Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

"You, prepare a piece of mutton for me. After killing and peeling it, prepare it. Then get some mutton fat and knead some dough. I will use it later."

When they arrived at the back kitchen, Li Wenbin gave instructions to the cook.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, the concubine ordered that the palace should be frugal now. I can't do what you ordered."

The greasy cook squinted his eyes, clearly telling Li Wenbin, I just quit, what can you do to me?
Although Changsun Wugou didn't pay much attention to Li Wenbin, he never ordered his servants to treat him harshly, but those servants were the best at following people around, so he was often looked down upon by these servants in the past.

Especially this cook is very hateful, and he has made things difficult for him before.

Old and new grudges welled up in his heart, Li Wenbin narrowed his eyes: "Why, I can't get a piece of mutton even if I want to?"

"That's right, if you're about to starve to death, then go and ask the princess first, and when the princess gives the order, the little one will definitely obey."

Hmph, you dare to put on airs in front of Lao Tzu just because of your fornication?
At this time, the maid in charge of taking care of Li Chengqian came: "Fatty Li, the prince wants to eat a leg of lamb today, so you can prepare one. I will come and get it after the prince finishes school."

"Okay, sister, don't run away, I will personally send it to the prince, do you think so?"

"It's a good idea, with your oily smoke, you are not afraid to smoke the prince."

The maid twisted her waist and left, and the cook turned around when Li Wenbin's sullen voice came: "Why, she can have a leg of lamb, but I can't even just have a piece of lamb?"

The cook is still stubborn at this time: "I said, don't you look at your identity? He is the son of the prince, the future master of Qin Palace, how about you?"

The cook picked up a piece of mutton and smiled at Li Wenbin: "Want it?"

Then he threw the piece of mutton into the swill bucket beside him.

As soon as the words fell, the cook felt a chill between his neck, and an extremely sharp dagger was placed on his neck: "Can you tell me something more?"

"You, you, what are you doing, put down the dagger quickly." The kitchen helper rushed over and shouted at Li Wenbin.

"Don't be afraid, this kid is just scaring people. I don't think he dares to do anything to me. Otherwise, the princess will not spare him! I..."

The cook had only spoken halfway, when Li Wenbin exerted a slight force on his hand, and the dagger had pierced the skin on his neck, and bright red blood flowed all over the cook's front in a short while.

"Little Lang, please forgive me, please forgive me, I don't dare, I really don't dare."

It turns out that some problems, if they can't be solved, just go straight to the person who asked them.

Originally, what Li Wenbin could not do with all his words, was easily accomplished with a mere dagger.

Li Wenbin snorted, and pulled a hair from the cook's head casually, but it broke in two with a light blow on the dagger.

This is clearly a magic weapon that is sharp enough to be decisive, the cook was frightened all of a sudden, the arrogance just now was gone, and he got busy honestly.

"It's really holding me back, and I'm going backwards."

Li Wenbin casually stabbed the dagger into a fat sheep that had been washed and cleaned beside him, and only heard a chirping sound before it sank into the handle.

This is exactly the reward he received from the selection system. Originally, Li Wenbin was a little disappointed when he saw that it was just a dark, inconspicuous dagger.

But when he observed carefully, he saw layer upon layer of moiré patterns on it, and they were extremely sharp, so his worry turned into joy.

"Xiao Langjun, what are you doing?"

The movement in the kitchen alarmed the others, and they rushed to report to Qiuyue.

Those servants didn't know Li Wenbin's current status, and they still treated him as the former adulterer whom no one cared about.

But Qiuyue knew it. She hurried to the back kitchen, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Li Wenbin sweating profusely, and she didn't know what he was doing.

"Xiao Langjun, what are you doing here? If you want to eat anything, just tell your servants to prepare it."

Li Wenbin waved his hand: "If I don't make some food for myself, I will starve to death sooner or later. Yes, pour out the water, boil it again, put the whole sheep in the pot when it boils, and then tell me."

While instructing the cook, Li Wenbin also moved his own hands, heated up the cauldron, spread a layer of sheep oil, and then spread the noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions. After a while, the aroma was overflowing.

Seeing this, Qiuyue couldn't help pointing at the other servants and scolding: "You are all a bunch of dead people, let Xiao Lang do the work by himself? Let me tell you, if Xiao Lang hurts a single hair, he will bury you all alive. "

She is taking this opportunity to tell all the servants that Li Wenbin is no longer the original Li Wenbin, so keep your eyes open.

"Yes, sister Qiuyue, I dare not wait."

The cook knew immediately that he had hit the iron plate, and he was sweating as if he had just been fished out of the river.

After putting the whole sheep into the pot, he respectfully asked for instructions: "Xiao Langjun, the sheep has already been put into the pot."

Looking at the cook lying on the ground with all the fat all over his body trembling, Li Wenbin's heart skipped a beat.

This kind of villain, killing him is useless, it is better to...

"Well, I see you are quite clever, I will teach you a trick, watch it." Find a piece of pine wood, and order the cook to peel off the bark, "Just this one hand, you can eat and drink for the rest of your life. Do you understand? ?”

"Many, thank you, Mr. Xiaolang."

The cook lay on the ground, sobbing endlessly: "Young Lord's kindness, I will never forget it."

He is a sensible person, knowing that this is his chance, but he hates himself for scolding Xiao Langjun in his heart just now——

"It's better to starve to death than to eat what you cook. Now open your eyes wide and see that this is called rice!"

Originally, the cook took Li Wenbin's words as fart, but now he has accepted it, and he has completely accepted it.

"Sister Qiuyue, there is too much oily smoke here, you'd better not stay here, I'll order someone to send you a copy later."

"Oh, Mr. Xiao Lang really has a heart, so I would like to thank Mr. Xiao Lang."

Qiuyue thought to herself, this Mr. Wenbin really has wrists, he gave him a slap, turned his head and gave him a sweet date, which immediately made Fatty Li grateful to him.

The achievements of Mr. Wen Bin in the future should not be underestimated, even if his background is too low.

Qiuyue thought for a while, then turned to look for Zhangsun Wugou.

Li Shimin was discussing matters with Cheng Zhijie and Niu Jinda at this time, and the eldest grandson Wugou was going to prepare some meals, and then he heard Qiu Yun's report.

The eldest grandson Wugou was speechless for a while after hearing this: This kid really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, do you think he knows everything?

But as soon as she entered the kitchen, she staggered and immediately became furious.