On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

"How many people do you serve?" Chu Qingming asked.

"There are seven people serving in the hall. There are more than a hundred people waiting outside the hall." The waiter replied.

"But I just counted, and there are only six people in the hall!" Chu Qingming's eyes showed doubts.

"A waiter fell seriously ill a few days ago and is recuperating in a small courtyard on the mountain. Someone will come to take care of him in the afternoon." The waiter replied.

Chu Qingming nodded, feeling that this Fuhong Palace is really powerful, unexpectedly there are so many people serving Bai Zhaojun alone.

"Do I want to go shopping in the afternoon?" Chu Qingming asked.

"Yes, but the chief protector said that you can't be too far away from the hall." The waiter nodded.

"Understood." Isn't it just that he can't leave the Fuhong Palace?Chu Qingming nodded.

"Do you want to send someone to wait on you?" the waiter asked.

"No, I don't like people following me, and I'm just walking around here, so there won't be any danger!" Chu Qingming said with a smile.

"Of course not." The waiter smiled slightly.

With Chu Qingming's order in the morning, the lunch was really much less, and there were four dishes and one soup left. Although Chu Qingming still felt that it was too much, he couldn't continue to say anything.

After leaving the Fuhong Palace, Chu Qingming only felt that the air was a little humid, and the fresh smell of forests and trees filled his breath. It must have been a light rain last night.

He thought for a while, asked the waiter for a basket and a small hoe, and walked up the mountain.

There are so many plants and trees in this mountain forest, there should be a lot of wild mushrooms after it rains, which are just used to dry, so that people can make soup for Bai Zhaojun in the future.

As he expected, after a rain in the back mountain, a lot of wild fungi really grew up, not in clumps like the one planted, but scattered.On the ground, and on fallen trees.And no one came to pick it, so I gained a lot in a short while.

"The little girl picking mushrooms is carrying a..." Chu Qingming's eyes were sharp, and he saw the shadow quickly slipping through the grass.

He took a closer look, and then it became clear, that fluffy white dumpling, isn't it a rabbit!

This time it happened to be used to make soup for Bai Zhaojun, Chu Qingming thought about it, put the basket aside, and then rushed towards the rabbit.

Who knew where the rabbit was squatting motionless at first, but now it reacted very quickly, it swished to the other side, causing Chu Qingming to eat several grasses in his mouth.

"Bah, bah, I still don't believe I can't catch you!" Seeing the rabbit kicking away, Chu Qingming immediately grabbed the basket on his back and followed.

I followed the rabbit around clumps of grass and trees, but saw a corner of the eaves faintly exposed in front of me.

There are still people living in this deep mountain and old forest?Chu Qingming saw the rabbit running into the yard, so he followed.

The yard is simply made of bamboo fences, covered with green grass, which looks full of vitality.The house is a thatched mud wall house, not big.But Chu Qingming knew that the people living there were warm in winter and cool in summer.

"Is anyone there?" Chu Qingming walked into the yard. The yard was neither dirty nor overgrown with weeds, so it should be inhabited.

But who would live here... Chu Qingming paused, and suddenly remembered the sick waiter that the waiter told him before.

No one in the room responded, Chu Qingming waited for a while, and then saw a boy in cloth clothes come out, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, not very old.

What he held in his arms was the white rabbit.I don't know if the rabbit is too fat or his body is too weak. The big white rabbit is held by him as if it will fall to the ground at any time.

When the young man saw that he was someone he didn't know, his eyes immediately showed vigilance, and he silently asked who he was.

"I'm from Fuhong Palace. I went up the mountain to collect wild mushrooms and came here with it." Chu Qingming pointed to the big white rabbit in his arms.

The boy nodded, he seemed to know that ordinary people can't go up the mountain, so he motioned for Chu Qingming to follow him into the house and sit for a while.

Chu Qingming naturally followed him in, and when he saw the young man making tea, he asked softly, "Are you... speechless?"

The teenager nodded.He had a serious illness when he was a child, and the treatment was too late, so he burned his throat.Later, I came here with my uncle and behaved all the time, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to become a waiter of Fuhong Palace.

"Are you one of the seven attendants?" Chu Qingming asked tentatively.

The boy nodded again.It's funny to say that he is actually in charge of the meals in Fuhong's main hall. Although he is one of the seven waiters, he spends all day eating in the kitchen and doesn't have much time to enter the hall.

But he is also used to it now. He is alone, accompanied by Xiaobai. It is also very interesting to use different ingredients to make new flavors every day.He likes to be quiet, so he left his residence at the foot of the mountain, and built a thatched hut on the mountain to live in, but he felt at ease.

"Are you in charge of meals?" Chu Qingming naturally didn't guess randomly, but saw all kinds of dried ingredients hanging on the walls around him, and even the book in front of the boy was a "Compendium of Meals".

The boy nodded.

"That's really great." Chu Qingming showed joy, so as long as you tell him all the tastes and foods that Bai Zhaojun likes, then even if you are not around, you can let Bai Zhaojun eat the food you like!

"I'll write you the recipes of some dishes, can you cook them for Bai Zhaojun according to the above methods?"

The boy frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, but then nodded in response.As long as he finds that there is no problem after making it, it will naturally be served on the table.

Seeing that he agreed, Chu Qingming immediately dipped the little wolf brush next to him into the ink, and wrote on the paper on the table. Before he knew it, he had already written more than ten pages.

The young man took a look at the list he had written, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, and finally he looked at Chu Qingming with admiration in his eyes.

"Hehe, this dish originally used white sugar, but you probably don't have it here, so you can use ordinary cane sugar." Chu Qingming looked at what he took, and said that it was eggplant.

The boy nodded, and took a few more sheets of paper to look at. Both of them knew how to cook, and they started discussing after a while, and even modified some places to make the taste better.

"Bai Zhaojun doesn't like sweet cakes very much. He usually only eats sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. You can try the most famous osmanthus cakes in Qingteng City. It tastes the best I've ever eaten. Let's see if you can get the recipe..." Chu Qingming was afraid that he would not be able to remember, so he wrote it down with a pen, and finally handed him a thick stack of paper, "I may be leaving in two days, and I will leave his meals to you in the future."

He looked at the sky, it was getting late, and he was going down the mountain, so he smiled at the boy, "There are a lot of wild mushrooms on this mountain, you can pick some to dry and stew, it is very delicious. Be sure to see which ones It’s poisonous, don’t get it wrong.”

The boy nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Then I'm leaving. It's a pleasure to meet you. If there is a chance... maybe there will be no chance. Goodbye!" After Chu Qingming finished speaking, he picked up the basket and gradually disappeared among the grass and trees in the eyes of the young man.