Very salty
A pair of eagle-like eyes shone out from the kitchen.
Taishi Zhengjiang could accept others saying that he was not good at fighting, but he could never accept others saying that his cooking was bad.
Fu Yuanzi, a veteran of many battles, was helping at the stove when she saw this scene. She quickly stopped her work and hurried over to the corner pavilion, pushing the little girl, who was stunned at the door and caught in the middle of the situation. "Yujie, let's go and find Third Aunt."
The little girl was confused by Fu Yuanzi.
She stood in front of the corner pavilion, looking up at the people sitting awkwardly opposite her, not daring to speak. Only when she saw Cui Zhijun, a family member, did she relax. She ran over to Cui Zhijun and asked with a smile, "Third Uncle?"
"Yujie, why are you here?" Cui Zhijun lowered his eyes and looked at her. He was also surprised.
Xiaoyu pointed at Taishi Zheng beside her and said, "My aunt brought me here. She said there's a Feinu at Weng Weng's house. She even bought me candy balls and lots of goodies today. I'm so happy. Did Third Uncle come to see Feinu and Weng Weng too?"
"Yes. Come here, Yujie, let your uncle hold you and sit down." Cui Zhijun nodded and reached out to hold the little girl to his side.
Xiaoyu shook her head and refused, "I want my aunt to hold me."
Cui Zhijun turned around, and Zheng quickly raised her hand to greet him. "Okay, Auntie, hold her. Auntie, hold her. Our Xiaoyu and I are best friends. Cui Erlang, please go somewhere else." Zheng smiled contentedly as she picked up Xiaoyu. She was worried about the awkwardness of being caught between the two of them. Xiaoyu was simply her savior.
Cui Zhijun smiled silently and raised his hand to touch Xiaoyu's head.
hiss,
This shoulder really hurts.
The three of them were warm and harmonious, and Qi Liyuan seemed redundant beside them.
Fu Yuanzi looked at the person sitting there who was not in harmony with him, tilting his head in confusion, "Sir, why are you here?"
Fu Yuanzi crossed her arms. It felt like she hadn't seen him in ages. Back in the palace, she'd always played with Taishi Zheng and Qi Liyuan. Like Taishi Zheng, she was too familiar with Qi Liyuan. So much so that when she spoke to him, she used the same tone as before.
Qi Liyuan looked at the little maid in front of him, but he didn't blame her for her rudeness. He just retorted, "Why, Yuanzi, can't I come to this place?"
"Of course! Your Majesty can go wherever he wants. How dare I say anything--" Fu Yuanzi suddenly laughed.
She still missed the time she spent with them.
Qi Liyuan snorted and ignored him.
An exclamatory voice suddenly came from Zheng's arms, "Wow, big brother, are you the official who lives in that tall building?" Xiaoyu looked at Qi Liyuan with admiring eyes shining with gold. This was the first time the little girl saw the legendary emperor.
Qi Liyuan simply nodded.
Xiaoyu cried out in surprise again, shaking Zheng's arm and saying, "Auntie, Auntie! Xiaoyu has seen the emperor!"
But his eyes never left Qi Liyuan for a moment.
Qi Liyuan felt embarrassed by the little girl's gaze, and his shoulders gradually shrunk from their initial upright posture. He blushed instantly at the attention the little girl paid him. Qi Liyuan was a teenager first, and then an official. He tilted his head away, pretending to casually reach out and ask, "Then...then do you want me to hug you?"
"Yeah!" The little girl was not afraid at all. She just thought that the official was a handsome big brother.
With the soft little girl in his arms, Qi Liyuan's image instantly became taller. He seemed to feel that he had surpassed Cui Zhijun in this regard.
Zheng and Cui Zhijun looked at each other, shook their heads and said nothing.
Looking towards the kitchen, Zheng asked, "Yuanzi, what's going on in the kitchen? I see you're in such a hurry, why did you come out?"
"Ah... over there in the kitchen..."
