Pseudo-event physique [female respect]

The sky is about to reveal a fish-white color, and Mingqian faintly wakes up in a shaking, and seeing the young man who often comes to run errands next to Shi Nu, she can't help crying in her heart, and then looks at the dark morning outside the half-closed door, He couldn't help but wailed immediately: "Brother Xiaochong, don't be too haunted so early~"

The boy named Xiao Chong was about 14 years old, wearing a light blue-gray blouse, and he was ashamed when he heard the words, rubbing his hands helplessly, and said in a friendly manner: "What the world daughter ordered, I will be a slave and a handmaid." How dare you be negligent, the daughter of the world got up early today, and she couldn't sit still in the living room to pass the meal, so why don't you tell me to come and tell you to prepare it quickly."

Mingqian looked at the sky outside again, and said with a wooden face: "I move very quickly, there is no need to wake up so early, it is useless to waste my energy." As she said that, she fell back to sleep, but was dragged away by Xiao Chong's eyes and hands. Live, hurriedly said: "Well, you can't sleep anymore. The world girl instructed to pass the meal immediately.

Mingqian slammed on the bed with a howl, and then a carp straightened up, and Xiaochong, who was about to get close to her to prevent her from continuing to be lazy, stopped her footsteps in shock.

Mingqian raised her eyelids and glanced at Xiaochong, resigned to her fate and said lazily, "Brother Xiaochong is going to visit me to change clothes, isn't he?"

Xiao Chong also raised his eyelids and glanced back at her, "You still can't see it? Are you shy, kid?"

Mingqian stared fixedly at Xiaochong who was tidying up clothes for her, thought of playing a prank, curled her lips, and said, "Brother Xiaochong, what are you talking about? It will be paid to me in the future."

Xiaochong slapped her unceremoniously: "Shut up! You will be a little girl in the future, and you have started to remember women so early? Carefully drop the subject and make people laugh."

Mingxi curled her lips in boredom, she didn't know what to mutter in her mouth, and she didn't want to tease Xiao Chong. After driving him out of the room, she changed into clothes neatly, cleaned her face casually, and put the storage The good flower batter was wiped out indiscriminately, and wandered into the kitchen.

The so-called clever woman can hardly cook without rice.Although Ming Qian has tried her best to adjust some seasonings that are not available in this era in private, the restrictions on the ingredients also prevent her from showing her strengths.It was only when she came to the front yard that she realized that in this era, even the technology of making white noodles has not yet been born, and even the steamed buns eaten by the emperor are Huang Chengcheng's Wowotou.The only thing to be thankful for is that everything else is lacking in this era, only rice is not lacking, not only is it not lacking, but it is also very high-quality, but people are not good at handling rice, so the way of eating rice is limited to boiling, which happens to give space for her to develop.

Considering that everyone here is fond of meat, and the appetite of pigs is too much, Mingqian decided to make a bowl, oh no, a pot of lean meat porridge.

The daughter of the world woke up early today, still in good spirits. After hearing Su Huai's voice ordering the servants to pass the meal, she immediately sat upright, her eyes were not squinted, and she puffed up her little fat face that trembled three times after walking two steps , a school of seriousness and majesty.

But when she saw that there was only one pot for breakfast, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Mingqian seemed to be panicking, but she calmly ignored Wen Gutong's gradually angry eyes, secretly brewing some emotions, and sighed in a thousand turns, "Oh, don't blame the world daughter, Gain slave girl The craftsmanship is limited, and the ingredients in front of me really can’t make a decent meal.” The hands were not idle, and slowly lifted the lid of the pot, facing the woman’s sudden staring gaze, Qiqi Ai said: “I only made a thin serving. Meat porridge and rice porridge are not easy to digest, so you can keep yourself full." He lowered his head seemingly ashamed, but in fact he was too disgusted to see the saliva overflowing from the corner of Wen Gutong's mouth.

The daughter-in-law straightened her sitting posture again, and gave her a cold and arrogant look. Mingqian pondered for a while, expressing that she didn't understand.Shi Nu changed her sitting position and continued to glance at her for a second time. Ming Qian straightened her back and looked at the sky inexplicably.It wasn't until Shi Nu slapped the table with her small hand that she couldn't bear it, and seeing the ferocious cracks in the corner of the table, Mingqian suddenly realized - Shi Nu is implying that she serves her dinner?

After realizing this level, Mingqian didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately walked around the table to dress up for the world's ladies.Hearing Shi Nu snort coldly, and watching Shi Nu coldly pick up the porcelain bowl, and coldly sip the porridge...then not very coldly serve her meal All the maids and servants were sent out.

Only Mingqian deeply sees through Shi Nu's pretentious manner at such a young age, and dares to lick the pots and bowls so shiny again.

Mingqian dutifully acts as Wen Gutong's caring little cook. Gradually, Shi Nu's eyes are no longer so reserved and glamorous when she looks at her, and occasionally she can have a friendly chat with her. When she felt that Shi Nu already relied on her enough, she decisively began to implement her plan.

Plan one, pretend to be sick and strike.

