept for two nights, and his eyes were red.

Xiao Shami said: "Yu Ma Sizhi, Qin Wanwan has been escorted back to Dali Temple. ”

Ma Si straightened up and left.

The old monk didn't look up: "The peach blossom cake is ready to send you home." ”

Ma Sizhi did not answer.

Coming out of Baoxiang Temple, Qin Xiangxiang led the red sleeves straight to the blacksmith shop.

Along the way, she sneezed several times, and Red Sleeves hesitated a few times, but finally couldn't help but persuade Qin to think about it: "Big lady, you have suffered from the cold, so let's go home and rest first." ”

Qin Xiang tightened his headscarf, glanced at the red sleeves, and then looked around, before he approached the red sleeves and said in a low voice, "Do you remember the young man last night?" ”

Remember, how not to remember?

Qin Xiangxiang decided to tell Red Sleeves this secret: "He lives in our foot shop. ”

Red Sleeves looked at Qin Xiang in shock.

"And Yang Dagui is also there." Qin Xiangxiang threw another explosive thunderbolt.

"It's just that he was seriously injured and is still unconscious."

Red Sleeves looked stunned: "Big lady, the slave will keep it secret." ”

Red Sleeves is indeed very secure. Qin Xiangxiang was hesitating to tell her Mu Ting's true identity. But on second thought, the less Red Sleeves knew, the better it would be for her.

Qin thought about it and didn't say anything, so Red Sleeves didn't ask. Her dad did train Red Sleeves well.

Qin thought about it and remembered what Mu Ting said about the gang last night, and asked Red Sleeves: "Did my father tell you about the formation of gangs in the DPRK and China?" ”

Red Sleeves was a little sneering, and he wanted to speak and stopped. Qin thought about it and stared at her: "What, is it complicated?" ”

That's it, the lord is like this now, what else can't be said. Red Sleeves made up her mind: "Big lady, in fact, the old man likes to pull people to stand in line." If it's a gang, master, lord is the first one. ”

Qin Xiangxiang looked at Red Sleeves incredulously. Her dad is still a gang leader?

Red sleeves said: "The old man has always stood in a team with Li Yushi, and the officials of their Yushitai all stand with them, Dali Temple belongs to Yushitai, and naturally most of the officials are also with them." As for the other officials, the slaves and maids are not very clear. When the lord comes back, he won't say a lot about the court. ”

No wonder her father and Li Zhuang will impeach whoever they like, it turns out that this is the reason!

Wait, then her father and Li Zhuang, one was expelled from Beijing, the other was killed, could it be, could it be that person's handiwork?

Qin Xiangxiang stood still and thought about it, and suddenly shivered.

A spring breeze blew, and she sneezed fiercely and several times.

Red Sleeves looked at Qin worriedly.

Qin Xiangxiang pressed his nose with a handkerchief, and his nasal voice was rich: "Let's go to the pharmacy and grab some medicine." ”

Qin wanted to buy a lot of cooking utensils, so the blacksmith shop specially sent a junior apprentice to help deliver the cooking utensils to the foot shop with a wheelbarrow.

On the way, Qin Xiangxiang also bought some rice and flour condiments and took them back to the foot shop.

The elementary school apprentice diligently helped them with the cooking utensils, Qin Xiangxiang rewarded him with two cents, and the junior apprentice left happily.

The foot shop was quiet, not like there were people.

Qin Xiangxiang instructed Red Sleeves to wash rice and boil porridge, and he went into the wine cellar to find someone.

When she arrived at the door, someone suddenly patted her on the left shoulder: "Mrs. Qin." ”

Qin Xiangxiang didn't need to turn around, he knew that it was Mu Ting.

She turned her head to look at him: "You are bold, you suffered once last night, and you dare to go today." ”

Mu Ting didn't care: "If I were timid and afraid of death, I wouldn't have come all the way to this trip." ”

Quite right.

Qin Xiangxiang asked him, "Is Yang Dagui awake?" ”

"Not yet. Are you suffering from the wind and cold, and your nasal voice is so heavy? "Mu Ting is meticulous.

Qin wanted to glare at him, and he was embarrassed to say, if he hadn't taken her quilt last night, would she have caught a cold? However, Seong knew that she was not blessed, but fortunately she caught a cold and was able to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine openly.

Mu Ting looked in the direction of the stove room: "Your maid, is it reliable?" ”