"Master is hungry? Come on, the student will take you to the kitchen. I heard from my dad that there is something good today, it is eggs. You and I have a sneak peek, and the fool is waiting for the meal."

The little brat pulled Zhao Ping'an to the kitchen.

Not long after walking, a four-year-old girl rushed out of the tree and said snotted and sloppy: "Big Lon, what are you doing?"

Wang Rong waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, stupid guy, what do I do to care about?"

Zhao Ping'an stopped and walked: "Did you forget it? The first medicine for medicine is people-oriented."

Even though Wang Rong was depressed, he had to walk back and touch the girl's head randomly, which seemed to make the girl's hair go down like a chicken coop.

He also introduced to Zhao Ping'an: "Sir, this is my little sister. Erya, this is my new master. You don't know that he is so sage, you know everything."

But the little girl didn't understand very well, and she only said like a repeater: "Da Lian, what are you doing?"

Ahhhhh!

Wang Rong suddenly looked like he was grabbing the wall.

But looking at Zhao Ping'an, I had to say patiently: "I want to go to the kitchen and have a look."

The little girl applauded and applauded: "Da Lian is so smart, Da Lian is so smart, I eat too, I want to steal it."

"snort!"

Wang Yun tilted his mouth, twisted his head aside proudly, and raised it with forty-five corners.

"People-oriented, don't treat food in the kitchen as your protagonist, it will look very selfish and perverted. You should treat this little girl as the protagonist and me as the protagonist. We have the same position and work together to deal with the supporting role of food in the kitchen. If you can think like this, it will be different experiences, different outlooks on life, and different attitudes toward being a human being."

Zhao Ping'an emphasized in particular.

Wang Rong's brain is really easy to use, so he thought about it this way, damn... it's really!

After bringing this little slug into the protagonist, I found that she was still interesting.

So Wang Rong made the little girl's head even more and said, "Erya, let me take you to deal with those supporting roles. You are my sister, you don't have to wait for dinner, you fools will wait for dinner."

"OK."

The little girl ran away happily.

It was still early before dinner time, and there was no one in the kitchen, but there were three eggs.

"Sure enough, today my father deliberately made good things to entertain the master."

Wang Rong actually doesn't like eating, but when he saw the rare eggs, he was also surprised.

As for the little girl, she didn't know how to see the egg half-opening her mouth and dripping with saliva.

"Have you ever eaten stir-fry?" Zhao Ping'an hadn't eaten it for a long time.

Erya didn't look very clear and said, "I've eaten it."

Wang Rong knocked on her: "Stupid, you don't even know what cooking is. You've eaten it."

He also said to Zhao Ping'an: "I heard that there are cooking dishes in the main restaurant in Beijing, but it is just a secret that people don't know. I have never seen or eaten. Can you?"

"No, why don't I come to the kitchen? Erya."

"Here." The little girl volunteered.

Zhao Ping'an said: "You are watching outside the door. Scholar and your elder brother are going to start showing off. Then you will allow you to eat in one bite."

There is no need to be too complicated next. Wang Rong is responsible for slapping the fire hard. After the pot is spicy, put the fragrant lard into the pan.

Control the heat and reach the critical point, and decisively use very skillful techniques to draw out three eggs into the pot. The stir-fry sound, accompanied by the fragrance, began to spread everywhere.

"All the heat is enough, bring the cold rice quickly. Also prepare the chopped green onion..."

Soon, a pot of simple fried rice with eggs came to an end, with chopped green onions and high-quality green salt, and finally the pot was put on.

Place three earthen bowls as big as pig's heads and distribute the fried rice evenly.

When she heard someone knocking on the pot with a spoon inside, Erya, who was guarding the door, couldn't help crying. Because knocking on the pot means that the thing is gone, she cried while whistling: "I'm still hungry, don't knock on the pot."

But in a short while, Wang Yun found out that he raised a bowl as big as a pig's head and handed it over. The little girl squatted on the steps and buried her head in and ate it hard.

After taking a few bites, she raised her head and muttered, "It's so delicious, Dalian is amazing."

Wang Rong had never eaten anything so delicious. She was busy eating and had no time to speak...

A woman came into the kitchen and found a mess, no eggs were left, and three empty large earthen bowls were placed in a row.

"The old king is becoming more and more dissatisfied. He can't wait for dinner. Are you that busy with government affairs? Don't you keep one egg?"

The woman began to complain, "Just this, he dares to say all day long, "It's hard for a clean official to make a family matter." This is not obvious that he is stealing food, and even the blind man knows about things? He is just an official?"

...

After eating a bowl of fried rice that was so big that it was really full, and after returning home, it was time for dinner.

The little bell took a local horn farther away and shouted: "Master Ping'an, my mother called you to come to your house for dinner!"

Speaking of which, Zhao Ping'an's cooking skills are pretty good, but he is lazy. He has basically never fired recently. So in order to show respect for Mr. Zhao, they shouted every time they had dinner.

If they didn't go, Xiao Lingdang would keep shouting. Zhao Ping'an had to get up and go over to chat. Their house was quite lively.

By the time we arrived, the small table was filled with dishes.

Xiao Lingdang stood obediently, waiting for Zhao Ping'an to take her seat before she sat down next to her.

The big-skinned and round-waisted woman Ye kept picking up food for Xiao Zhao and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, I have to be busy with work and teach my little girl. Even my old Liu has benefited from it. Recently, I have been respected by the county. No matter what, I will first find my old Liu."

Liu Meng took a few strokes of his head as big as a pig's head, raised his wine and sipped it in a sip, and said quite pretentiously: "Grandma, I don't want him to look for it all day long. I'm annoying and tired, so I don't get too much money."

If you say this, the pig knows what he is saying.

My aunt revealed that Lu Shijie was looking for him all day and he enjoyed it. This invisibly led to more people who saw Liu Meng's face and doing things, and his sense of existence increased significantly compared to before.

He poured a bowl of wine and raised it again to make him feel stuffy. At this point, Liu Meng started talking too much, but his tongue was not big for the time being, but it was obviously mixed with a little nonsense.

For example, Du Nima began to tend to tease her aunt?

According to experience, if he is not interrupted, he will be chased and beaten by Woman Ye soon, from here to the entrance of the alley, and then run back.

Zhao Ping'an quickly started the topic, "Liu Tou, from tomorrow, I have to go to the state yamen to teach the bell."

"Why is this?"

Liu Meng was immediately displeased with the alcohol, "Do you dislike me, Old Liu, for not giving enough money and planning to pick up other students? Brother hopes that you can concentrate on teaching my little daughter and give her a whole body of learning to her, and not to others."

Zhao Ping'an took a sip of wine and smiled slightly, "I think your reckless request is not too much? Actually, I didn't think about it at first, besides bells, and teach others. But considering the future layout, today I accidentally met the child who was still rescued, and suddenly changed my mind and accepted the son of the prefect, Wang Rong, who is the prefect, from now on, and he will be the eldest brother of bells, and there is no discussion on this point."

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When he heard that his daughter and the eldest son of the prefect had become his family, Lao Liu and Wives Ye were no longer jealous and kept toasting.

I was so happy that I didn't know what to say, it was really unexpected.

This also indirectly shows Mr. Zhao's excellent quality. Otherwise, the magistrate and the minister would be recognized as a master of the times. It is rumored that although Wang Rong had some mental problems, he was also a child prodigy in the world. Ordinary scholars would definitely not be able to enter the classroom and teach Wang Rong.
Chapter completed!