To say that Mingqian has a way of pretending to be asleep, she also has a way of pretending to be sick.It is said that if you want to paralyze the enemy, you must first paralyze your own people. In the same way, if you want to convince others that you are really sick, you must first really make yourself sick.In the final analysis, this is actually not a complete scam, so Mingqian carried out the plan with peace of mind.

On this day, Shi Nu got a reply from Xiao Chong, knowing that Xiao Tongfang was ill, her first reaction was to wave her hand indifferently to give people a holiday, but when she thought about it, she immediately froze her majestic little body, as if struck by lightning down like decadent.

Is Xiao Tongfang sick?on vacation?Doesn't that mean she has nothing to eat?

It is said that Xiaoshinv, who was suddenly turned against by Xiaotongfang, locked herself in her room and gnawed her fingers all morning. Little Fatty, who used to eat most diligently, didn't even look at the meals that were uploaded.

On the first day of the strike, Wen Gutong expressed his understanding.

On the second day of the strike, Wen Gutong was very irritable.

On the third day of the strike, Wen Gutong couldn't bear it and broke into the servant's yard.

However, when she saw Xiao Tongfang lying on the bed with a sick face and coughing intermittently, the bulging flames were suddenly extinguished in her stomach, leaving only wisps of green smoke slowly escaping from the seven orifices.

In order not to be discovered that the daughter of the Wuhou Mansion in her majestic family came to urge the little cook to go to work, Wen Gutong immediately showed the advantages of women in this era-high physical fitness, one dashed over the low wall, and the little girl The whirlwind generally disappeared.

Back in the room, Wen Gutong squatted at the foot of the bed and gnawed his fingers bitterly. By the way, he licked the hair that seemed to be falling out because of the chef's strike recently. The more he thought about it, the more he felt Wronged.

Mingqian thought that it was almost time to close the net as the first step.Maintaining a good and happy attitude, she made some medicinal food for herself every day. In a few days, her illness was almost cured, but her voice was still empty, but her spirit was very good.

As soon as he is in good spirits, it means that the next step plan should be implemented.

The next step of the plan is to be "handicapped".

Ming Qian still remembers that when she was very young in this world, she seemed to have some impressions of a certain plot in a TV series. It said that a female supporting role was bitten by a poisonous snake, and then her hands were like a pair of mobile poisonous weapons. If anything she touches is eaten, the person who eats it will surely die.

Mingqian thinks that she is a pure and kind little white flower of the Holy Mother, because the little white flower of the Holy Mother will not do anything that harms people's lives, so she made some changes to this function, so that those who eat it will undoubtedly pull it.

Hehehe, Mingqian imagined that the little girl was happily enjoying the food, and the next second was a picture of a constipated and virtuous eye.

Brat, let's see if you dare to use me as a cook!

It's a pity that this plan has not yet been implemented, and she is about to give birth to a dystocia—it is said that Xiaoshinv is ill.

When Mingqian, who regarded herself as the Virgin Mary's little white flower, heard the latest news, her heart suddenly softened, and her thoughts of continuing to toss the fake dough also faded away.But after thinking about it, I couldn't help being excited. Looking at the sturdy little body of the fake dough, it was not easy to get sick once.

However, the reality turned around and gave her a big mouth - can the irritable child of fake dough be sympathetic!ah!

The thing is, it's like this.With the disease of fake dough, the whole family will have to make a move. Zhong Wuhou, the famous daughter slave, has searched the whole capital several times, but seeing the overwhelming momentum, he hides in the city All the genius doctors can be freed up for her, and she, who is under the nose, is given the title of little doctor fairy, so naturally she can't escape the dense and strong net of Zhongwuhou Mansion, and she is honestly framed into the fake dough in front of him.

According to Mingqian's scanning and filtering field, the disease of fake dough is [-] out of [-] fake.

Mingqian suddenly felt deeply worried.Judging from the stinky virtue of the fake dough, it is really miserable to be forced to use the method of pretending to be sick, so I have also seen the persistence of the fake dough.

Could it be that the high-level skills of the traverser that she brought with her dignified medical hand plug-in are useless, but the trivial skills of making home-cooked dishes with one hand are going to shine here?

Thinking of this, Mingxi suddenly felt that her future was bleak.

However, as an independent woman with ideas and ideals in the new era, Mingqian quickly drew up a new battle plan in her mind—negotiation.

Experiments have proved that all anti-capitalist struggles are paper tigers under the persistent appetite of foodies.

Now that she had a battle strategy, Mingqian didn't hesitate at all, and went straight into the kitchen, and hurriedly burned a row of sugar figurines to come out.

Children, who doesn't like sweets.

Mingqian was holding a plate filled with sugar figurines, and walked gracefully and calmly from the little lady's sickbed, and immediately felt a seductive gaze fix her tightly.

Ming Qian secretly rubbed herself proudly, and made Wen Gutong push the others away with a look.

Under the lure of the sweet smell of sweets, Xiaoshinu's brain is extremely flexible, her signal reception rate is very sensitive, and her interpretation skills are also very strong. She acts according to the meaning in Mingqian's eyes every minute.