The fake daughter of a book, the villain who was humiliated ascended the throne

Shu Xin told Du Changchun her intention.

"Brother Du, after passing Yuzhou Prefecture, we will enter the southern territory."

"There's no post station for a long stretch of the road ahead, so we'll have to make do with the food. The weather is getting colder, so my mother and I thought about getting some hot food for everyone this morning so we can have more energy on the road."

Shu Xin said with a smile, her tone light.

Her lively appearance is very contagious.

Du Changchun also unconsciously smiled.

Exiling prisoners does not punishable by death, and most of them were innocently implicated.

Therefore, he did not want to treat them harshly.

It's just that I was in a hurry to travel, so I didn't pay attention to the food.

Shu Xin was right. After passing Yuzhou Prefecture, the weather became increasingly cold. Moreover, there was no post station to stay in for a long stretch of the journey, so they had to sleep in the open air.

Shu Xin only talked about cooking, and cleverly did not mention the fact that Chef Hong was making things difficult for her.

Xiao Beiwang next to him keenly noticed something.

However, he guessed that since Shu Xin did not explain it directly, there must be some hidden secret, so he did not expose it.

Du Changchun hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Qian San was called over and gave Shuxin a bag of white flour and a bag of coarse flour.

This amount seems to be only enough for the servants to eat.

Shuxin didn't say it clearly, but agreed with a smile.

Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Beiwang stopped him.

"Since Miss Tao is so kind, I can't just stand by and watch. I am willing to give three bags of white flour and three bags of coarse flour to add to this morning's breakfast. How do you think?"

what?

Xiao Beiwang wants sponsorship!

Shuxin was stunned for a moment.

Originally, she thought that these two bags of flour were not enough to feed so many exiled prisoners, so she would have to pay a little and use the flour stored in her own space to make up for it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Beiwang was willing to be the sucker, so she didn't have to pay out of her own pocket.

If this isn’t pie in the sky, what is?

Shuxin was so excited that she almost laughed out loud.

Seeing Xiao Beiwang looking at her with understanding, she held back.

What's that expression on this person's face? Why is he looking at me with such mockery in his eyes?

Seeing Shu Xin glaring at him, Xiao Beiwang coughed lightly and quickly interrupted her thoughts.

He was worried that Shuxin would misunderstand what he meant.

"This way, all of our exiled people can have hot meals. All this is thanks to Dudutou's kindness."

Xiao Beiwang said to Du Changchun with a smile.

This is beautifully said.

He was the one who paid the money, but it was Du Changchun who got the good reputation.

The key point is that it helped Shuxin a lot.

In this way, Shuxin and Tao's idea of ​​cooking breakfast for the exiled prisoners instead of cooking for the servants was solved.

When Du Changchun asks her later, she won't have to worry about Chef Hong and Wu Zhiyong's false accusations.

I felt relieved and thought everything went well this morning.

She couldn't help but look at Xiao Beiwang with gratitude and urged him to deliver the things quickly.

Xiao Beiwang felt amused, but he agreed seriously and asked Zhao Qing to do it immediately.

Du Changchun thanked the two of them repeatedly.

Shu Xin then went down to work.

She returned to the kitchen and Wu Zhiyong also came over to help Chef Hong.

Seeing Shuxin coming in, he looked at Shuxin proudly, with an expression as if he was gloating.

Shu Xin didn't even look at him and went straight to help Tao light the fire.

Wu Zhiyong snorted coldly, wondering how Shu Xin would end up.

At this time, Chef Hong was already kneading the dough.

Chef Hong’s cooking skills are average, but he’s pretty good at making steamed buns.

Although steamed buns are simple, filling and easy to carry, they are too monotonous for competition.

Compared with the mother and daughter of the Tao family, he has the advantage of only having to cook for more than 20 people.

With fewer people, we can spend more time and effort to make the food as exquisite as possible.

So, he planned to make hand-rolled noodles this morning.

It is absolutely delicious when paired with shredded pork as a stew.

As for Tao’s company, it is not easy to feed more than 70 people.

Furthermore, with the delay, it’s too late even to make steamed buns now.

He was very proud of himself, thinking that he had already won most of the battle.

When Tao saw that Chef Hong had great skill in kneading the dough and had already started letting it rest, she became very anxious.

However, she trusted Shuxin very much and felt that what she said must be right.

Therefore, I just focused on being busy and felt much more at peace.

Soon, Zhao Qing brought the things over.

In addition to three bags of flour and three bags of cornmeal, there was also a bag of Chinese cabbage.

Although the pakchoy at that time was not as beautiful in appearance as that of later generations, it was natural and pollution-free, and tasted better than that of later generations.

Shu Xin felt deeply moved that Xiao Beiwang was indeed from a wealthy family.

She ordered so many dishes yesterday, but Xiao Beiwang didn't even blink when he paid the bill.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry, right?

The water was boiled and Tao started to knead the dough.

She mixed the white flour and corn flour together as Shuxin said, and added a bag of coarse flour just in case it wasn't enough.

While she was kneading the dough, Shuxin had already prepared all the side dishes.

She also bought onions, garlic, and pork at the market yesterday.

Now she took out two handfuls of onions and a plate of garlic.

After thinking for a while, she took out another small piece of pork.

But the piece of pork she took out was all fat.

It was incomparable to the piece of fatty and lean pork that Chef Hong brought.

Shuxin understood it in her heart.

The food for exiled prisoners cannot be too rich.

Otherwise, even the prisoners eat better than the police officers, wouldn't that be an embarrassment to Du Changchun?

This piece of pork is just to enhance the flavor, and having oil in the stomach can help to satisfy hunger.

After a busy day, Tao had just kneaded the dough, boiled the water, and prepared the side dishes.

Chef Hong had already cut the noodles and boiled the water, and was just waiting to put them in the pot.

Tao did as Shuxin said.

The flour is too watery and cannot be used to make steamed buns or dumplings. It seems that too much water was added.

Wu Zhiyong had been staring at Shuxin and the others. When he saw this, he immediately smiled happily.

"Oh, Auntie Tao, it seems you put too much water. We don't have any more white flour for you to add. Besides, it takes a while for the dough to rest. It looks like you won't have enough time to do anything!"

He spoke sarcastic words in a very mocking tone.

This would delay everyone's time for eating and traveling.

He will definitely make Shuxin pay the price.

He had already made arrangements with several people from the Wang family.

If dinner is served late later, they will make a lot of noise.

Anyway, Dudutou would definitely not take their lives for such a thing.

Instead, it is the mother and daughter of the Tao family who will be punished.

Tao was already unsure. She had never heard of the food that Shuxin mentioned, and was really worried that it would not taste good.

Shu Xin saw Tao's expression and then glanced at the proud Wu Zhiyong.

"Some people just like to meddle in other people's business. They don't even do their own work well, but they stare at others all day long. They are just like grasshoppers in autumn, jumping around all day long, but when the time comes, they will rest!"

Shu Xin said this to Tao.

Wu Zhiyong jumped three feet high.

"Who do you call a grasshopper?"

"Whoever answers is the one who is talking!"

Shu Xin remained calm and glanced at Wu Zhiyong coldly, but the words she said scared Wu Zhiyong half to death.

Wu Zhiyong pretended to beat Shuxin.

It was Chef Hong who held him back.

Chef Hong said that dinner would be served soon, and if the mother and daughter couldn't cook, they would definitely not have a good time.

Only then did Wu Zhiyong give up.