Chef [Quick Transmigration]

Zhang Xiaobai also met Ziwei Xingjun a few times in the fairy world. Xingjun is an immortal, and he has to bow his head to avoid it. The only close contact was when the Jade Emperor sent an immortal official to deliver an order. Ziwei Xingjun stood together to receive the order, and Xingjun glanced at him.

In Zhang Xiaobai's impression, all the star kings and immortals are flowers of Gaoling, except for Taibai, Ziwei Xingjun is a god statue carved from ice and snow, and the person in front of him is a mortal no matter how he looks, he can't experience a birth The mystery in the middle, even the nature has been completely forgotten, right?So according to his judgment, this person should be... the second prince who is about to enter the feudal domain.

There is no way, the purple qi permeating the whole body can be seen as royal nobles, the third prince is imprisoned, and the fourth prince is not suitable for his age. Thinking about it, only the second prince is the unlucky prince who specially delivers food to the two protagonists in the original plot.

Zhang Xiaobai lowered his head and thought about the way to get out, but before he could come up with a clue, Qin Ze was already half full, and all the dishes on the table were wiped out, but Wenfenglou's dishes remained untouched , Qin Ze breathed out, feeling better than in the morning, waved to Zhang Xiaobai, and said, "The dishes are well done, how old are you?"

Zhang Xiaobai came to his mind, but his attitude was a little more respectful than before, "Master Hui, the Chinese New Year is ten years old."

Qin Ze wasn't surprised at all, he just said, "I'm not short anymore, it's pitiful to live in a brothel at such a young age, who else is there in the family?"

Zhang Xiaobai sneaked a glance at the "Second Prince". Seeing his amiable face, he felt a little confident, and quickly explained: "Master, I misunderstood. Walking around outside, I should have heard of it, my surname is Meng, that is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ze suddenly said, "It's the son of the official prostitute who was recognized by the Dingbeihou Mansion."

Guards: ...To tell the truth, if this is not for the crown prince, he probably wouldn't be able to live to adulthood with this mouth, right?

Zhang Xiaobai pursed his lips. He was very clear about his identity, and he didn't think it was a big deal, but he was a little sensitive to the word "prostitute". The gods of the world have gradually become accustomed to the joys and sorrows of these poor women. Whether it is an official prostitute appointed by the court or an ordinary prostitute sold by his parents and husbands, he feels grief and powerlessness.

Qin Ze didn't think too much about it. Seeing that Zhang Xiaobai looked a little unhappy, he didn't get angry, and said with a smile, "Since you are the son of the Hou's mansion, I can't take you back home. When will you come next time? I'll wait for you here."

Zhang Xiaobai opened his mouth. He really didn't expect the Second Prince to be so familiar with himself. What he enjoys in cooking is the process of creation, and he doesn't care who eats it in the end. The point is, isn't the Second Prince leaving soon?

Saying that he definitely couldn’t say that, Zhang Xiaobai thought for a while, and said, “I can come again in half a month, but my grandfather said that he will take me to the border when the weather gets warmer.

Qin Ze was a little surprised. He thought it would be amazing for a child who came back from a brothel to have amazing cooking skills. He didn't expect that a general in the town of Dingbei Hou would be so optimistic about such a junior. He But I heard that the third son of the Dingbeihou Mansion will not return to the border this time, and will take the children's examination this year to become a scholar.There is a pair of information from both sides. This is clearly a plan to give up the son who was originally optimistic about it, and to train a grandson instead.

Qin Ze took a few more glances at Zhang Xiaobai. He had liked this kid before, he was pleasing to the eye and looked stable. Although he was not such a rare and handsome character, he was still a talent to make.

Thinking of this, he... raised his hand to let the guards take him out.

Just kidding, now he is the prince, and he will be the emperor in the future, only talents come to him to show his face, do you want him to lower his figure to win over?A child who doesn't know what the future holds, if he gets some attention today, if he can crawl in front of him in the future, he will be in his eyes.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Dingbei Hou Mansion. Zhang Xiaobai knew it was not good when he looked at the sky. Practicing, he remembered the time by himself, and didn't stop until night fell, an hour later than usual.

Meng Jue snorted coldly, knowing that today was the child's limit, so he still asked people to massage Zhang Xiaobai's muscles and bones. Someone has come here, that's how he survived at the beginning, Meng Lou was a jerk when he was a teenager, and his kung fu never fell behind, otherwise he would be able to fight without knowing how to carry a knife. The child is sweating on the martial arts arena and spilling blood on the battlefield, so that the word Dingbei has survived seven dynasties.

It was an extremely busy day for Zhang Xiaobai, and it was also another lazy end of winter for Meng Lian since he returned to Shanghai.

