My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Turning around, he saw Fu Shiyan copying books in the window next door. Thinking that he was so tired during the day and had to review his homework at night, he felt a little reluctant and called him to urge him to go to bed early.

Fu Shiyan, who was copying books in the room, was a little surprised that she was still in the backyard at this time, so he responded from inside the house and asked her to go back to her room and rest early.

Fu San, who was hiding in the dark, patted his chest when he saw Huaying leave. He was almost discovered by this girl.

Fu San jumped down from the tree, knocked on the window and climbed in. "Master, there is news from the capital that the court is going to choose a crown prince. The ministers are divided into two factions. One faction supports the eldest prince. I have privately heard that General Su is one of them. The other faction supports the second prince. What should we do?"

Fu Shiyan's pen was still in his hand, and his face was cold as he said, "Let's wait and see what happens. Go and give the eldest prince a hint. The right chancellor's son Fu Shichen is not dead, and now he is in General Bai's military camp, and he has the technology to make gunpowder."

Fu San bowed and left as ordered. Fu Shiyan stopped him and said, "Find out who was the person from Wu State who went to Huaizhou to provide disaster relief last year." Fu San agreed, bowed and left after making sure that his master had no further instructions.

Huaying tossed and turned in bed but couldn't fall asleep, so she got up, put on her shoes, and sat in front of the window to look at the stars in the sky in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a figure came into her sight. Huaying saw with her own eyes a man in black coming out of Fu Shiyan's room and flying into the peach forest.

He stuck his head out to check the window on Fu Shiyan's side and saw a light. He also didn't hear any sound of fighting, which meant he knew this person. But why didn't he go through the main door but climbed through the window?

Fu Shiyan, who was used to writing while standing, finished writing a manuscript, sat back on the stool and rubbed his swollen brows, then walked to the window and opened it for fresh air. The cool night breeze immediately blew in, dispelling a lot of the hostility in his heart. He stroked the jade pendant on his chest, looked at the starry sky and whispered, "Father, we are closer to the truth."

After a break, Fu Shiyan returned to his desk, took out the book on tantra and read it carefully again, circling the things done by the characters marked with stars.

The next day, it was drizzling. Huaying woke up and heard a rustling sound. She thought this weather was perfect for sleeping and the sound of rain was a good sleep aid.

She took another nap before getting up to make breakfast. When she called Fu Shiyan to come out for dinner, Huaying took some breakfast back to her room.

I write the recipe while eating, and if I finish writing it, I ask the chef to cook it again for everyone to taste.

Speaking of recipes, Huaying also wanted to thank Gu Ling for the book she received when she was learning how to cook. He also said he would cook for her after she learned how to cook.

The book records the cooking methods of each dish in detail, and after a while you will be able to cook delicious dishes without looking at the recipe.

Boiled pork slices, cold cucumber salad, cucumber and shrimp, three fresh delicacies, shredded pork with fish flavor, steamed egg with lotus root, fish head with chopped pepper, Kung Pao chicken, braised spareribs, minced meat and eggplant, peanuts, beef slices, lion head, mushroom and cabbage, braised pig's trotter... Huaying wrote a recipe that took up more than a dozen pages, and the method, ingredients and cooking time of each recipe were marked one by one.

Huaying is thinking about launching hot pot, but the peppers are not ripe yet, so hot pot will have to wait until winter.

I gave the written recipe to Fu Shiyan and asked him to help see if there was anything that needed to be added.

After reading it carefully, Fu Shiyan made some suggestions. "The chili peppers used in the recipe will not last long, and the remaining chili peppers are not mature yet. I suggest adding a little bit of chili pepper and let the local people get used to the taste for a while before adding more." Huaying nodded at this suggestion.

After a thoughtful discussion between the two, matters concerning the menu were finally settled, but there were still a series of issues that needed to be resolved - that was the finalization of the chef and the shopkeeper.

The chef that Fu Shiyan was looking for would arrive in some time, so they were currently short of a shopkeeper. And this shopkeeper had to be experienced and tactful in handling things. Where could they find such a person? Hua Ying was in a dilemma for a moment.

"Sister Huaying." Dongxue ran into the yard hurriedly wearing a coat.

Upon hearing the sound, Huaying hurried out to greet her. Seeing that the drizzle had wet her hair, she quickly took out a towel and wiped it for her.

"What's the matter with you? Aren't you afraid of getting gonorrhea even though it's raining?" There was a hint of worry in Huaying's gentle tone.

Dongxue smiled shyly, revealing a pair of cute little canine teeth, and said, "It's raining and I have nothing to do at home. I haven't seen Sister Huaying for several days. I thought you must be at home today since it's raining."

Huaying smiled and touched her hair, pulled her to sit down, and taught her to learn to write her own name. Dongxue happily followed Huaying and wrote every stroke. Huaying found that Dongxue had a strong ability to accept new things and had a new plan for Dongxue in her mind.

The weather was fine the next day. Huaying and Fu Shiyan came to the store and posted a job recruitment notice at the door.