Hearing this, Fu Yuanzi recalled what had just happened and timidly turned back to look, "Madam, we need to be careful today. The eldest young lady has offended the master."
Talk about the matter in a low voice.
Tai Shi Zheng was shocked when he heard this, "Oh no! Yuanzi, go and prepare some warm water and candied fruit."
But, as soon as these words came out,
Both Cui Zhijun and Qi Liyuan, who was holding the little girl, looked up, not knowing what was going on.
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At the same time, Zhao Heiyuan carried the little one into the kitchen. The closer she got, the louder the noise of the knife chopping on the chopping board. But Zhao Heiyuan couldn't make any sense of it. She stood at the counter for a long time, unable to find the source of the murderous aura. She stared at the pot of chicken soup on the stove, muttering to herself.
Is this the chicken soup the little girl gave me? It's truly bland. Could it be that General Taishi himself can't taste it?
Should I open my mouth and give a reminder?
Meeting his daughter-in-law for the first time, Taishi Zhengjiang didn't want to be too harsh and reveal his true colors. He'd have to tell his son about his faults when he returned to Weizhou. Suppressing his anger, the father slammed his kitchen knife onto the chopping board and called out, "Zhao Heiyan."
Zhao Heiyuan stared at the kitchen knife in Taishi Zhengjiang's hand, completely unfocused on what he was saying.
She just felt...
This internal strength is truly amazing. General Taishi is truly an everlasting warrior.
Taishi Zhengjiang opened his mouth to greet him, "Is everything going well in Weizhou? How is my son? How old is he? My son didn't mention marriage, but why is he so negligent about having children? Does this brat even take me, his father, seriously?"
Tai Shi Zhengjiang asked a series of questions, how could Zhao Heiyuan accept them?
Look at her looking up at Tai Shi Zhengjiang blankly, and Tai Shi Zhengjiang also looked at her and frowned.
What does she mean?
Is she keeping silent to show off her father-in-law's power? Or is she looking down on our Taishi family? Old Wang, the vegetable vendor on West Street, was right. This daughter-in-law and her in-laws are just a grudge. Apparently, even the Khitans have this tradition. Ah, no wonder they say the soup is bland? She's trying to manipulate me, right?
Fine, if she doesn't say anything, and he doesn't say anything either. Let's see how long this argument lasts.
Taishi Zhengjiang gripped the kitchen knife tightly, inexplicably becoming aggressive. But his anger wasn't entirely directed at his daughter-in-law. He was more angry at his son.
Fortunately, Zhao Heiyuan is not a very cunning person.
She also didn't notice anything unusual about her father-in-law. She just reacted now, "General Taishi, my name is Yelu Heiyuan. Zhao Heiyuan is the Chinese surname given to me by the saint. As for Heiyuan, it means black-eared eagle..."
"?"
Taishi Zhengjiang was taken aback by Zhao Heiyuan's words. He felt as if he had heard them before. Taishi Zhengjiang frowned and said, "I didn't ask your name."
"But you just called me Zhao Heiyan." Zhao Heiyuan responded with reasons and evidence.
Taishi Zhengjiang denied it, "Do I have it?"
Zhao Heiyuan nodded seriously.
The little guy didn't know anything and nodded.
Taishi Zhengjiang's eyes flashed. Was he waiting for him here? He didn't argue any further. "Then, Hei Yuan, let me ask you, is everything okay in Weizhou? How is my son?"
Dad took the lead, thinking that she would be able to reply to him this time.
Who would have thought that after Zhao Heiyuan was silent for a long time and only said one word, "OK," there was no further news.
"That's it? That's all?"
She did it on purpose...
Tai Shi Zhengjiang was puzzled, and Zhao Heiyuan shook his head.
Taishi Zhengjiang was helpless and didn't care. He really couldn't control the affairs of young people. Pulling out the kitchen knife and waving his hand, Taishi Zhengjiang said, "Okay, the kitchen is full of smoke. Hei Yuan, if you are fine, just go out and sit with them. I don't like people watching me when I cook."
