Chapter 450

"Diao servant" Xia Xiaoran didn't know which book to tear a page from. After wiping his hands, he stood up and said to Wang Zhiwu, "are you still hungry, second young master? Do you want me to make something more?"

"How do you know I'm the second young master?" Wang Zhiwu narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Xiaoran with the same look. Originally thought she did not know, the result is clearly know is the master is still so arrogant.

In the heart turned a white eye, this person's appearance, and Wang Zhiwen has 67 points similar, is not a brother is what. Make complaints about it, but Xia Xiao ran was poker faced. "Bai Xiang once saw two young masters." Just entering the door, she really took a look at Wang Zhiwu in the distance, vaguely remembering that she was a slender figure.

To this evil servant, Wang Zhiwen is helpless, sighed a breath, way: "you see to make."

Xia Xiaoran really casually looked, in the cabinet took out a box of pear cake. He wrapped it with a piece of royal blue cloth and handed it to Wang Zhiwu. And sincerely said: "second young master, this is a rare thing." Had it not been for the pear tree like the tree demon, he would not have been able to eat such a thing against the season.

Xia Xiaoran smiles cunningly, as if he really cares about Wang Zhiwu.

Wang Zhiwu is dumb, this girl's face changes really fast.

In addition to the unexpected encounter with Wang Zhiwu, the courtyard was as calm as before. Xia Xiaoran looks at the Wang family's servants who are suddenly busy. He secretly congratulates himself that he only takes care of Wang Zhiwen and doesn't have to follow Wang's path.

However, Xia Xiaoran took back his sight and sighed. Why didn't wang Zhiwen come back?

Dressed in green, Wang Zhiwen rushed into the door with a thick book. As soon as he entered the gate, he was stopped by a hand. Wang Zhiwen raised his eyebrows and looked at his brother. He leaned out half of his body and stopped him. He asked, "when did you come back?"

"Just a day earlier than you." With a smile, Wang Zhiwu reached out and took out the pamphlet in Wang Zhiwen's hand and turned it over at will. With the emergence of various dish names in the book, Wang Zhiwu's face becomes a little delicate.

Taking back the recipe from Wang Zhiwu, Wang Zhiwen said angrily, "you boy, you can't change your bad habit of being rash for many years." Wang Zhiwu, who was scolded, shrugged his shoulders and said, "you can't change it."

Looking at each other's indifferent face, Wang Zhiwen rolled a white eye and asked, "is Dad back?"

"Of course." Wang Zhiwu thought of the conversation with Wang Lu, and the smile on his face dissipated“ Dad, he has something to tell you

The sun was shining on the yard, casting large shadows and spots. A few birdsong came from the dense branches and leaves. Wang Zhiwu raised his head and looked at the lush and luxuriant not far away. The light and shadow on his bright and clean face crossed each other, making people unable to see clearly.

Wang Zhiwen entered the study and soon came out with a gloomy face. With gloomy eyes, Wang Zhiwu leaned against the pillar under the corridor. He wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth. Finally, he turned and walked towards the courtyard.

"Oh." The young man leaning against the pillar gave a light sneer. He was a bookworm who only knew how to immerse himself in poetry, calligraphy and painting. His elder brother was angry and sad for a woman.

Think of that thin little, eyes are surprisingly bright Luo Baixiang. Wang Zhiwu immediately felt that the girl was really interesting.

Just took out a bowl of double skin milk, Xia Xiaoran gave a sneeze, immediately tears and snot flow on his face, almost destroyed his hard work.

"Who's calling me names?" Xia Xiaoran rubbed his nose and pushed the double skin milk into the table.

It can't be Wang Zhiwen. Xia Xiaoran starts the broken reading mode. Wang Zhiwen says that he has gone for five days, but he doesn't want to come back for seven days. As a result, Xia Xiaoran's dishes are not eaten these days. In the end, he either wastes them or gives them away.

Looking at the double skin milk, Xia Xiaoran talked about it leisurely, "when will you come back, young master?" If you don't come back, there will be piles of leftovers at home.

Wang Zhiwen, who just walked from the yard to the small kitchen, heard Xia Xiaoran's words and couldn't help pausing. Then he took back his foot and coughed gently.

"Young master, you are back!" Xia Xiaoran jumped in front of Wang Zhiwen and said, "try the dessert I just made."

After Xia Xiaoran handed up the bowl, Wang Zhiwen frowned and said, "Bai Xiang, I have something to tell you."

"Well." Xia Xiaoran nodded cleverly, lifted Wang Zhiwen's hand, and urged: "you eat this pair of skin milk first."

On Xia Xiaoran's warm eyes, Wang Zhiwen sighed in his heart, thinking it would be better to finish the meal.

Then there are Jiaobai fried meat, Mapo Tofu, sauce beef, maoxuewang... Surprised to see Xia Xiaoran take out a large pot of boiled fish from a big pot. Wang Zhiwen quickly stopped, "Baixiang, how can there be so many dishes in the pot?"

Xia Xiaoran covered the steaming tray and explained, "this is made by Baixiang for the young master these days. Naturally, it's reserved for the young master." In fact, it is not, Xia Xiaoran can send all the people, or left a pile.

"Well, I can't eat any more." I can feel the improvement of Xia Xiaoran's cooking skills, but I can't stand eating more delicious food. After pouring a lot of water, Wang Zhiwen put down his chopsticks and said, "Baixiang, I have something to say to you."

"Well." Xia Xiaoran added a piece of sauced beef to Wang Zhiwen's bowl Wang Zhiwen frowned: "my father wants me to move out of the yard." When he said this, Wang Zhiwen's eyes stayed on Xia Xiaoran's face all the time. But Xia Xiaoran didn't have an expression on her face. She nodded, "OK, I'll send you dinner every day." Wang Zhiwen was frustrated and sad because he didn't see what he expected. The sad result of Wang was that he moved out that night. Xia Xiaoran stares at Wang Zhiwen's desk, on which all the books Wang Zhiwen usually reads are gone, leaving only a thick recipe. It's a Li's recipe. Xia Xiaoran has a lot of knowledge about Hubei cuisine. At first glance, he only knows that this is a authentic Hubei cuisine. It seems that the young master is good to himself. Xia Xiaoran secretly clenches his fist with the recipe. For this kindness, he must make more delicious dishes for Wang Zhiwen. Although Xia Xiaoran wholeheartedly reported to the owner, Wang Zhiwen was not very appreciative. Every time Xia Xiaoran brings a lunch box to Wang Zhiwen, Wang Zhiwen at the desk doesn't lift his head. In a low voice, he just lets Xia Xiaoran put it on the table. Let Xia Xiaoran every time to deliver rice have a stomach sulky. Wang Zhiwen's attitude towards Xia Xiaoran is inexplicable. Let Xia Xiaoran can't touch the head, think of the wind bell once said Wang Lu didn't like some servants to add trouble to the Wang family. Is Wang Zhiwen such a person? Xia Xiaoran's eyes are dim for a moment, and his heart is suddenly stuffy. No matter what Wang Zhiwen's attitude is, Xia Xiaoran's task of developing Hubei cuisine is clearly there, and let Xia Xiaoran fight for it every day. What's the most in the Wang family“ What? " Xia Xiaoran confused, looking at the wind chime puzzled asked: "you are so early in the morning to play riddles with me?"“ What a charade. " Wind chime hate iron not into steel to knock Xia Xiaoran's head, "I'm to remind you that recently the Wang family said you bad words more and more people."