Although he was very unwilling, Cao Pi had to admit that the lunch level in Sikong Mansion was indeed very high. She didn't know that these lunch boxes were actually not made by Wang Yong himself, unless they were Cao Cao, Guo Jia and Xun Yu.

However, the other boxed lunches are personally supervised by him, and the selection of ingredients, cooking and seasoning are strictly ordered, which is not as good as him, but the quality is naturally not bad. And what I want to bring to Zhang Song is such a boxed lunch.

"Where is it, the lord personally explained that he wanted to send a copy to the president, how dare my subordinate slack off?" Wang Yong said with a smile. Considering Cao Cao's age, there are at least hundreds of years of reign, and he may have hung up by then. Thinking about it this way, there is no need to be too flattering to Cao Pi.

"Humph!" Cao Pi continued to eat the boxed lunch, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Forget it on my side, right? It's just a meal...... "Zhang Song used to study very hard, but he didn't pay much attention to food, maybe it was because of the bad nutrition since childhood, which made him uglier when he grew up."

"No, no, no, the saints have all said that 'chromophobia is also'. As a human being, if you can't even enjoy it, is it too tiring to live? Moreover...... Eat more nutritious things, and maybe you can become more handsome......" Wang Yong quipped.

"How can I be handsome?" Fortunately, Zhang Song also knew that the other party was joking. If he changes to someone else, it is estimated that he will directly quench the other party's face, and what he cares about most is what others say about his appearance.

"You're too thin now, maybe a little fatter, and the edges and corners will be a little more rounded, so it will look much better. Besides, if the nutrition can keep up, the spirit will be better......" Wang Yong is really thinking about this feasibility.

"Really, if that's the case......" Zhang Song really cares too much about his appearance, and he really can't ignore it when he hears the words. It's just that he wants to rub food or something, and his temper can't do it yet.

"That's good!" Wang Yong thought for a while, "You pay part of the meal fee, Sikong Fu pays part of it, and then it will provide you with food according to this ratio." ”

"That's good, so Zhang will be disrespectful!" When Zhang Song heard this, there was naturally no need to refuse.

"Then I'm okay too, anyway, I have a fortune when I become the president!" Cao Pi also said unadmittedly.

"If you can think like this, the lord will be very relieved to know it!" When Wang Yong heard this, he immediately showed a moved expression.

"Die!" Cao Pi threw the lunch box over in shame.

"That's right, I still have to recycle this back......" Wang Yong took the lunch box casually, and then turned to leave. With the speed at which Cao Pi threw it, he didn't plan to throw it to him at all. And with his dynamic vision, it's too easy to grab a lunch box!

"Humph!" Cao Pi really didn't intend to hurt him, but he took it casually and left lightly, only feeling angry. In the end, she is a girl who is twelve years old, and it is easy to lose her temper for some trivial things.

Two days passed quickly, and the entire newspaper office began to operate, and on this day Wang Yong had to take a day off to pay special attention to the situation of the newspaper. Fortunately, Cao Cao was also sensible and approved his leave...... But afternoon tea must be delivered!

"How about cake for afternoon tea?" Wang Yong tilted his head.

"Huh?" Cao Pi immersed herself in reviewing the manuscript, and according to the regulations, she and Zhang Song had to choose the manuscript that could be published, and then send it to the newspaper. For Wang Yong's muttering, naturally I didn't hear it very clearly.

"Ice cream cake, although it is prepared, but the weather in late autumn is a little hot......" Wang Yong thought for a while.

"Whatever!" Cao Pi continued to work with her head down, anyway, afternoon tea or something, it had nothing to do with her.

"The lord said, in view of your hard work, you also have a share ......of the afternoon tea," Wang Yong replied. Yes, knowing that Cao Pi actually took out part of his salary to pay for meals, Cao Cao felt that this daughter seemed to have grown up, so he gave more preferential treatment.

The key seems to be that when drinking afternoon tea, there is one less person to chat with her.

"That's right...... What is Ice Cream Cake? Cao Pi was immediately a little interested.

"It's the part that replaces the cream with ice cream, in fact, the ice cream already contains cream...... Wang Yong thought for a while, "At this time, it is very good to pair it with a pot of Wuyi Mountain rock tea!" ”

Wuyishan rock tea belongs to oolong tea, which is between green tea and black tea, and belongs to the semi-fermented tea species. And the most famous of them is the variety of 'Da Hong Pao'...... It is said that for a long time, Wang Yong thought that Da Hong Pao was black tea......

"Feel free......" Cao Pi didn't understand tea, and of course he didn't understand what ice cream cake tasted like, so he could only respond casually.

"Printing starts tomorrow, are you ready?" Zhang Song reminded, is it time to talk about afternoon tea? Of course, he wouldn't say that he would like to try it too......

"The manuscripts are almost ready, and after the review is completed, there is nothing, so you can send it directly for ......printing," Cao Pi selected the manuscript that had been selected, "Anyway, who submitted this vernacular?" ”

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes, strange name! Who is Jin Yong? Zhang Song looked at it, this should not be handled by him, which means that it should be from Wang Yong. The key is that Jin Yong and Wang Yong both have the word 'Yong'.

"What I wrote, how? Not bad, right? Wang Yong said with a smile, thanks to his memory, to dig out the depths of his memory, what he saw when he was a child is not a problem.

"In general, and this verse in particular, is not a common specification...... Bad review! Cao Pi was directly depreciated to worthless, the writing was too white, and the poems were not mainstream poetry.

"Seven words, there have been since the former Han Dynasty, but they are not popular, but since they have existed in ancient times, they are not abrupt." Wang Yong shrugged his shoulders, "Besides, we run a newspaper, which is originally oriented to the people, if the people can't understand it, then it is better to report it directly!" ”

"That's true, no wonder Wuwu will choose civilian scholars to be the style picker, their style is vernacular......" Zhang Song nodded, then realized his mistake and continued to revise the manuscript.

The editors below apparently also heard the conversation between the three of them, and began to pay attention to this aspect when it came time to polish the manuscript. Before, they were selling their knowledge and adding a lot of private goods, but now it seems to be a bit bullshit.

"But then ......" Zhang Song looked at this, "The content is okay, it's just that this dynasty is ......"

"It's just a country, so you don't have to be sprayed by those scribes." Wang Yong shrugged.

"And as far as I know, worry-free handwriting ......" Zhang Song didn't intend to let Wang Yong go.

"Alright! I confess that I read it out and was ghostwritten by my wife. Wang Yong can only admit that this is a work written by Guo Jia after he dictated.

"If you have no worries and are free, you have to practice your pen......" Zhang Song joked.

"I'm just a cook, what's the point of having such a good hand?" Wang Yong shook his head, he wouldn't say that he was actually already practicing, after all, the chef should not only be rough and heroic, but also tender and delicate, rigid and soft complement each other, indispensable!

The three of them chatted and chatted, and the manuscript was finalized, and after it was printed, the newspaper went on sale early the next morning!

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