pretty little cook

Chapter 59 Treatment ([-])

The only person at the scene who thought it was normal was probably Mi Xiaowan. She said "Oh!", first stuffed the teacup into Zhang Zhongsheng's hand abruptly, then picked up the kettle and poured it for Yong En. Served a bowl.Finally, he greeted habitually. "Drink all of you, don't worry, I won't charge you money!"

Yongen drank three bowls in a row before stopping, he had nothing to do, and chatted with Mi Xiaowan about the customs and customs of Luzhou. "How is the harvest in Luzhou this year?"

"I don't know! We in Shanyao Village live by fishing." Mi Xiaowan replied.

Yong En raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he did not see any fields near this village when he came last time. "En!" After a soft snort, there was no sound, and he closed his eyes and regained his composure.

Seeing that Yongen didn't seem to have anything to say, Mi Xiaowan walked to Zhang Zhongsheng's side with a smile. "Doctor Zhang, why don't you drink tea? Is my tea bad?"

Zhang Zhongsheng has been staring at Yong En since just now, the tea in the bowl has not moved at all.

"Oh, no, no!" Zhang Zhongsheng shook his hands quickly, Lord Baylor had already drank it, how could he say it wasn't good! "It's delicious! I'll drink it now!"

Zhang Zhongsheng drank a bowl of tea in one breath.

"How does it taste?" Mi Xiaowan asked habitually.

"It's okay!" Zhang Zhongsheng said, and then asked again. "It's not bad in summer like this, but what does your tea shop sell when the weather gets cold?"

It's cold?Mi Xiaowan was taken aback for a moment, she didn't seem to have thought about what would happen after the cold weather.

In other words, Mi Xiaowan didn't seem to have thought about it, but she didn't think about it at all. How thoughtful do you expect an eight-year-old child to think about her?
"Well, I know some recipes for herbal tea and clear porridge from Guangdong and Guangxi. Would you like me to write them for you?" Zhang Zhongsheng stroked his beard and said.

Although Mi Xiaowan is small, she is not stupid. The meaning of this Zhongsheng's words was originally to claim credit in front of Yongen Baylor, but in the end he asked her if she wanted to write to her. This is clearly an opportunity to rob her!

"No!" Mi Xiaowan shook her head without hesitation.

"I don't want to?!" This time it was Zhang Zhongsheng's turn to be embarrassed. He wanted this little guy to beg him in front of Lord Belle, so that he would have face.

Then I thought about it and understood, how could someone refuse such a good thing?But I'm afraid I would refuse it if I changed it. The reason is very simple. There is no such thing as a good thing in the world. If you gain something, you must lose something!
After thinking about it, Zhang Zhongsheng liked Mi Xiaowan even more. He has such a mind at the age of eight, and he will be paid by Lord Belle in the future. The future development of this Mi family must be immeasurable. "You can't do it if you don't want it, but I want to give it to you, with pen and ink!"

"No ink!" Mi Xiaowan spread her hands.

".."

Yong En played with the wrench on his hand, his lips parted slightly. "Put on the pen and ink!"

Immediately afterwards, a guard took out a pair of pens, ink, paper and inkstone from the carriage behind and placed them in front of Zhang Zhongsheng.

Zhang Zhongsheng didn't say much, he picked up a pen and wrote densely on three sheets of paper.

After Zhang Zhongsheng finished writing, he picked up the paper and dried it carefully, then handed it to Mi Xiaowan. "Can you read?"

"Of course!" Mi Xiaowan took the paper confidently, and immediately lowered her upturned eyes. The words on it were very beautiful, but at least she didn't recognize more than half of them. Even so, she was still cautious. He put away the paper and knelt down at the same time. "Thank you, Lord Baylor and Doctor Zhang, Caomin has one more request!"

(End of this chapter)