Through the otherworldly peerless

After seeing off Meili, Wushuang was not in a high mood until the next day, when Xi came over and told them that the small kitchen had been set up. I happily went to the small kitchen I built.

The small kitchen is very simple, except for a stove, an iron pot, and a few earthenware dishes, there are only three kinds of seasonings, salt, wine, and a jar of sour juice. Dried to produce juice, the juice is sour, bitter and astringent, most people don't like the taste very much.

Therefore, for these three types of seasoning, people mainly use salt on weekdays. In addition, people at this time do not know how to cook sea salt artificially, and all of them use natural salt crystals, which greatly limits the production of salt, and therefore salt The price is also quite expensive.

In fact, Wushuang really wants to eat hot pot. He has been thinking about it for a whole winter. Now that the weather is getting warmer, and the barbecue is beckoning to him, the taste of gluttony is not good.

It's just that the conditions are limited now, there is no chili or cumin, and now I can cook by myself anyway, Wushuang is going to study it carefully, no matter what, this boiled white meat can no longer be eaten.

Just do it, Wushuang turned to Xi and said to the side: "Tell the kitchen that you don't need to prepare food for me today, you can send some raw materials... that is, raw meat, lettuce, etc., I will make it myself today .”

Xi was surprised and said, "You...you want to cook yourself?"

Wushuang: "Can't you?"

"Okay, yes, of course," Xi said, his surprised expression didn't change much, and he stammered, "Then, that slave will go and ask the kitchen to deliver raw food."

Wushuang reminded: "Don't forget, there is still firewood."

Tin: "Yes, yes, my lord."

Xi hurried out of the yard of Wushuang's small kitchen, and within a few steps, he bumped into Xiangkang who was rushing over in the corridor.

"Hurry up, what are you doing!" Xiangkang yelled at Xi dissatisfiedly after being hit.

Xi looked up and saw Xiangkang, and hurriedly greeted Xiangkang: "My lord, this is not Wuyi Hou urging the servant to find firewood for him immediately, saying that he wants to cook for himself."

Xiangkang stared: "Is he really here?"

Xi nodded: "It's probably true. I usually don't get up until dinner time. Today, as soon as I heard that the small kitchen was built, I rushed over immediately without delay."

Xiangkang sneered: "This trash, he actually wants to cook by himself? He is not afraid of humiliating the Wang family!"

Xi smiled: "Sir, do you want to go and see the excitement?"

Xiangkang: "Of course!"

Xi: "Then just wait a little longer, wait for the servant to beg for the firewood, and then go in and see how our unceremonious prince cooks himself."

Xiang Kang laughed and nodded: "Okay, you hurry up, I'll wait here."

"Yes, my lord."

Xi hurried to the kitchen, and not long after, he took a few servants with him. Two of them carried dry firewood on their shoulders, and the other carried corn and meat.

Xi greeted Xiangkang outside the yard, and Xiangkang waved his hand to signal him to go in first, hurry up, he can't wait any longer.

Xi entered the small kitchen with a smile on his face, ordered the servants to put down the things they brought, and smiled at Wushuang: "My lord, I have brought you all the things. These are all freshly picked this morning. Take a look at this vegetable leaf." , still fresh."

Wushuang glanced at Xi, for some reason, Xi felt that Wushuang looked at him with strange eyes.

That's because as early as when he went out for the first time, what he said to Xiangkang in the corridor, he thought his voice was low, and there was a wall, so they could never hear Wushuang inside, but Wushuang was beside him. There was You Jiuba, You Jiuba almost didn't have to bother to listen to what he said to Xiangkang.

When You Jiuba heard it, it was naturally the same as Wushuang heard it too. He was ridiculed. Wushuang must take it back with a stare, but the stare should not be too obvious, so that Xi felt that Wushuang looked at him. It's kind of weird.

But before he could study it carefully, Wushuang was already thinking about him. He looked at the vegetables and meat brought by the servants and said in surprise, "There are eggs and chicken today? This is really rare."

Xi: "The lunch I prepared for you today is chicken. If you want to cook yourself, my lord, the slave will bring you the chicken."

Wushuang smiled: "But why is this chicken still half-cooked?"

"Cough!" Xi coughed lightly, "Madam Pao didn't know that you were going to cook in person today, and it's time to cook, so they put the chicken in the pot for you to eat at noon, listen Said that you want meat, I'm afraid there will be no business, so I can only pick up the chicken that was left in the pot for you. When they came, all the maids were scared, afraid that you would blame them, but... there is really no way. , No, the eggs that were just delivered today, that’s all, I brought them all for you.”

This means that the chicken is boiled, there is no other way but to compensate with eggs.

Wu Shuang didn't say anything, B said displeasedly: "If you dare, we adults have to take what you have left, right?"

Xi frowned: "Why is it left over? This was originally intended for adults."

B pointed at the chicken: "It's all like this, isn't it left over? Can't you kill a chicken now?"

Xi said: "Where is Baicheng? You must have heard of it before Marquis Wuyi came, right? There is not enough food every year, and the corn that was provided last year was gone as early as the beginning of spring. What you eat now is all My lord's credit, if not for my lord—"

"uh-huh!"

