Plum blossom looked at me and turned around and put her white chubby face into my ear to speak.

The fragrance of a woman on the plum blossom comes to your face.

The sound of plum blossoms is very magnetic in the ears.

She said,

"Liu Bancheng, you don't have to clean it up first, you put all the ingredients you prepared today into cans, bring tools, we will wait for you outside the back door in half an hour, and someone will help you transport it over then!"

"What are you doing, tell me clearly?"

Plum blossom was a little anxious and said,

"There's a table at night, don't ask, hurry up!"

I didn't think too much, only executed, because the eyes of the plum blossoms were very firm.

What happened in the evening was quickly forgotten by me.

One is that the two people who were punished did not have much contact, and they did not have much emotional relationship with them.

So I only sympathized with their plight, but didn't leave too many feelings.

I've been through this kind of thing before.

This kind of helpless and very regretful thing, I have become numb.

In winter, night falls early and the roads are covered with a thin layer of snow.

The stalls on the street are extraordinarily prosperous, crowded with people, the lights are dim, you come and go, and the shouting is constant.

Two horse-drawn carriages run through the middle of the street.

Curtains were hung on the cars.

Plum blossom and I had two chefs in the first car. I and both other chefs were blindfolded.

The second car was loaded with pots and pans as well as some semi-finished ingredients that I had prepared in the afternoon.

The carriage did not travel long and seemed to pass through another street, which was potholed and the carriage was very bumpy.

After a while, the noise was gradually left behind, and the light outside the window was gone.

Only the friction of the axles and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of an ordinary bungalow.

Someone opened the courtyard door of the bungalow.

The two carriages stopped one after the other in the backyard of the bungalow.

Four or five slaves came out of the bungalow.

Without saying a word, they began to help unload things.

Me and the other two chefs were unwound with the bandages wrapped around our eyes.

Not to mention, I just love the mystery.

I used to watch TV dramas a lot. He has a special fondness for the struggle between the Central and Military Commands, as well as anti-special dramas and latent plots.

I also want to be like those fighters and undercover officers, to go deep into the tiger's den, to learn some of the unknown secrets that happened in this country that is more than 2,000 years away from modern times.

After the group unloaded the things on the car, they carried the things into the bungalow along a small corner door at the back.

Entering the bungalow, as if it was the first time I went to Ho Xiang's Mansion, turn right, open a secret door, and go down the stairs into the basement kitchen.

I found that this kitchen is still a little different from the kitchen in Qin Xiangfu last time.

It is half underground and half above ground.

In the upper part, you can see the stars shining outside the window.

The lower part is like a wall enclosure, and people are in the kitchen.

The kitchen has one of the most obvious devices that attracted me and found it interesting.

Because on the side of the inner wall. There is a hand-cranked lift ladder that feels good in the hand and the crank handle is wooden.

The wooden ladder box is just right for some pots and pots.

Shake the wooden handle on the side, and the wooden ladder box will rise smoothly to the top.

It looks like the restaurant is on the upper floor.

There is a small door next to the wooden ladder where the food is served.

I helped them carry some cutlery down the small door up the stairs to a bright hall above.

The curtains in the hall were draped with black and red curtains.

So you can't see the light inside at all from the outside.

The shelves in the hall are also particularly high, with a large round dome on top.

The whole hall is particularly bright.

The floor walls of the hall are a very mature earthy yellow.

Directly below the dome is a 4-meter-diameter red dining table.

There was a large golden tablecloth draped over the tabletop.

The part of the dining table next to the window has an empty space that can hold two tables.

Plum blossom finished putting the cutlery and took a beautiful turn in the empty field.

Don't look at the plum blossom's body is slightly fat, but it looks particularly flexible when dancing.

I gave her a thumbs up.

Meihua thought that Liu Bancheng was praising him for dancing well.

I say

"The two laps you danced, tell me a message."

"This area is for dancing."

"Somebody must be dancing in this area tonight."

Plum Blossom's face was red with Liu Bancheng's ridicule.

But from the other side, she also felt that my observation skills were indeed higher than her own.

At this time, Meihua saw a recipe on the table.

It is worn with a bamboo curtain.

Show me plum blossoms.

I saw that most of the dishes on this recipe were the dishes they had discussed in the morning.

A few more were added to it.

When I was moving things down from the car, I already noticed that the ingredients for the new dishes were placed on the chopping board.

Packed in a long wooden box, like a private custom.

Out of curiosity, I also looked at the ingredients with the wooden box,

It was slice of beef, more than a foot long and more than two inches wide, paper-thin.

Slices of beef, red meat and white shreds, even and regular.

I've used this ingredient before, but it's not as thin as it is, and it's not as uniform as it is.

Because this ingredient was placed in the era I lived in, this box of beef less than eight taels would cost at least 1,000 yuan.

I didn't expect that more than 2,000 years ago, people would have enjoyed such high-quality ingredients, and I had to be amazed.

There are no changes to the other dishes.

So Meihua and I looked at each other, and basically understood who was at the table tonight, and who was dining.

Because on the table, they have seen 4 pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

In addition to He Xiang, King Liang Mu, and Yan Ji Beauty, it is unknown who the other person is.

At this time, Meihua hurriedly reminded and hurried downstairs.

Not long after, five more carriages came in the backyard.

Eight guards were divided into front and back, left and right guards.

From the small kitchen window, you can see every move of the people in the courtyard.

Plum blossom asked me to come and have a look.

Our heads were next to each other.

I saw a tall adult with a lady in his hand.

Plum blossom whispered,

"The big one is King Liang Mu."

"That beauty should be Yan Ji."

"See, He Xiang is behind!"

That's right, it was He Xiang who followed.

I actually met Lu Xiang once when I went to Daliang Kingdom.

This is the second time.

He was not tall, but he was alert, looking left and right as he walked.

At this moment, Meihua and I were tapped on the shoulder with both our left and right hands by a person.

We turned back together.

found Wang Bing behind him.

And there was no wound on his face, and his body did not look like he had been tortured.

Wang Bing saw the stupid state of the two of them in surprise.

The triangular eyes went up and laughed.

Let's get to work!

After nearly two hours of feasting, I was so tired that my back and legs hurt, and Meihua came to wipe my sweat whenever I was free.

Because these dishes are mainly done by me.

Wang Bing made a dish.

Shredded potatoes with sea rice.

According to Meihua, this dish of shredded sea rice potatoes has been made by Wang Bing for several generations of previous kings.

All praise Wang Bing's dish is exquisite, see the kung fu.

No matter how other chefs study, ponder, and learn, they just can't get the taste of Wang Bing's dish.

Fresh, refreshing, firm, and bite-inducing.

It seems that everyone is really happy!

But it wasn't until the second half of the night that I returned to the dormitory,

I didn't figure it out either.

In the afternoon, this Wang Bing was obviously beaten and squeaked.

In the afternoon, he was prepared with himself.

He also whistled as he worked.

It seems that I really can't figure out the rules and greasy of this prime minister's house.

At least I have two judgments.