Take a fool to farm

Chapter 389 I Can't Accommodate (4)
"Wen'er, you said that I eat three meals a day in the palace, which is nothing new!" The emperor suddenly withdrew his smile and looked serious.

"Ah?" The topic changed too quickly, and Zhao Wen was a little uncomfortable. After a while, he realized: "Father, can't you?"

"Well, father, you have to taste the porridge to see if it's worth a tael of silver." The emperor stood up and said, "Otherwise, let her go back and forth wherever she goes, and don't stand in front of the gate of my palace." a shame!"

The emperor wants to eat porridge from outside!

Gan Mao almost bit off his tongue, my mother, this is really a novelty!But I don't know how the emperor, who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, would feel when eating this porridge?
In a small courtyard a few miles away from the imperial palace in the capital, Jiao Niang was sitting by the stove and dozing off, while Madam Zheng stared at the cook making porridge without blinking.

"Ma'am, the porridge is ready!" The cook didn't know what was wrong with her, and the master came to the gate to supervise the battle in person!What's even more strange is that all the ingredients and even the water for the porridge made today were brought by them!The procedure is still the same as before, and the fire technique is also taught by the wife, but she is still a little timid, which is normal, the apprentice is a little timid in front of the master, after all, he is doing the same thing.

"The heat and taste of the process are the same as usual?" Jiao Niang felt that selling breakfast is the most tiring job in the world, and that is to do things at the risk of fighting with Duke Zhou!Fortunately, I still have Madam Zheng to help me, otherwise my work would have been wasted!She didn't dare to take out the porridge that she didn't cook herself under her nose.

"Mommy, take out a clay pot!" Standing up, Jiaoniang felt relieved: "Leave it to them, let's go back to the village to catch up on sleep!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Madam Zheng was very surprised. She originally thought that she would cook the porridge herself, but in the end she came to work as a supervisor, and even as a supervisor, she didn't do her duty properly.I thought I would boil a pot alone, but it turned out that it was boiled in a large stove and just scooped up some.Please forgive my ignorance, the imperial meal was made with great ostentation, who would have thought that today the emperor's breakfast would be the same as that served in a small shop?You can eat imperial food for a tael of silver, so just have fun!

Gan Mao held the clay pot and handed it to the prince. The job here was really hard work. Not only did he focus on every move in the kitchen, he also had to endure the temptation of the delicious smell of the freshly cooked porridge.

"Did that woman do it herself?" Xiao Mian, no matter how unhappy you are, you still have to work hard with your ass pouted when the emperor's messenger arrives, and you can't have any complaints.The father wanted to eat porridge, and as his son, he was serving as a servant in front of the saddle, so he recruited her into the city and told her the importance of this incident.And, make it very clear to her, it's best not to pretend to be someone else!In fact, I am also very curious about whether this woman can go from the living room to the kitchen and into the bedroom.Ah bah, just looking at that woman's clothes, the bedroom must not be a fuel-efficient lamp!
"Grandpa, she just sat next to her and dozed off without doing anything!" Gan Mao thought, it would be better if she didn't do anything, and she had to be more careful with so many women with fancy intestines.

"What, this woman, at this level, still dares to be lazy, and dare to defy others?" Zhao Wen jumped in anger. Does this woman have the majesty of the royal family in her heart?The emperor personally ordered to drink the porridge she made, and he kindly passed it on to her for a reminder, but it still ended up like this!
On the carriage back to the village, Jiao Niang squinted her eyes and thought to herself what a pity!It's a pity, it's a pity that I dare not sing a play today.Even the emperor wants to drink porridge from this small shop. You said that if all civil and military officials and ordinary people know about it, then it is a free advertisement with the most money!However, what the royal family eats and lives in is clearly recorded, how dare I secretly reveal this matter in private?
"Miss, this old slave can't figure it out either!" Madam Zheng endured and endured, watching Jiao Niang's eyes slowly open, she finally dared to ask: "Miss, why don't you cook soup and porridge yourself? You said that it would be a glorious thing if the emperor took a fancy to your unique skill!
"No, I don't want to make soup for him myself!" I will reward you with a little money if it suits your appetite, but if it doesn't suit your appetite, it will be a serious crime: "Nurse, you know that Zhihong's child likes something and can't hold it with him." Let go!"

What does this mean?Madam Zheng couldn't figure it out, and there was a big difference between the beginning and the end of the conversation.

"This man, he can't be accommodated!" Jiao Niang continued: "You said that if that porridge is delicious, will you have another bowl tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

It is very possible that Madam Zheng still likes Jiao Niang's cooking skills.However, wouldn't it be a good thing to make the emperor like the porridge he cooked?

"No, he has an imperial dining room, and hundreds of people play with him." I am the mother of three children, and I have to take care of Zhuangzi and have to discipline the children, so I am not interested in being his cook, so I am honest Be strong as your own peasant woman.Moreover, this is simply a thankless task, so stay as far away as possible!So I scooped up a clay pot in the big pot of porridge and threw it to Zhao Wen!
(End of this chapter)