Your fiancee ran away with someone again

This was also unexpected.

Wrapped in clothes during the day, there is residual heat, so it is still relatively soft until it is taken out and placed on the stool, but after being placed on the stool at night and blown by the wind all night, it can only be described in two words , hard!

It's time to change the steamed buns again.

Mu Ting pushed Qi Zhan, "Get up, get up quickly, you should go to school."

Qi Zhan is seventeen this year, and he is still a student. He is studying at the Taixue, which is specially set up for dudes like them who can fight for their fathers but are not good at first sight.

It's right next door to the Imperial Academy, but every day and every day, almost everyone in the Taixue has been beaten, and they have even gotten used to calling themselves doglegs.

The early-rising households had no intention of opening their eyes at all, and even wanted to hug Mu Ting to sleep together.

Today, Mu Ting didn't use his nirvana, but poked Qi Zhan in the back.

"Ow!"

Pain has its own wake-up function, and Qi Zhan almost jumped up screaming.

Mu Ting took the opportunity to stuff the steamed buns into his hands, "It's hard, I'll trouble you to go to the kitchen again."

Qi Zhan looked at Mu Ting accusingly, "You are so ruthless," and it hurt so much to poke him.

"Which do you choose, the pain or the man's body?" Mu Ting kindly recalled the way he got up yesterday for him.

Qi Zhan: "..." If possible, he would choose neither.

Qi Zhan, who was forced to get up, went to the kitchen to fetch steamed buns for Mu Ting. They were hot and just out of the pan.

"You have to be thankful that my father is going to court early, so in order for him to have breakfast before going out, the kitchen will prepare it early."

Mu Ting looked at the two hot steamed buns and nodded, "You should also be lucky, there are steamed buns for two days in a row."

"That's right, Zhao Quan just told me that we won't be steaming steamed buns tomorrow morning, you have to think of another way with your chest."

Qi Zhan gave his opinion and asked Mu Ting to put the steamed buns in the bed at night, as long as they are not hard, they can continue to use them the next day.

Mu Ting: "..." What a great idea.

"But did you ever think it would be rotten?"

Qi Zhan stopped talking, he went to wash his face and rinse his mouth silently, and then ate the breakfast that Qingsong brought from the back kitchen.

I bought a lot of mutton yesterday, the bones were boiled into soup, and the rest of the meat was used to make steamed buns.

Zhao Quan's cooking skills are pretty good, the bun skin is soft and the mutton stuffing is delicious and juicy, Mu Ting ate several in a row.

The mutton soup is also delicious, and the whole person is warmed up after a bowl of soup.

Qi Zhan was about to go to school after breakfast. He grabbed the door frame and refused to go out. He looked at Mu Ting enviously, "You are so kind, you don't have to go to the academy, you can do whatever you want at home."

Mu Ting said: "If you are married, you don't need to go to the academy."

Qi Zhan's eyes lit up, thinking that this was a good idea, he leaned over to Mu Ting's side, "How about we change identities? I am willing to marry you."

Mu Ting nodded, "Yes, as long as you are not afraid of being broken by your father."

He fears……

Qingsong urged from outside the door, "Master, hurry up and leave, or you will be late."

Qi Zhan turned around and left the door with regret, his back was a bit bleak.

It looked awful, Mutin thought.

However, the sympathy only lasted for a few seconds, and as soon as the person disappeared from sight, Mu Ting ruthlessly closed the door.

It was still early, and Qi's mother didn't let her daughter-in-law go to pay her respects every day, as long as the whole family had a meal together every three days.Muting, who has nothing to do, plans to practice makeup.

Qi Zhan helped him solve his troubles. If he continued to stay in Qi's house, his identity as a man would be exposed, so he had to be more attentive. At least there should be no problems with his makeup, and his dedication must be highlighted!

When the sun rose high, Bai Ling knocked on the door and told him not to be bored in the house, but that he could go for a walk in the courtyard to enjoy the flowers.

Mu Ting thought that he was really unfamiliar with Qi's family, so he complied with Bai Ling's words and asked Bai Ling to guide him to find the way.

There was a rule in the Dayu Dynasty that senior officials of the first rank could live in the fifth court, second and third ranks could live in the fourth court, Qi's father was a third-rank official, and the Qi family lived in the fourth court.

The overall layout of Qi’s courtyard is not exquisite, but it looks very comfortable. The flowers planted in the garden are very miscellaneous, including crabapple, peony, and peonies. In addition to chrysanthemums, there are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees in this season, but the flowers have already faded. Mu Ting looked a little regretful, "If the sweet-scented osmanthus hasn't thanked, it would be good to pick it for food."

