MTL - Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role-Chapter 2 cook embroidery girl

When the little palace maid woke up in the morning, she found that the little master was sleeping soundly on the bed, holding the corner of the quilt in her small hand, and her eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids like a small fan.

It reminded the little palace maid of Concubine Jia, who she had seen from afar in the palace.

The little palace maid thought to herself: Concubine Jia is not as good-looking as my little master.

The little palace maid couldn't help but stare blankly, Shi Yan noticed the gaze being watched, found that there was no malicious intent, turned around and continued to sleep. Who made things a little troublesome last night, he came back late.

The little palace maid was awakened by Shi Yan's turning over, and hurriedly got up to cook breakfast. Although she had enough food, the little palace maid carefully measured a small bowl of rice and cooked a small pot of porridge with two pickles. , is the breakfast of the day.

Shi Yan was awakened by the sound of his stomach growling. He smelled the aroma of rice porridge and went away looking for the smell. He saw the little palace maid was taking out a bowl of rice porridge from the pot.

Eating light breakfast is Shi Yan's rule, but it obviously doesn't apply to the current situation of the two of you. Looking at the little palace maid's thin wrists, and looking at herself without any flesh, Shi Yan felt that it was time to change the little palace maid's attitude. Get used to cooking.

After eating silently, Shi Yan led the little palace maid through the long corridor behind the dilapidated palace. Under the surprised eyes of the little palace maid, he pushed aside the wooden boards under the rockery and led the little palace maid into the basement.

The little palace maid was stunned by the full amount of food in the basement. There were not only storable food, but also fresh vegetables. Some dishes she hadn't eaten in the years when she was a fire-cooking girl in the imperial kitchen.

Seeing the surprise of the little palace maid, Shi Yan only explained lightly: "We will open it up and eat later, everything here is ours!"

After the little palace maid was over with excitement, she felt her shriveled stomach, and immediately picked up two Chinese cabbage, and decided to go back to make lunch now.

From this day on, Shi Yan finally ate five meals a day, but Shi Yan was not happy because the little palace maid's craftsmanship was limited, food was in short supply in the past, and she was starving for a long time, and everything she saw was delicious. .

Now that the two of them have enough food and their bodies are not lacking in nutrients, Shi Yan naturally feels that the little palace maid's cooking is unpalatable.

Shi Yan felt that it was time for a cook in this cold palace.

When the little palace maid saw that the little master didn't like to eat the food she made, she was a little angry and said, "little master, you haven't eaten anything better, how do you know that my cooking is not delicious? I think I did a good job. Eat it!"

After saying that, he took a sip, stuffed the remaining half of Shi Yan's dough into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and glanced at Shi Yan proudly.

Shi Yan was not angry either, and told her with a smile, "It's alright if you haven't eaten before, and soon there will be a cook who will come to cook for us."

The little palace maid didn't take it to heart. In this cold palace, there was almost no difference between the servant and the master. Everyone ate leftovers, lived in dilapidated houses, and wore linen shorts. They all had to go to the ground to work in exchange for food.

The distinction between master and servant is more in people's hearts. There is no one who serves who lives.

Shi Yan knew what the little palace maid was thinking, but he didn't take it to heart. Don't look at Shi Yan's three-year-old body, but his mental age was old. The little palace maid was just a child in front of him, and he didn't take it seriously. idea.

Shi Yan said to Xiao Jia silently in his heart, "The information you gave me yesterday was very useful. It's really a crouching tiger, hiding a dragon in this cold palace! Now my life can be improved, thanks to you!"

Xiaojia said proudly: "Where, it's still the team leader that you are proficient in coercion and inducement. If you didn't have a good mouth, no matter how much information I provided, it would be useless!"

The two touted each other for a few words, and Shi Yan made another request: "I need a cook this time, and I hope the scope of the information you give can be narrowed down a little bit. Don't be like yesterday. run away."

Xiaojia said bitterly: "Hey, yesterday I said that I would work together, but today I despise others, scumbag!"

Anyway, in the evening of the second day, the little palace maid saw a chubby, smiling man brought back by her little master. The little palace maid knew this man. When she was burning fire in the imperial kitchen, this man was the one who was specially responsible for the ladies in the imperial kitchen. Chef who cooks small dishes.

