Princess, do you still lack a guard?

Lack!

Of course not.

What Shen Wu lacks most now is manpower, especially professional soldiers with combat effectiveness.

In the afternoon, the holy car arrived in Jing County.

The accompanying large army looked for a foothold in the villages along the way.

The magnates can naturally follow the holy car into the county seat with pride.

But other officials who are not of high enough grade, or ordinary poor families, can only be wronged outside the city.

Shen Wu, the princess, is quite watery.

You can't use the banner of a princess to swagger through the market.

The group rented a farm compound in a village three or four miles away from the county seat, with a heavy piece of silver cake.

The courtyard was spacious, with three halls, two wings on the east and west, and an open space outside the courtyard, which was enough for a team of more than forty people to repair.

When they came to the courtyard, they didn't need Shen Wu's orders, and the three stewards of Goldman Sachs, Red Sleeves, and Green Calyx began to take their own team of people and were busy in an orderly manner.

Chef Zhu is a newcomer, although Shen Wu did not promote him to be a manager, he is in charge of everyone's jobs.

In addition, Goldman Sachs, one of the three major stewards, is his godson, and Chef Zhu has two little eunuchs who have a hand.

Shen Wu, the "fire head army" that will soon be famous all over the world, is beginning to take shape - one leader, two small soldiers.

Shen Wu came from the end of the world, but before entering the end of the world, she was still a child of the Great Heavenly Empire.

For the most famous cooking class in the Celestial Empire, it is admiration and envy.

Now that she has the opportunity to form an army, she naturally won't miss the god-like cooking class.

And the specialty of the cooking class is that it can also fry sugar on the battlefield.

It happened that Chef Zhu boiled some syrup overnight yesterday, and Shen Wu ordered someone to go to the surrounding villages and buy a pig.

Ask the village butcher to kill and divide the meat properly.

In the courtyard, Chef Zhu took two little eunuchs and got busy.

Two large pots were erected, one for stir-frying braised pork and the other for stewing pig-killing vegetables.

Shen Wu stood aside and was responsible for dictation, while Chef Zhu and the two little eunuchs were responsible for the operation.

First, cut the thick pork plate into small pieces and put it in a large pot to boil.

The clear and shiny lard was boiled and put in a clay pot to cool.

Leave the bottom oil at the bottom of the pot, add the sugar cane syrup, and then add the sliced pork belly.

Swish!

The pork belly is stir-fried in hot oil, which immediately stimulates a rich aroma.

Coupled with the sweet fragrance and sauce fragrance, Chef Zhu, who was in charge of picking up the big spoon, was a little confused.

It smells so good!

So domineering!

When Chef Zhu makes meat, most of it is beef and mutton.

Like pork, a "stinky meat" that only poor people will eat, Chef Zhu rarely has the opportunity to cook.

Especially in the way of stir-frying in an iron pot.

Chef Zhu's soul as a chef instantly awakened, and he became more and more active.

For Shen Wu, who provided him with the secret recipe for free, Chef Zhu sincerely admired.

The braised pork with full color and flavor is ready, and the iron pot stew with meat, pork ribs, cabbage and tofu is also ready.

The two dishes, although they don't look as beautiful as the food cooked by the imperial kitchen, but the taste is really good.

Not only the palace people in the courtyard were hooked out of the gluttonous worms in their stomachs, but also the surrounding courtyards, as well as the soldiers stationed in the fields, hillsides and other places, were also swallowed with greed.

"Let's eat!"

Shen Wu personally brought the food box to Mama Wang, and said to everyone with a smile.

Shen Wu spoke, and everyone moved their chopsticks one after another.

Chef Zhu looked at the big bowl of braised pork in front of him, and couldn't help but think of what happened last night.

In just one day's effort, he not only escaped death, but also met such a generous master.

In addition to a good life, it is also because of the help of noble people.

It's a pity that he eats meat a lot, but his nobleman may not have such a good life.

When he was on the way, Chef Zhu also saw those soldiers at the bottom.

They didn't have horses, and they needed to prepare their own food and armor.

From morning till night, wearing heavy armor and carrying shabby weapons, he followed the large army, step by step.

A slave like Chef Zhu meets a good master, and he can still have a carriage to travel.

And those soldiers can only keep walking, keep walking.

Tired for a day, but may not be able to eat a full meal.

Chef Zhu picked up a piece of braised pork, trembling and fragrant, and he knew it if he didn't eat it, and it tasted excellent.

And as a chef, he will not miss a bite to eat.

When stir-frying, even if it is to taste salty and judge whether it is raw or cooked, you have to eat a few bites.

Therefore, Chef Zhu knows the deliciousness of braised pork.

It is precisely when you know that you feel indebted.

After hesitating, Chef Zhu still came to Shen Wu.

He fell to his knees with a pop and told the truth about his experience last night.

He is the one who was given death by His Majesty, even if the princess has a disagreement with His Majesty, according to the etiquette and rules, he should not be taken in.

He didn't tell the truth last night, because he was afraid that the princess would send him back to the emperor.

He didn't want to die.

But he didn't want to be ungrateful.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? ”

Shen Wu raised her eyebrows on one side and couldn't help but smile: "In this way, we have some fate. ”

"My grandmother and I were also people who Yuan'an wanted to die, but luckily didn't die."

Isn't it a coincidence that we all have a common enemy?

Chef Zhu and Goldman Sachs were stunned.

Is this kind of thing something that can be casually told to outsiders?

Is it the little princess who trusts them, or is the little princess fearless?

Shen Wu said meaningfully, "Today is different from the past, the dynasty is about to fall, and there is no need to worry so much about some things!" ”

"Of course, it's not something to show off."

"We're weak now, so it's not good to be too high-profile."

"You and I will just wait for this matter to know."

"If there is an opportunity in the future, it will not be too late to announce it to the world!"

After Shen Wu said this, she pulled the topic out again, "Chef Zhu, you know how to repay it, it's a good thing." ”

"I've taken you in, and you're willing to be honest."

"Those two Qianniuwei let you go privately, and they are also kind to you."

"If you want to repay the favor, go ahead."

Shen Wan very much agrees with Chef Zhu's act of repaying his kindness.

Not only because she appreciates Chef Zhu's affection and righteousness, but also because she has been "coveting" those soldiers for a long time.

Infiltration, start with a bowl of braised pork.

……

The smell of meat in the small courtyard of the farmhouse was overflowing, and the nobles who also borrowed it around were a little offended.

"Which family is the loser? I actually got so much meat! ”

"Alas, pity our dignified Tianshui Jiang clan, but we can only eat these vulgar wheat rice."

In the small courtyard, several nobles in brocade clothes scolded fiercely while swallowing the cold and hard wheat cakes with difficulty.

Suddenly, a young man with a scar on his face ran in.

"Daddy! Auntie! Good news! ”

"I went to inquire, and this family really raised cattle, but unfortunately they got the plague a few days ago and died."

What's the good news?

Cows that have died of illness cannot eat meat at all.

Especially the plague.

"How is it not good news? Daddy, Auntie, I found the scab of that sick cow, that thing is contagious......"