Osmanthus can make a lot of desserts, such as crystal osmanthus cake, sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, sweet-scented osmanthus wine, etc., can be eaten for several days without repeating the same.

Hearing this, Bai Ling took two steps forward and said, "Third Young Madam, if you want sweet-scented osmanthus, you can ask Second Young Madam, the maid Yan Er brought by Second Young Madam from her natal home is good at making pastries. Someone is picking sweet-scented osmanthus."

"The third sibling wants to use sweet-scented osmanthus to make desserts? Fuling, go, get some dried sweet-scented osmanthus and send it to the third son's courtyard."

It's also a coincidence that when Bai Ling's words fell, the second sister-in-law Xu came to them with a little Douding, and listened to Bai Ling's words seriously.

Bai Ling quickly greeted Mrs. Xu, and Mu Ting also stepped forward to say hello, "Second sister-in-law."

Xiao Douding looked up at Mu Ting curiously at Xu's feet, Mu Ting smiled, lowered his head and reached out to poke the little girl's face, "This is Pei Er."

Qi Peier, the little girl in the second bedroom, just turned two years old, and she still staggers when she walks.

"It's Pei'er," the little girl replied in a childish voice, the little milk's voice was really sweet.

The smile on Mu Ting's face was even bigger, Mrs. Xu picked her up, held her little paw and said: "This is the third aunt, Peier is here, call the third aunt."

"Third aunt," the little girl said sweetly again, so cute that people's hearts almost melted.

Mutin even tried to steal the child.

Mrs. Xu looked at the little girl tenderly, and said to Mu Ting: "Don't worry, you and your third brother will have a child soon, and you will be cute and smart by then."

Mu Ting is embarrassing, he and Qi Zhan are two men, it is impossible to have children even in the world.

But when Qi Zhan has a sweetheart, he should be able to have one.

Mu Ting was not easy to answer, so he only pretended to be shy, and then proposed to make a dessert for the little girl, which happened to use the sweet-scented osmanthus sent by Mrs. Xu.

"Yesterday I knew that the third younger brother and sister are good at cooking, so today I will be able to enjoy Peier's glory."

"I'll go to the back kitchen to have a look first, maybe I need some time, and I'll bring it to Peier," Mu Ting said before leading Bai Ling to leave.

Mrs. Xu called him, "Third brothers and sisters, it's been cold recently, some families will arrange servants to deliver lunch to the scholars at home, so that they can eat something warm."

Mu Ting has the memory of the original owner, and knows that both Taixue and Guozijian are dining rooms. Although they are not as good as at home, they are not bad.

Mrs. Xu's words were implying that he could make lunch and send it to Qi Zhan, in order to help him get closer to Qi Zhan. Mu Ting understood, and said to Mrs. Xu: "Thank you, Second Sister-in-law, I will go first and then Let's see the chef."

Mrs. Xu watched him leave with a smile. The third younger brother and sister had just entered the house and couldn't figure out their temperament, but Mrs. Xu didn't mind being nice first. The life in Qi's family was very stable and comfortable. She didn't want such a comfortable life destroyed.

Mu Ting asked Bai Ling to go back to the yard to get sweet-scented osmanthus, and walked towards the big kitchen by himself.

Zhao Quan and the others were very happy to see him. They talked about the taste of yesterday's mapo tofu and steamed mutton, saying that they would have a long aftertaste.

Zhao Quan also asked, "Is the third young lady still cooking today?"

Mu Ting nodded, "Yes, someone will send the third son to Taixue later."

As soon as these words came out, the kitchen was full of praise, saying that he had a heart and was in love with Qi Zhan.

Mu Ting didn't show it on his face, but he was thinking in his heart, after knowing his true identity, you won't be shocked.

He walked around the kitchen and saw the ingredients he bought today, including chicken, duck, fish, and a lot of vegetables. After reading it, he already knew what to cook for lunch.

It was still early, so Mu Ting was going to prepare something delicious for the little girl—bozai cake.

Sticky rice flour and Chengfen are used to make bozai cake. Sticky rice flour is ground rice flour. There is no ready-made one in the back kitchen, so Mu Ting asked someone to grind it fresh.

Chengfen is more troublesome, it has to be washed out with flour, flour is always available, so Mu Ting packed the flour and did it himself.

The clothes he was wearing today were small sleeves made from thrushes. He didn't need to roll up his sleeves. It was much more convenient than yesterday, and also reduced the risk of being discovered. Mu Ting was very happy, and there was a smile on his face when he washed his face.