Zhao Heiyuan nodded and said goodbye.
Just as she nodded, she saw the pot of chicken soup again. After a lot of hesitation, Zhao Heiyuan finally asked, "General Taishi."
"Hmm? Do you have anything else to do?"
Taishi Zhengjiang heated up the oil in a wok, and the boiling sound exploded the moment the fresh vegetables were added. Zhao Heiyuan suddenly said, "Your soup seems a little bland. I think adding some salt would be better."
What! ?
Too presumptuous—
In front of the stove, Taishi Zhengjiang's face twisted into a ball. Today was the first time in his culinary career that he had suffered a serious setback.
Taishi Zhengjiang shouted, "Get out."
Zhao Heiyuan couldn't understand why, so he turned around and carried the little guy out of the kitchen, "Okay, General Taishi. Excuse me."
At this moment, looking back at the kitchen, Taishi Zhengjiang angrily opened the salt shaker, and the snow-white salt in his hand flew down. He frowned and said confidently, "It's bland, right? Like water, right? Add salt, right? Okay, okay, let me see, is it still bland?"
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The family was chatting under the corner pavilion, and Qi Liyuan actually became familiar with the girl Xiaoyu.
Over there, Fu Yuanzi helped serve the dishes, arranging them neatly. Xiaoyu sat on Qi Liyuan's lap, her hands resting on the stone table, her head resting on them, looking out expectantly. Qi Liyuan, involuntarily, rested his chin on Xiaoyu's head, watching as the food filled the table with her.
The two heads were stacked together, and Qi Liyuan asked, "Is Xiaoyu hungry?"
Xiaoyu nodded with difficulty.
Qi Liyuan stood up and took the chopsticks. He was the most respected person in this place. He wanted to eat first, and no one could say anything. But before he started eating, Pian Zheng coughed lightly, trying to stop him. Qi Liyuan paused with his chopsticks, "What? I can't eat?"
Zheng looked at him and smiled, "Tenth Brother, have you thought about it? Do you really want to be the first to pick up your chopsticks?"
"You want to get involved in this? Don't pay attention to your aunt Xiaoyu. I have the final say here. Eat when you're hungry. Grandpa won't say anything." Qi Liyuan felt strange. He put down his chopsticks without hesitation, picked up a lamb chop, and placed it in front of Xiaoyu. Then he picked up another piece and brought it to his own mouth.
Seeing that things had come to this, Zheng stopped trying to stop him.
She wanted to see what kind of embarrassment these two, one big and one small, would make.
As expected, a daughter knows her father best. Seeing the two lamb chops being put into their mouths, Qi Liyuan froze in his tracks as if struck by a lamb chop. Xiaoyu was so frightened that she threw the lamb chop in her hand away.
The two “victims” suddenly cried out…
"Salty, salty, very salty."
"Pah, pah, pah. Why are the dishes my uncle cooked today so salty?"
Fortunately, Zheng was prepared. She quickly took out two candied dates and stuffed them into Qi Liyuan and Xiaoyu's mouths. Cui Zhijun was stunned by Taishi Zheng's reaction. Only then did he understand why Zheng had asked Fu Yuanzi to prepare these things.
Cui Zhijun looked at the miserable condition of Qi Liyuan and Xiaoyu and thought to himself: It seems that if I want to be a good son-in-law of this family, I still have a lot to learn and experience.
The first step is to eat less vegetables and drink more water...
But looking at Zhao Heiyuan next to him, he picked up a mouthful of food next to him as if nothing had happened and started chewing it without changing his expression.
This...this,
Can’t sister-in-law tell the difference?
This...this,
Doesn’t Zhao Qing have a sense of taste?
Qi Liyuan was shocked, Taishi Zheng was stunned. Cui Zhijun had already quietly picked up the kettle. While everyone was still in a daze, Zhao Heiyuan noticed something and suddenly clapped his chopsticks, exclaiming, "Oh my god, this Bianjing salt is so salty—"
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