Chapter 1860: 1860
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The new servant and the cook soon arrived at wenjingyuan. The servant was quick footed, knew Mo Lingwei's habits, and did things carefully. One hour after dinner, he went back to his room and didn't come out any more.
When she was young, the cook learned how to cook with the imperial chef. She learned that Mo Lingwei was a native of Jincheng in the north. She made a northern meat roll with white flour and served it upstairs.
Mo Lingwei shut herself up in her bedroom. She hasn't eaten for two days.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her face to the other side: "take it out. I don't have much appetite."
"Miss." The cook was about to cry: "is it true that the old slave's craftsmanship is not good, and the food is not to your taste? You can tell me what you want to eat, and ask the eldest lady to eat some.
If you don't eat any more, the young master will replace the old slave. The old slave still has an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old grandson to support.
The world is not good. If you ask the eldest lady to have a taste of it, you will be rewarded with a meal for the whole family. "
Mo Lingwei turns her head and puts the newspaper aside. Her eyes fall on the delicate paper on the plate. She picks it up with her chopsticks and takes a bite.
White flour fermentation is very good, rosin soft waxy.
The smell of foam spreads between lips and teeth.
Very familiar with the taste of hometown.
Before crossing the ocean, my brother sent her to Wuzhai restaurant, the biggest restaurant in Jincheng, and ate a plate of roumo paper. Later, I never ate this kind of northern food.
When the cook saw that she was willing to eat, she brought a small bowl of sour soup and put it in front of Mo Lingwei: "Miss, you can taste this soup, and you can get rid of the smell of the meat foam in your mouth. It's more delicious."
Mo Lingwei took two spoons of sour soup and tasted it. She felt hungry. She ate two papers in a row before she put down her chopsticks.
The cook came downstairs happily with dishes and chopsticks. She happened to meet Feng Shaojin who just came in from the outside.
"Is she willing to eat today?" Feng Shaojin looked at the four papers left on the plate and asked, "how is she feeling? How are you doing? "
"Ken's eating." The cook was upset, and she was full of confidence in her words: "after drinking the appetizer soups boiled by the old slave, the eldest lady finally ate two papers, but she still seemed to be in a bad mood, and she looked so listless that she didn't speak."
The cook gave Feng Shaojin the rest of the food on her plate: "old slave, this sour soup is a secret recipe of the palace, which is specially for those who have no appetite and don't want to eat."
Feng Shaojin took most of the remaining bowl of sour soup and finished it in one breath. She took the rest of the paper from the plate, bit it and swallowed it down. "Take good care of her. Take good care of her. I'll give you half a year's salary.
Don't tell her, Ben. Don't come here
Cook Niang is an eye color of, smell speech, heartily of nod, remember.
Feng Shaojin eats up the leftover papers on her plate, but she doesn't dare to delay too long. She turns out of wenjingyuan and goes to the camp...
Mo Lingwei writes a long letter to her brother Mo Lingyuan in her room, asking Mo Lingyuan to send someone to pick her up in Yuncheng.
She twisted the medicine bag downstairs and handed the letter to the guard: "please send this letter to Jincheng for me."
The guard accepted the letter and asked quietly, "does the young lady want to go to church?"
"Yes." Mo Ling Wei's eyebrows closed: "don't call me little lady in the future."
"Yes, young lady." The guard immediately arranged the carriage: "the young master said that the young lady can go anywhere in the future, but in order to ensure your safety, you must follow me.
It's an order
Mo Lingwei: "it's a good way for Feng Shaojin to change such a smart guard to guard her...
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The new servant and the cook soon arrived at wenjingyuan. The servant was quick footed, knew Mo Lingwei's habits, and did things carefully. One hour after dinner, he went back to his room and didn't come out any more.
When she was young, the cook learned how to cook with the imperial chef. She learned that Mo Lingwei was a native of Jincheng in the north. She made a northern meat roll with white flour and served it upstairs.
Mo Lingwei shut herself up in her bedroom. She hasn't eaten for two days.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her face to the other side: "take it out. I don't have much appetite."
"Miss." The cook was about to cry: "is it true that the old slave's craftsmanship is not good, and the food is not to your taste? You can tell me what you want to eat, and ask the eldest lady to eat some.
If you don't eat any more, the young master will replace the old slave. The old slave still has an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old grandson to support.
The world is not good. If you ask the eldest lady to have a taste of it, you will be rewarded with a meal for the whole family. "
Mo Lingwei turns her head and puts the newspaper aside. Her eyes fall on the delicate paper on the plate. She picks it up with her chopsticks and takes a bite.
White flour fermentation is very good, rosin soft waxy.
The smell of foam spreads between lips and teeth.
Very familiar with the taste of hometown.
Before crossing the ocean, my brother sent her to Wuzhai restaurant, the biggest restaurant in Jincheng, and ate a plate of roumo paper. Later, I never ate this kind of northern food.
When the cook saw that she was willing to eat, she brought a small bowl of sour soup and put it in front of Mo Lingwei: "Miss, you can taste this soup, and you can get rid of the smell of the meat foam in your mouth. It's more delicious."
Mo Lingwei took two spoons of sour soup and tasted it. She felt hungry. She ate two papers in a row before she put down her chopsticks.
