After Li Zhao thanked him, he took off his robe and stepped into the courtyard.

Looking into the courtyard, there are rows of houses, the doors are closed, and some bamboo is planted in the corner of the courtyard, and some mushrooms grow under the bamboo, and the small clusters are a little cute.

In the other corner of the courtyard was a red-roofed gazebo with stone tables and benches, and on the table were steaming teacups, and there was no one there.

"Hello, is anyone there?" Li Zhao asked tentatively, looking around.

"Yes, who are you looking for?" The middle of the row of houses squeaked open the door, and out came a half-person tall child with two small bulges, and he asked as he ran towards Li Zhao.

"I was looking for Chen Darttou, and I heard that he was looking for a cook, so I came to apply for a cook, and then followed him to Quzhou. Li Zhao looked down at him and replied.

"My dad is sleeping, what will you do, I'll take you to the kitchen." The child ran over with a smile and took the initiative to take Li Zhao's hand, quite familiar.

Li Zhao really dared to follow, and along the way, he also took his words and asked some things about Chen Darttou.

Chen Dart's head is named Chen Weiren, a widower, two children under his knees, the eldest son is called Chen Chengqing, and this little bean Ding is his youngest son, named Chen Chengcheng.

Chen Weiren is a native of Chaozhou, so in Chen Chengcheng's words, as long as he doesn't put more peppers, his father can praise the taste of the dishes boiled in clear water.

However, even if the requirements are simple, it is rare to recruit a chef who is willing to go to Huizhou temporarily.

Although the remuneration of the dart team is generous, but the mountains and rivers in Huizhou are far away, and ordinary people are reluctant to accompany the dart team. Therefore, Chen Weiren has been recruited for more than a month, but no one has come to the door for a long time.

Home-cooked food is not a problem for Li Zhao, so after a meal, Chen Chengcheng ate a big belly, leaned on the chair and hugged his stomach and hummed.

"How is it? Am I suitable? Do you think your father will agree to let me accompany me?" asked Li Zhao, sitting across from him.

Chen Chengcheng clapped his palms and smiled: "My father must agree, but ......"

His little face wrinkled, and he asked with some confusion: "Sister Li Zhao, it takes three or four months to travel from Yangzhou to Huizhou, and the road is very hard, why do you want to go to Huizhou?"

"I want to go to Qingfeng Valley, isn't Qingfeng Valley in Quzhou? I go to the place where I am not familiar with life alone, and I am worried that I will not be able to find a way, so I have to compromise and think of a way. Li Zhao spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Sister Li Zhao, are you sick?" Chen Chengcheng asked worriedly.

Li Zhao shook his head, choosing to keep his poisoning a secret, so he casually lied: "I have a friend in Qingfeng Valley, and I want to go to her." ”

"That must be a very good friend, and you are willing to go so far. Chen Chengcheng said with some yearning.

"When will your father wake up?" Li Zhao glanced out at the sun, it was almost afternoon, how could he sleep so much.

"My dad drank a lot of wine last night, and he definitely won't wake up now, but Sister Li Zhao, your cooking is so delicious, my dad will definitely agree, and he will probably be able to leave tomorrow." Chen Chengcheng rubbed his stomach, propped his hands on the dining table and held his chin and said to Li Zhao.

"What about your brother?" Li Zhao changed the topic and began to chat with Chen Chengcheng about family life.

"My brother is a student of the Four Schools, and he is now studying in the Academy. Chen Chengcheng shook his feet and said.