It has been ten years since she traveled to this fictional dynasty, and Meng Lian's memory of her previous life has become somewhat blurred. With the changes in her body, her mentality has also gradually begun to change. From the bottom of her heart, she feels that it is good to be a man, and it is best to be a man. The most important point is that you don’t have to bear the pain of childbirth. You must know that in ancient times, childbirth was a hell, and a bad one could kill you. Although she has no interest in women, in this era, women who like women must have a bad life. Men are good dragons Yang is not a big deal, when the time comes, she will marry a wife at random for decoration, and raise a few handsome men outside to open the harem, wouldn't it be flattering?

The third and most important point is that she can use her identity as a man to realize her ambitions. Traveling through ancient times, who would have thought of inventing and copying poems to become the number one scholar?She is only ten years old, she has a lot of time to study, she has more vision than others for a lifetime, how can she not live in an ancient time with nothing to do?

Facts have proved...it really can't.

Meng Lian deeply felt that simplified characters were the greatest invention of modern people. Although she didn't know that there were simple characters in ancient times, it didn't stop her from feeling that traditional characters, especially traditional characters written with a brush, are simply modern people's. nightmare.

Of course, Meng Lian didn't think she was stupid. She was swollen when she signed up for the children's exam. If she thought she couldn't do it, others wouldn't either. How difficult can children's exams be?At most, it was at the level of Xiaoshengchu.

With such a mentality, Meng Lian took his cousin Li Wenjia's hand and acted like a spoiled child the day before the Tong Sheng Exam, and followed him to the party where Zhang Xiaobai was introduced.

Li Wenjia is a son of the Duke's family and knows many people. Most of his friends are also the sons of the Duke's family. Meng Lian only went with him once and fell in love with this kind of gathering. Basically none of the upper-class children are ugly, even if the ancestors are not good-looking, the genetic selection of generations of beautiful wives and concubines is not much worse, and the children of princes who are just right in age can't perform even if they bring their own red traffic Aristocratic temperament, gathering together is simply a feast for Yan dogs.

Zhang Xiaobai didn't feel it at all. He followed Li Wenjia into the restaurant in a polite manner, and met people in a polite manner. Most of the people Li Wenjia knew were a generation or two older than him, and his attitude was not close. He made a little joke in the posture of an elder, and the atmosphere was not warm at all. Meng Lian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it, and hurriedly pulled Li Wenjia to talk to others. He obviously hadn't been here a few times, but he was very familiar with everyone in his words. The appearance of the network.

Zhang Xiaobai sat on the spot with a straight face. Li Wenjia could be called taking care of him. When he introduced him, he mentioned that the contacts between the princes and princes were not pure. Those who are close are in-laws and family friends like Li Wenjia, and those who are generally related to each other are normal dignitaries, and there are a few down-and-out families, and even some princes and offspring are on the sidelines.

The attitude towards these people needs to be considered, either like Li Wenjia, who are divided into three or six grades, or like Zhang Xiaobai who treats everyone equally and does not get close to them. The eyes of the concubines from the side branches looked a little weird when they looked at Meng Lian, the son of the Hou family.

Li Wenjia smiled warmly, and only revealed a hint of displeasure when talking to a few friends in a low voice, "I've been smart since I was a child, for my sake, please bear with me a little."

The son of the protector of the country has the closest relationship with Li Wenjia. He had been staring at Meng Lian before, but now he is not polite. He glanced at a few actors not far away who were toasting at the banquet one by one. The meaning is obvious. You The cousin brought out looks like such a thing.

Li Wenjia's smile froze a bit. To be honest, he was holding back his anger. If Meng Lian was his cousin, it wouldn't matter how close he was to him. Meng Lian was raised in the border and returned to Beijing. The number of times is very small, that is, they have only recently become acquainted, but this acquaintance is serious, he is entangled, Meng Lian is not like a son raised by a serious prince, it is completely like his down-and-out relative's family The cousins ​​who put on heavy makeup as soon as they saw him were eager to let him take them out. In contrast, the respectful and indifferent look of the cousin Xiaobai who didn't like him at first was more pleasing.

At least Li Wenjia wished that she would only bring Zhang Xiaobai with her when she went out today. If it was cold, it would be cold, and she would not lose her identity when she saw anyone.

Zhang Xiaobai was sitting on the bench watching the play quietly, and not long after, someone suddenly patted the back of his head, and when he turned around, it was a familiar face, it was Qin Ze whom he had seen in Wenfeng Building a few days ago.

Qin Ze has been wandering around Shangjing these few days. This capital was originally designated by him himself. He is quite interested in seeing things go wrong in 300 years, especially after eating a delicious meal a few days ago. 300 Years ago, the country bumpkin took it for granted that the dishes that a child can cook must be cooked by others. Unexpectedly, after eating in a restaurant in Shangjing for a few days, he realized that he had missed something. Today, when he saw the silhouette of the child from a distance, Qin Ze He recognized the person immediately, and his legs and feet couldn't help walking in the direction of the food.