The cook came downstairs happily with dishes and chopsticks. She happened to meet Feng Shaojin who just came in from the outside.
"Is she willing to eat today?" Feng Shaojin looked at the four papers left on the plate and asked, "how is she feeling? How are you doing? "
"Ken's eating." The cook was upset, and she was full of confidence in her words: "after drinking the appetizer soups boiled by the old slave, the eldest lady finally ate two papers, but she still seemed to be in a bad mood, and she looked so listless that she didn't speak."
The cook gave Feng Shaojin the rest of the food on her plate: "old slave, this sour soup is a secret recipe of the palace, which is specially for those who have no appetite and don't want to eat."
Feng Shaojin took most of the remaining bowl of sour soup and finished it in one breath. She took the rest of the paper from the plate, bit it and swallowed it down. "Take good care of her. Take good care of her. I'll give you half a year's salary.
Don't tell her, Ben. Don't come here
Cook Niang is an eye color of, smell speech, heartily of nod, remember.
Feng Shaojin eats up the leftover papers on her plate, but she doesn't dare to delay too long. She turns out of wenjingyuan and goes to the camp...
Mo Lingwei writes a long letter to her brother Mo Lingyuan in her room, asking Mo Lingyuan to send someone to pick her up in Yuncheng.
She twisted the medicine bag downstairs and handed the letter to the guard: "please send this letter to Jincheng for me."
The guard accepted the letter and asked quietly, "does the young lady want to go to church?"
"Yes." Mo Ling Wei's eyebrows closed: "don't call me little lady in the future."
"Yes, young lady." The guard immediately arranged the carriage: "the young master said that the young lady can go anywhere in the future, but in order to ensure your safety, you must follow me.
It's an order
Mo Lingwei: "it's a good way for Feng Shaojin to change such a smart guard to guard her...
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The new servant and the cook soon arrived at wenjingyuan. The servant was quick footed, knew Mo Lingwei's habits, and did things carefully. One hour after dinner, he went back to his room and didn't come out any more. When she was young, the cook learned how to cook with the imperial chef. She learned that Mo Lingwei was a native of Jincheng in the north. She made a northern meat roll with white flour and served it upstairs. Mo Lingwei shut herself up in her bedroom. She hasn't eaten for two days. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her face to the other side: "take it out. I don't have much appetite." "Miss." The cook was about to cry: "is it true that the old slave's craftsmanship is not good, and the food is not to your taste? You can tell me what you want to eat, and ask the eldest lady to eat some. If you don't eat any more, the young master will replace the old slave. The old slave still has an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old grandson to support. The world is not good. If you ask the eldest lady to have a taste of it, you will be rewarded with a meal for the whole family. " Mo Lingwei turns her head and puts the newspaper aside. Her eyes fall on the delicate paper on the plate. She picks it up with her chopsticks and takes a bite. White flour fermentation is very good, rosin soft waxy. The smell of foam spreads between lips and teeth. Very familiar with the taste of hometown. Before crossing the ocean, my brother sent her to Wuzhai restaurant, the biggest restaurant in Jincheng, and ate a plate of roumo paper. Later, I never ate this kind of northern food. When the cook saw that she was willing to eat, she brought a small bowl of sour soup and put it in front of Mo Lingwei: "Miss, you can taste this soup, and you can get rid of the smell of the meat foam in your mouth. It's more delicious." Mo Lingwei took two spoons of sour soup and tasted it. She felt hungry. She ate two papers in a row before she put down her chopsticks. The cook came downstairs happily with dishes and chopsticks. She happened to meet Feng Shaojin who just came in from the outside. "Is she willing to eat today?" Feng Shaojin looked at the four papers left on the plate and asked, "how is she feeling? How are you doing? " "Ken's eating." The cook was upset, and she was full of confidence in her words: "after drinking the appetizer soups boiled by the old slave, the eldest lady finally ate two papers, but she still seemed to be in a bad mood, and she looked so listless that she didn't speak." The cook gave Feng Shaojin the rest of the food on her plate: "old slave, this sour soup is a secret recipe of the palace, which is specially for those who have no appetite and don't want to eat." Feng Shaojin took most of the remaining bowl of sour soup and finished it in one breath. She took the rest of the paper from the plate, bit it and swallowed it down. "Take good care of her. Take good care of her. I'll give you half a year's salary. Don't tell her, Ben. Don't come here Cook Niang is an eye color of, smell speech, heartily of nod, remember. Feng Shaojin eats up the leftover papers on her plate, but she doesn't dare to delay too long. She turns out of wenjingyuan and goes to the camp... Mo Lingwei writes a long letter to her brother Mo Lingyuan in her room, asking Mo Lingyuan to send someone to pick her up in Yuncheng. She twisted the medicine bag downstairs and handed the letter to the guard: "please send this letter to Jincheng for me." The guard accepted the letter and asked quietly, "does the young lady want to go to church?" "Yes." Mo Ling Wei's eyebrows closed: "don't call me little lady in the future." "Yes, young lady." The guard immediately arranged the carriage: "the young master said that the young lady can go anywhere in the future, but in order to ensure your safety, you must follow me. It's an order Mo Lingwei: "it's a good way for Feng Shaojin to change such a smart guard to guard her... " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
