Qin Huang, lie down obediently

There is a (temporary) corner of the palace, which is where the kitchen is. Zhao Zheng and I escaped from the kitchen in disgrace, and the guards were busy putting out the fire. They couldn’t help laughing when they saw both of us covered in dust. , but due to Zhao Zheng's identity, he almost suffered internal injuries.

If you want to ask why we have become like this, then you have to recall this afternoon...

"What did you say? Make the New Year's Eve dinner by yourself!!!!" I felt that the beams of the room were about to collapse from my voice.

Zhao Zheng rubbed his ears as if nothing had happened, and said confidently: "This is called the labor of observing servants."

Observe your sister! "Let me tell you first, I don't know how to cook. As a king, don't you?"

He shook his head honestly, but he still carried out his thoughts, "Isn't it just a New Year's Eve dinner? What's the problem?" Then he waved his hand and ordered the cook to come in.

For a moment, the cook knelt on the ground tremblingly waiting for Zhao Zheng's order, "Write out the procedure for making the New Year's Eve dinner."

There are only me, Zhao Zheng, and two cooks in the whole room. After listening to Zhao Zheng’s words, the cook looked at me who was eating melon seeds in a puzzled manner. I glanced at Zhao Zheng and nodded to the cook. I’d better listen to him honestly. .

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Zheng shook the wet paper, looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "It's obviously very simple."

I took the paper in his hand, glanced at it, and asked him, "Do you know what green onions, ginger and garlic are?"

"..."

"Do you know which jar the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar are stored in?"

"...does it need to be put in a jar?"

"...Do you know what color the flour is?"

"...it should be white."

I'm angry! ! !

Helplessly took his hand, and persuaded him earnestly: "Look, you don't even know the main ingredients for cooking, how can you cook New Year's Eve dinner? Leave these things to the cooks, and we can rest assured Can't you just wait for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"It's different!"

Patiently pulled the excited Zhao Zheng to sit down, and persuaded again: "You should want to experience the labor of servants, and I am very supportive, but you don't have to experience it during the Chinese New Year. Let's first Have a good year, it’s not too late to experience it after the year is over, isn’t it?”

"Everyone said it was different!"

I looked at his firm face suspiciously, and asked, "Have you been bewitched by someone?"

There was light in his eyes, and he turned his face away, "No, no."

He sighed helplessly, it would be strange if he couldn't even tell that he was lying after getting along with him for so many years, but he didn't know who had such a great ability to make Zhao Zheng like this.Since he insists on this, I will not go against his will anymore, but I still find a simple one and do it well, so as to minimize the risk.

"Since you are so persistent, then I will listen to you."

Seeing that his face was relaxed, he asked him to wait in the room first, "Okay, I'll go out now and let the cooks prepare the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner first, just wait for me."

After leaving the room, he dragged the cook standing outside the door and walked quickly out of Zhao Zheng's hearing, "Hurry up and prepare the ingredients for making dumplings, and the flour must be mixed first. Let him go into the kitchen when he's done. I'll take him there in half an hour, so you guys should move faster."

The cooks glanced at the direction of my fingers, then nodded, and quickly returned to the kitchen to prepare.

I walked back with my chin in my hand, thinking: If I know who is soliciting words in front of Zhao Zheng, he will definitely be overwhelmed and walk around!

I figured that the kitchen was almost ready, so I brought Zhao Zheng, who had been urging me for a long time, into the kitchen. The attendant took off Zhao Zheng's fox-fur cloak, put on the aprons for us, and fixed the wide sleeves. That's when Zhao Zheng kicked them all out.

Zhao Zheng stood in front of the case and looked at the materials that had been prepared on the case, but still couldn't start, "What should I do?"

I tried my best to calm myself down, picked up a piece of dumpling skin and picked up chopsticks to put some stuffing on the dumpling skin. Put your own works on the bamboo weaving.

Although it looks a bit unsatisfactory, at least... I didn't let the stuffing show.

"Okay, just wrap it like this."

Zhao Zheng looked at my "work" and frowned slightly, and followed my example to make dumplings, but...

Two quarters of an hour later, I looked at his finished product and compared mine, glanced back and forth a few times, and finally made a definition, I am quite talented...

Zhao Zhengpossessed himself to look at the "dumplings" I made for a long time, and asked me, "Do you make Chinese zodiac signs?"

I felt that my eyebrows were trembling unconsciously, and I faltered and said: "Yes... yes... yes, the twelve zodiac signs, ha ha... ha ha ha..."

Now I finally know why the peach blossoms in the corners of my eyes are so beautiful. Zhao Zhengben is a handicraft genius. On the other hand, I can't bear to look directly at him. The words "green out of blue" even belittle it on me. (I am blue)

I don't want to waste my words on the shape of the dumplings, "Okay, now boil the dumplings under the water." I walked to the stove and squatted down to add firewood to the fire hole. The fire in the pot was hotter, and the water boiled quickly.

Zhao Zheng held the bamboo weaving and asked me: "Shall we put the dumplings in the pot now?"