A heavy cough came from outside the door. It turned out that Xiangkang who had been wandering outside for a long time stopped him in time before Xi finished speaking.

As soon as Xiangkang came in, he gave Xi a hard look, and reprimanded him: "The Marquis of Wuyi wants a chicken, even if you search the whole Baicheng, you have to find a fresh one to send to the Marquis. Sending such a thing is considered a chicken. What do you mean? Let me tell you a few words, it’s just that you don’t know what’s wrong, but you still dare to talk back? Xi, I don’t think you want your head anymore!”

Xi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he knelt down in front of Xiangkang to beg for mercy: "My lord, calm down, my lord, Xi will go now, and I will go find a fresh live chicken for Wu Yihou!"

"No need, just this one." Wushuang went down with a knife, and the chicken head was chopped off. Fortunately, the inside was raw. I guess it was just out of the pot. Wushuang raised his head and smiled at Xi. Wushuang said, "Is there any beans? Bring me some more beans."

Xiangkang frowned: "My lord, how can you eat something like beans? Is there not enough corn? I'll let someone carry a sack for you."

Wu Shuang hummed in his heart: Douzi is a good thing, it's you country bumpkins who don't know what to buy!

He said on the face: "In this case, Mr. Xiangkang, please send someone to bring a sack of beans?"

Xiangkang: "..." Isn't this person a fool?Beans are something that only inferior people eat, and they are not worthy of appearing on the tables of nobles like them!

Wushuang: Hmph!Stupid mortals!From now on, you will know how good my soybeans are!

Xiangkang finally ordered someone to bring a bag of soybeans to Wushuang. Wushuang looked at the bag of beans, his eyes glistened, and Xiangkang began to wonder whether Wushuang really wanted to cook for himself, or whether this person Don't understand anything at all, just messing around?

Of course, the reason was not only because Wushuang asked for a bag of beans, but also because he found that Wushuang didn't distinguish between grains at all.

There are only two kinds of vegetables that Tin brought, and in Baicheng, even vegetables are rare. Thinking of the barren land like a Dalmatian along the way, Wushuang said that it is completely understandable.

It's just that Wushuang discovered that he had never seen these two vegetables before!

Wushuang pointed to one of the vegetables whose leaves were like green onions, but the bulbs at the root were like garlic, but each one was not much bigger than the nail cap, and asked Xiangkang, "Master Xiangkang, what is this?"

Xiangkang looked at Wushuang with wide eyes: "My lord... don't you know him?"

Wushuang honestly shook his head.

Xiangkang pursed his lips, and was silent for a moment before replying, "This is a scallion."

"Scallions?" Wushuang picked it up and smelled it. "It looks a bit like leeks. How do you eat them? Are the leaves edible? Or the bulbs underneath?"

Xiangkang: "...you can eat them all."

Wushuang nodded, broke off the lower bulb and smelled it, peeled off the thin skin, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

Xiangkang was startled: "My lord! This is still raw!"

Wushuang chewed for a while, and said happily: "It really smells like garlic, but it's not so spicy, it's crunchy and sweet."

Xiangkang: "..."

Wushuang picked up another plant and asked Xiangkang, "What about this one? What is it called?"

Xiangkang stared at Wushuang.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Xiangkang didn't answer, Wushuang frowned, "Don't you know Mr. Xiangkang?"

"No, no," Xiangkang wrinkled his face, held back, but didn't hold back, and asked, "Master, are you sure you really want to cook yourself?"

Wushuang raised her chest: "Of course!"

Xiangkang: Why the hell am I so unbelievable?

Wushuang asked again: "Master Xiangkang, what is this called?"

Xiangkang seemed a little tight in his chest: "This is sunflower, and it is also the most common vegetable. My lord... has been eating it for the past few days!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the tone of the last four words of Xiangkang seems to be heavier than the others.

Wushuang held up the sunflower, looked left and right, and muttered in a low voice: "It really looks like cabbage..."

He raised his head, smiled and said to Xiangkang: "I didn't expect Mr. Xiangkang to know so much as a nobleman! It's a pity that I don't know all of them except the chicken! Mr. Xiangkang, you are really amazing!"

Xiangkang smiled with a smirk: "Your Excellency is absurd."

Wushuang sighed: "Okay, then I'm going to start cooking! First... B! You first chop this chicken into eight pieces!"

B always obeys what he says: "Yes, my lord!"

Wushuang turned back and asked You Jiuba with a wink, "Will it make a fire?"

You Jiuba chuckled lightly, and went under the stove to light a fire for Wushuang.

Wushuang looked at C again, thought for a while and said, "If you're... just take care of washing the vegetables!"

C looked at B, and then at You Jiujiu, everyone seemed to be working, he had to work too, only slaves who worked hard were useful slaves, and would not be easily killed, C Busily nodded to Wushuang, silently went to wash the vegetables.

Wushuang watched everyone busy with satisfaction, looked up to see that Xiang Kang was still idle, opened his mouth and said, "You..."

Xiangkang interrupted immediately: "My lord! I have to inspect the farmland later!"

Wushuang sighed: "Well, that's a pity. I wanted to ask my lord if he would stay and cook with me."

Xiangkang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, that's really... a pity."