The chef happily hummed a song and cleaned out a room for himself, which was next to Shi Yan's master and servant. The little palace maid was very diligent and helped the chef to clean up together, and soon became familiar with the chef.

No matter how she looked at the chef's happy appearance, it didn't look like he was punished to the cold palace for doing something wrong, but she didn't dare to ask the chef's physical reason, she was afraid that the chef would think of something sad when he heard it.

Since the chef moved in, the lives of Shi Yan and the little palace maid have improved qualitatively, and the little palace maid no longer speaks falsely, saying that Shi Yan has never eaten anything good.

Because she also felt that she had never eaten anything good before.

After a few months of cultivation, the little palace maid is white and tender, and she has a father-daughter look with the fat chef. Only Shi Yan, her skin is white and tender, her face has inherited the beauty of Concubine Liu, and she has begun to look beautiful in the future.

The little palace maid can often stare at the little master's face, staring at it for a long time without moving, and then drooling involuntarily.

The chef will eat the taste: "You have never been so serious about eating the food I made!"

The little palace maid would be like a little daughter, pinching the chef's shoulders and beating her back, saying countless good things to make the chef happy, turning around her busy work, and finally when she was tired and didn't want to move, the chef would cook for her and the time. Yan made a bowl of sweet lotus seed soup by himself.

The weather was approaching winter soon. When Shi Yan woke up, he sneezed heavily, and when he got up, he found that he was covered with two layers of quilts.

When Shi Yan came out of the house, he saw that the ground in the courtyard was covered with dead leaves. The little palace maid in thin clothes swept the leaves together, put them in a frame, and called the chef to come out and carry them in to make a fire.

Shi Yan saw the chef in the kitchen, who was also wearing thin clothes. The chef was waving his arms to prepare breakfast for the three of them. Shi Yan made a simple request: "I want to eat buns with mutton and green onions this morning."

The chef looked at the ingredients that were brought out from the basement yesterday, nodded and agreed to Shi Yan's request, and additionally made buns with three fresh stuffing and pork and mushroom stuffing.

After dipping in the chef's exclusive dipping sauce, the three of them ate happily in the kitchen. Sweat dripped from their noses, and they felt their stomachs comfortably. The three of them didn't want to go out. It was too cold outside.

Shi Yan looked at the fallen leaves from the tree outside, blinked and said, "I think it's time for an embroiderer who can make clothes in the cold palace."

The little palace maid said excitedly, "Will Xiu Niang make the **** skirts worn by the aunts of the Shangyi Bureau?"

Shi Yan looked at the little palace maid from top to bottom, and in the expectant gaze of the little palace maid, he slowly said: "I heard that the **** skirts worn by the aunts of the Shangyi Bureau are specially tailored for the slender palace maids. Yes, only those with slender bodies look best on them."

The little palace maid, who had grown fat for a long time, immediately burst into tears when she heard the words. The chef cooked her two poached eggs before coaxing her.

In order to express his apology, Shi Yan went out after breakfast. When night fell, I brought back two palace maids in **** dresses.

The little palace maid was so happy that she circled around the house until one of them took out the same ginger-colored dress from the bag she was carrying and gave it to the little palace maid. She ran away with her skirt on.

When the little palace maid put on her skirt and turned around, she felt that she was more beautiful than the domineering concubine Jiagui.

After the fat cook saw it, he insisted that Shi Yan and him applaud the little palace maid, saying that the little palace maid was the most beautiful girl in the world. Shi Yan was very supportive. The two embroiderers who came today saw that the little palace maid liked the gifts they gave so much. , and also smiled happily beside him.

Xiaojia circled in Shi Yan's mind: "Team Leader, Team Leader, am I the most handsome guy in the entire Kuaichuan game? Am I your most loyal friend? Am I good? Just say I'm good or not. ?"

Shi Yanxin said, as expected, the newly appointed team leader was uneasy and kind, and the intelligent passer-by A system that he distributed to me, after more than half a year of training and teaching, is still like a happy little mentally retarded! I have to rely on my brain power to clear the customs. It's really frustrating!

He said, "Well, that's great!"