After Bai Ling put down the dried sweet-scented osmanthus, he came to help Mu Ting. Mu Ting guessed that Chengfen would be used frequently in the future, so he planned to wash some more and dry it in the sun.

After washing out the clear powder, the subsequent method is simple. Mix it with sticky rice flour, add sugar water to make it liquid, then pour it into a bowl with oil, put sweet-scented osmanthus and some dried fruits and steam it in a pan.

After steaming the Bozai Cake, Mu Ting started to make lunch for Qi Zhan. The processed crucian carp was fried in lard and then put into a pot to simmer over low heat.

A chicken was quickly cut into small pieces by Mu Ting. He planned to make a braised chicken and stir-fried an eggplant.

Knowing Qi Zhan's nature as a cook, and he also wants to eat, so the amount is a lot, definitely enough.

The essence of stewed chicken lies in the soup bibimbap, chicken and side dishes must be eaten, but the soup must not be let go.

When it was out of the pot, it was served in a big bowl, and the aroma was very attractive. Mu Ting saw that one or two of the people in the kitchen were very greedy, so he did the same thing as yesterday, and gave them a little bit to taste, leaving more soup, Mu Ting Didn't say, he thinks people who know how to eat will find out the mystery.

When he quickly finished the dishes, the bozai cake over there had already cooled down, and it was crystal clear. You could clearly see the sweet-scented osmanthus and dried fruit in the middle. The sweet-scented osmanthus was very fragrant.Mu Ting tried one by himself first, and it was a little chewy at the beginning, but after that, his mouth was full of sweetness.

Mu Ting thought it was not bad, so he left a few for the kitchen staff to share, and made two for Qi Zhan, and divided the rest into two, and let Bai Ling send the extra to Miss Peier.

After Qi Zhan's large boxed lunch was packed, Mu Ting handed it to Qingsong to deliver to Qi Zhan, "You tell the third son that the main course is braised chicken, the soup can be eaten with rice, and the dessert is called bozai cake. He wants It’s okay to call it bowl cake. Be careful on the road, don’t spill it.”

"Hey," Qingsong carried the food box and walked quickly, thinking in his heart, the third son is really lucky to marry the third young lady who is a daughter-in-law who is good at cooking.

After Mu Ting finished his work, he returned to the yard with the dishes he wanted to eat, planning to enjoy his lunch.

Today he has learned to be smart, he eats by himself without anyone serving him, and he can sigh as comfortably as he wants.

……

As for Taixue on the other side, Mrs. Xu did not tell lies, indeed, many doting families arranged for servants to deliver meals.

But Qi Zhan was never in the range, because his father would not let him.

So when it's time to go, I consciously go to the dining hall. After all, eating is the biggest meal in the world, who would treat their stomach badly if they have nothing to do.

He has a best friend, everyone is a dude, a good brother who often fights together!

It's a pity that when it comes to eating, there is only one person who shares the same illness with him, and the other families are very fond of him. Every noon, a servant will bring food.

A good brother named Yu Xuyao, who had just finished laughing at Qi Zhan's scars, then sighed rather sadly, "It's just those few dishes that I've been turning over and over again. I haven't seen a cook learn a new dish in these years. appetite."

Qi Zhan didn't want to eat very much, especially after eating the dishes made by Mu Ting, he felt that the food in the canteen was inedible.

"If it wasn't for the sake of not being hungry, who would want to be wronged like this," the more I think about it, the more I feel wronged.

At this time, someone stopped Qi Zhan, "Qi Zhan, someone from your family brought you food."

The person who called Qi Zhan was one of his good brothers. When Qi Zhan heard this, his eyes lit up and he walked towards the gate.

Yu Xuyao ​​was a little dazed at first, his mind was full of suffering and he was the only one left to bear it, but he quickly came to his senses and chased after him calling Qi Zhan's name.

Qi Zhan took the food box from Qingsong, lifted the lid and sniffed the aroma, and immediately confirmed that it was made by Mu Ting.

Qingsong forwarded what Mu Ting asked him to say to Qi Zhan, and then left.

Qi Zhan carried the food box to find a place to eat and sit down to eat. Yu Xuyao ​​followed him and wanted to ask something several times, but Qi Zhan was so fast that he didn't even give him a chance.

After sitting down in a pavilion outside the dining hall, Qi Zhan put the food box on it, opened the lid, and said to Yu Xuyao ​​in a proud and proud tone, "My wife made it for me!"