Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 292
"Try it!" Ba Ye smiled and walked over.

Mao Tongtong's eyes widened immediately.Ba Ye, a prince, would do this?People who wish to be fed into their mouths every meal since they were young, can barbecue?

Mao Tongtong subconsciously looked up to the sky, um, the sun is still setting from the west.Ba Ye must be showing off!

She took a step to the side and gave the seat to Ba Ye.

The little eunuchs who were serving at the side were sweating!It's not good for these two masters to play something, but this is what they want to play.Not to mention the mess, the two masters have to prevent themselves from being burned.

But now that Ba Ye said that he wants to barbecue in person, no matter how tired he is, he still has to serve him!The two young eunuchs hurriedly cleaned up Mao Tongtong's mess, and then stepped aside.

When Mao Tongtong saw that Ba Ye took the meat skewers and put them on the grill, there was still a contemptuous smile in his eyes.Hmph, who doesn't know how to pretend!Didn't she look pretty good just now?It will be exposed in a while!

As a result, she waited and waited, but her eyes opened wider and wider!Eighth Master actually knows how to barbecue kebabs!Although her movements are not very skilled, they are much better than her flurry just now!

Under Mao Tongtong's surprised eyes, Ba Ye handed a bunch of grilled mutton skewers in front of her.

"Here, how about a taste of Master's craftsmanship?"

Seeing the smile on Ba Ye's face, and looking at the shiny and fragrant meat skewers in front of him, Mao Tongtong was stunned.

"Try it." Eighth Master handed the meat skewers to Mao Tongtong again.

Suspiciously taking the meat skewers from Eighth Master, Mao Tongtong hesitantly took a bite and chewed twice.

"How's Master's craftsmanship?" The smile on Ba Ye's face was quite smug.

Swallowing the meat in his mouth, Mao Tongtong had to admit that Ba Ye's craftsmanship is still passable.

"It's okay," she said.

"I haven't baked for a long time, and my skills are unfamiliar." Ba Ye laughed.

"Yeah, how could Lord bake this?" Mao Tongtong was full of doubts.Do the princes still learn cooking skills?impossible!What the ancients paid attention to was the gentleman far away from the kitchen!
"Who told me to look good just now?" Ba Ye looked at Mao Tongtong playfully.

"Also, there is no time to miss!" Mao Tongtong pouted.

"I haven't baked it before, so I dare to brag!" Ba Ye stretched out his hand and patted Mao Tongtong on the forehead.

"Slaves, who knew it was so difficult!" Mao Tongtong said gloomily.I think she can cook in modern times.Who knows but can't play with the seemingly simple barbecue?
"It seems that I won't be able to believe everything I tell you in the future." Ba Ye smiled and said, "I always thought that Tong Tong was a very down-to-earth person. I didn't expect to be able to brag."

"Slave, this is what I said once!" Mao Tongtong hastily argued.

Ba Ye smiled and said nothing, Mao Tongtong said again: "It's really just this time!"

"Well, let's just believe you." Ba Ye said.

Mao Tongtong is called a regret!What is this called?One carelessness ruined the image in Baye's heart.

"How can you bake? Who did you learn from?" Mao Tongtong was still struggling with this question.It's really weird.

"I learned it from my sister-in-law." Eighth Master said.

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ba Ye was talking about Sifu Jin.It is said that Si Fujin is the old daughter of Master Fei Yanggu, and she is favored at home, how could this happen?Is it popular in the capital?
"The maidservant thought that ladies don't go to the kitchen." Mao Tongtong said tentatively.

But Master Ba laughed and said: "Sister-in-law likes to study food, and also likes to do it herself."

"Really? Then we have common hobbies with the slave!" Mao Tongtong said in surprise.Unexpectedly, fourth master Bingshan with cold noodles would like a foodie Si Fujin!This style of painting is so different from the ones in history!

"Sister-in-law Si's craftsmanship is much better than yours!" Eighth Master looked at Mao Tongtong with a look of disgust.

"Slaves can practice more times!" Mao Tongtong said unconvinced!She has the basics of cooking, so she can't believe that she can't cook a kebab.

"Forget it! Practice a few more times, let's not eat tonight." Ba Ye glanced at the ingredients that Mao Tongtong had just scrapped.

Mao Tongtong also took a look, and immediately stopped talking.

Ba Ye smiled, stepped forward, took Mao Tongtong's hand and sat down, "Let's just sit down and wait for the servants to serve you."

Mao Tongtong would naturally be unable to refute.After tossing and tossing for so long, her stomach was growling with hunger.

So in the end, the self-service barbecue turned into waiting for the servants to bake it and eat it directly.

Mao Tongtong, who turned her depression into an appetite, ate too much without paying attention. In the end, she was dragged around the Zhuangzi in a daze by the eighth master before allowing her to go back to sleep.

After this sleep, I slept until the sun was bright the next day.Thinking that there was only half a day left, Mao Tongtong took his portfolio and went out to sketch without hesitation.

There is only one garden in the mansion, and painting and painting are nothing but those things.It can't be compared to being in the suburbs, and the field of vision has become wider.

It's rare for Eighth Master to relax.Mao Tongtong was painting, and he went on a gallop.

When Ba Ye came back after two laps, Mao Tongtong's painting on the drawing paper had also taken shape.

He got off the horse and walked over to take a look, the corners of his mouth curled up.

It turned out that Mao Tongtong also drew Ba Ye's figure of riding a horse just now into the painting.

Today, Mao Tongtong used his own charcoal drawing, which was more lifelike than ink painting, so Baye couldn't help but praise it.

Mao Tongtong looked back at him, and joked: "Could it be because there is a master in the painting that we agreed?"

Ba Ye was so choked that his smile faltered, and he said, "Tongtong doesn't have confidence in his paintings?"

"The servant feels that it is rare for the master to say a word of praise." Mao Tongtong looked clear.

"It would be even better if this painting was colored." Eighth Master said.The charcoal drawings are all black and white, and I always feel less angry.

"Well, let's paint when we get back." Mao Tongtong nodded.Black and white portraits are good, but landscapes are not so good.The blue sky, white clouds, green grass and green trees cannot be expressed without coloring.

Leisure time always passes faster.Mao Tongtong felt that he hadn't played much yet and was about to go home.

When Ba Ye saw her looking out of the window reluctantly, his heart softened, and he said, "I'll bring you here when I have a vacation."

"My Lord keeps his word!" Mao Tongtong said.

"That's natural! I never broke my promise to you!" Eighth Master said.

Mao Tongtong suddenly felt better.If I can go out for outings from time to time, the life in the back house will not feel too sad.People really have expectations and motivation.

Because he returned after lunch and did not take a morning break in Zhuangzi, Mao Tongtong fell asleep after riding in the carriage for a while.

Knowing that she likes to take a lunch break, Ba Ye put his arms around her and leaned against him.

Mao Tongtong moved his body, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep peacefully holding Ba Ye's arm.

　Today's update is complete, see you tomorrow.I wish you a nice weekend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)