Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 452 Do You Like My Master

Xiaoxiao doesn't think that the queen's big fanfare is just tossing out such a little trick, but she can only take one step at a time to see what will happen next, and let her see that the smart apprentice and hardworking coolie she finally found is implicated by it, that is Impossible.

Sweeping over the precious ingredients in the kitchen again, Xiaoxiao smiled and narrowed her eyes.

Mosquito legs are also meat, so many points are delivered to your door, don't waste it.

"By the way, my dear student, hasn't Master taught you how to prepare banquet dishes?"

Fu Rong's eyebrows twitched, that's right, just after handing over a few dim sum dishes and leaving behind a few recipes, this little master who was so unpredictable disappeared, and it took her a long time to find out that this little master had actually gone to the border up.

Not to mention banquet dishes, they are home-cooked dishes, and the master didn't care if she was good or not?
But looking at the carefully bandaged wound on her wrist, Fu Rong curled her lips and swallowed her words.

Before starting to cook, Xiaoxiao asked people to take her brand to the Imperial Hospital to ask for an imperial doctor. After all the pretreatments were done, the "Prince Physician" invited by the palace people also came.

Coincidentally, they are acquaintances.

"Doctor Gongsun, why is it you?"

Gongsun Zhongjing, who is more mature than before and looks much more stable, is carrying the medicine box: "I just came to discuss the next batch of medicines. I heard that you want to hire an imperial physician, so I came here."

His tone was calm, but his eyes quickly swept across Xiaoxiao's face, neck, wrists and palms: "Where is the injury?"

Xiaoxiao pulled Fu Rong over: "It's not me, it's her. I just cleaned her wound briefly and also used some conventional wound medicine. Please ask Dr. Gongsun to take a closer look at her."

Furong stretched out her hand obediently, and let Gongsun Zhongjing inspect it, answering every question, but her eyes couldn't help switching back and forth between him and Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao's treatment of the wound was affirmed by Gongsun Zhongjing, and he didn't even need to apply medicine. He told Furong some simple precautions, such as not touching water, not working hard, and this hand can't even hold chopsticks for a short time. Otherwise, not to mention cooking, even daily life will be affected in the future.

It was about her own future, Fu Rong listened carefully, but her attention could not help but drift towards Xiaoxiao.

She was hanging the broth, while skillfully skimming off the froth and excess oil, she asked without looking back, "Have you ever eaten, Dr. Gongsun?"

Fu Rong turned her eyes back to the doctor who basically had nothing to say except explaining the nursing precautions.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Not yet."

Xiaoxiao deftly served a large bowl of soup: "Do you want noodles or steamed dumplings?"

The corner of Gongsun Zhongjing's mouth curved even higher: "Are there any shrimp dumplings?"

Xiaoxiao laughed: "Doctor Gongsun's preferences are really the same as before."

"Is there anything else to do later? If not, just sit here for a while, and you will be out of the cage in about a stick of incense."

Fu Rong's eyes were staring round—is it so natural for Master to get along with Miracle Doctor Gongsun?

Naturally, the ingredients used by the queen for the banquet were all top-notch, but to be on the safe side, the food prepared by Xiaoxiao for Gongsun Zhongjing was quietly taken out of the space, no matter whether it was fresh or nutritious, it was definitely not inferior to the queen's kitchen. any of the same.

Gongsun Zhongjing didn't look at anything else at all, he just sat at the door of the kitchen, basking in the sun and resting his eyes with his eyes closed, until Xiaoxiao said, "Okay."

The crystal-clear crystal shrimp dumplings are placed on a porcelain white plate, next to a small plate of freshly prepared dipping sauce.

Gongsun Zhongjing, like Rong Yan, doesn't like food that tastes heavy and unpleasant, so the dipping sauce is Xiaoxiao's special seafood vinegar. Gongsun Zhongjing narrowed his eyes contentedly after the first bite.

Xiaoxiao didn't turn her head back, and the sound of the chopping board and kitchen knife colliding continued: "How does it taste?"

Gongsun Zhongjing swallowed the shrimp dumpling in his mouth: "It's as delicious as ever."

Xiaoxiao shook her head happily: "That's not true."

Fu Rong's eyes couldn't help turning back and forth on the two of them. She had a bold idea in her heart, but she dared not say it.

After eating the shrimp dumplings, Gongsun Zhongjing took out a small cloth bag from his medicine box, and waited for Xiaoxiao to turn around after finishing her work, before saying naturally, "I made you something small."

Xiaoxiao who attracted attention put the lid on the pot: "What what?"

Gongsun Zhongjing unfolded the cloth bag and pointed to several silver needles inside: "The medicine needles used for testing medicine."

"Ordinary silver needles can only detect poison, and there are not many poisons that can be detected. This set can detect almost all things that are harmful to the body."

Now that she is the princess, she has to deal with all kinds of people frequently, so she must be more cautious in everything. After thinking about it, he made a set of self-defense silver needles after several attempts.

"Tell me when you're done using it, and I'll change the needle for you."

As for how complicated the production of the silver needle is and how rare the materials used are, he didn't mention a word.

Xiaoxiao took the things curiously, thanked her sincerely, then put away the little cloth bag without any hesitation, and continued to cook.

It was the first time for Fu Rong to show such slight contempt for her master—isn't this too slow?

Who is free to make such a thoughtful gift for an irrelevant person?And he took it with him!In order to give it to Master at any time?
God, what kind of fairy love is this!
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Xiaoxiao mutter: "I wonder if I can get someone to send it to little brother Ayan, he should be going down soon."

Furong's heart skipped a beat, and she went to look at Gongsun Zhongjing again, but the latter looked calm: "He should come to pick you up."

Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yes, then I'll keep him warm."

Fu Rong couldn't stand it anymore, so when Gongsun Zhongjing got up to leave, she offered to see her off, and when she was almost at the gate of the courtyard, she finally couldn't hold back and said, "Master Gongsun, do you... like my master?"

Gongsun Zhongjing paused, his expression seemed to be thinking.

After a while, he said to Fu Rong, "Don't let her know."

When Furong went back, she let out a long sigh, but she didn't finish her sigh, she was shocked to find——

"Master, have you handled all these ingredients?"

Xiaoxiao lied and didn't make a draft: "Maybe it was done by the palace servants before they left."

Of course not, this is what she did while Furong was away to give space. The ingredients are processed in batches, which is fast and trouble-free.

She's not stupid, she finished the whole kitchen work by herself, do you want her hands at night?
Furong didn't believe that those people had such good intentions, but the facts were in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but mutter and prepared to roll up her sleeves.

As soon as she raised her hand halfway, she was glared at by Xiaoxiao: "Dare to try?"

Fu Rong was very confused: "But Master, so many dishes... Huang... They are clearly trying to make things difficult for you."

Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows: "Do you think I'm afraid?"

(End of this chapter)