Donate 300,000 yuan to invite the God of War to marry, and I ask for a divorce

Wan Zhou had expected Sanniang to be sent back. This was just because she had predicted Wang Sijun's move and taken precautions in advance.

The autumn doves and egrets are full of joy.

Although the meals sent from the big kitchen were also cooked by Sanniang, they were far away and could not be as delicious as those freshly cooked.

"Sanniang, do you really only know how to cook those few dishes?" Bai Lu asked Sanniang softly.

Sanniang glanced at Wanzhou, smiled, and said nothing.

In this way, Bai Lu understood the key.

But Qiu Ge didn't understand.

With a bitter look on his face, he said, "Ah? Sanniang, you really only know how to cook these few dishes?"

The other three laughed but didn't tell Qiu Ge, which made her so anxious that she complained, "Miss, they bullied me."

Wan Zhou was in a good mood and said with a smile: "They didn't bully you, you are just too stupid."

Qiu Ge still didn't understand. In order to find out, when it was time to cook, she followed Sanniang into the kitchen.

For the sake of her own stomach, she had to find out what was going on with Sanniang.

Seeing that the ingredients Sanniang prepared were not the few dishes that she was said to know how to cook, Qiu Ge breathed a sigh of relief and began to look forward to a feast in the evening.

Unexpectedly, after Sanniang prepared the dishes, Wanzhou went to the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Miss, you don't want to cook, do you?" Qiu Ge widened her eyes.

"You are very smart this time and guessed it right." Wan Zhou smiled coquettishly.

Qiu Ge was obviously praised, but she was very unhappy in her heart.

Is it edible if her lady who has never done housework wants to cook?

"Miss, why don't you let Sister Bai Lu come."

If the young lady is going to take part in the battle personally, then the rumors about Sanniang must be true.

In this case, Qiu Ge felt that instead of letting Wan Zhou do it, it would be more reliable for Bai Lu to do it.

Besides, how could a master cook for his servants?

"You don't believe in my craftsmanship?"

"Yes, a little bit." