Ximen Chuchu grabbed the bulging girl ring, pursed his lips and said angrily: "Forget it, a penny, he is embarrassed, this girl is embarrassed to ask for it, hum!" In the future, there will be a chance to clean up this bad guy. Don't you know, although this bad guy is a little bad, but he has a good cooking skill, and the roast grouse that this girl ate today is really delicious......"

Duan Shaoqun watched the pair of masters and servants go in another direction, looking at the back of Ximen Chuchu's slender figure, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, crossing is really not a good job, if it weren't for the dream that the old guy gave him two dollars, although he would not be on the street now, but Ximen Chuchu, a girl who is dissatisfied with herself, may really let herself squat in the firewood room and wait for the return of the Ximen County Lieutenant.

Entering the clean and spotless guest room, not only is it decorated in an antique style, but there are even a lot of books, such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, not so much a guest room, but a study room.

Throwing the package on the bed, Duan Shaojun sat down in front of the desk and began to be in a daze. He is completely a dragon in shallow water, and a tiger falls in Pingyang. What to do? Now there are only two runs on my body, no, only the usual 700 yuan, and I just paid the rent and saved a penny.

In this era, a thousand copper plates were used as a consistent coin, and if it was calculated in silver taels, the consistent money was equal to one tael of silver, and ten taels of silver was equal to one tael of gold.

Duan Shaojun can't help it, after all, if he is not familiar with his life, where can he go? Therefore, since you have a place to stay, you can simply rent it for a longer time first, so that you can plan for your future. The most important thing for me to do is to think of a way to make money. You can't wait until all this money is used up and then become a beggar, right? Aren't you too sorry for this life?

There is no need to worry about accommodation for the time being, but, food and clothing, these are indispensable, but unfortunately this is the city, there is neither a fat grouse, nor will there be any game, so I am afraid that it will cost money to eat, but I don't know that the county government does not care about their own food?

Sitting in the guest room, I was bored and flipped through a book for a while, when I heard someone knock on the door. When I went out, I was one of the people who accompanied me down the mountain today. This guy still had a look of embarrassment on his face, and then grinned after looking at Duan Shaojun. "This Duan Gongzi, our cook has gone home to save her relatives these days, so you need to do the meal yourself."

"What?" Duan Shaojun couldn't help but widen his eyes, that little eighth woman is too vicious, right? There is such a trick. "Do you mean I have to go out and find food on my own?"

“…… It's not necessary, there's everything in the kitchen, and if you're hungry, just do it, but you have to do more. The servant said dryly.

"Why do more?" Duan Shaojun scratched his scalp in confusion.

"Because, we pay for the dishes, so you have to be responsible for making it for us." The servant said calmly.

"What if I don't want to do it? Why won't you eat it? Duan Shaojun said unwillingly.

"Of course we will eat, but you can't eat what we make." The servant with an expression like that of a paralyzed patient spoke. "If you don't do it, you can go down to the restaurant if you want to, turn left and walk a hundred steps out of the county office, there will be a restaurant, but the simplest meal will cost at least twenty or thirty yuan."

Hearing this, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but roll his eyes, damn, it's more expensive than Lao Tzu's accommodation, three meals a day, I'm afraid that I will become a poor ghost in less than two months. Let's do it, just do it, although I have never been a chef before the crossing, but my skills have been exercised in the past few years of being single, and I have already exercised all the color, flavor, and taste, which is no less than those hotel chefs.

Resigned himself to walking into the small courtyard belonging to the kitchen, Duan Shaojun's eyes couldn't help but light up, obediently, there are really a lot of ingredients in this kitchen, unlike in the temple, except for the winter melon, which is green vegetable tofu, and he has not seen oil for many days, and his legs have a tendency to be weak.

In the kitchen, there are not only green vegetables and tofu, but also more than 20 kinds of dried ingredients such as bacon, dried fish, tofu skin, etc., and the seasonings are also very complete. But there was no fresh meat and vegetables, so Duan Shaojun wondered if he was making a bacon and fried tofu skin, when he heard footsteps and the sound of chickens cooing outside the kitchen.

"You ......" came to the door, and saw the facial paralyzed servant and another servant walking over with a chicken coop. There are two hens in each of the coops.

"There are no vegetables and meat on the street today, so you can make a flower chicken." Put the two chicken coops up, and the paralyzed servant said without smiling.

Damn, you still order, do you really think of me as a cook? Phew, isn't the chef? Duan Shaojun couldn't help but roll his eyes, looking at the four hens jumping around in the cage and said tentatively: "Can't stew chicken?" ”

"No, we like to eat called flower chicken, either we can do it, or you can go out to eat." The paralyzed servant puffed out his strong chest muscles and looked at Duan Shaojun with an unkind expression.

Duan Shaojun frowned, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw the corner of the crimson skirt fluttering in the corner not far away, and then remembered the gluttony that was dripping when Ximen Chuchu smelled the fragrance of roast chicken at noon today, and when he told her that the flower chicken was a hundred times better than the roast chicken, the little girl's eyes were almost red. Needless to say, I'm afraid it's not these servants who order this meal, but the Miss Simon.

I didn't expect that at such a young age, such a beautiful person was actually a foodie, thinking of this girl's cute appearance when she saw the food, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but smile in his heart, and his face turned pale. "It's okay if you want me to do it, but you'll have to give it to me."

"What do you mean, you don't want to eat anymore, do you?" The other servant who was carrying the chicken changed his face and said with an indignant expression.

The facial paralyzed servant also stared at Duan Shaojun with an unkind look, but in the corner not far away, Ximen Chuchu finally walked out with an unhappy face, and he also pretended to look inexplicable.

"What are you doing here?" After Ximen Chuchu came over, he still looked very confused, no matter how he looked at it, he felt very cute and cute.

"Miss, the little ones asked him to be called a flower chicken, but he just didn't do it." The paralyzed servant saluted to Ximen and said angrily.

"Called a flower chicken? Well, listening to this weird one, maybe it tastes weird too. Ximen Chuchu held up the bulging ****, deliberately pursed his lips, turned his face sideways, and said to Duan Shaojun very contemptuously.

These words made Duan Shaojun, a hot-blooded young man who thought he was a god of cooking, half angry, but Duan Shaojun knew that this little eighth woman must be using the method of agitation. But he can't stand being discriminated against by women the most, especially a little woman who has offended herself. "Although the name of the flower chicken is a little frustrated, but its jujube is bright red, oily and bright, fresh and fragrant, the chicken is crispy and tender, and when you bite it, even the gods have to be intoxicated......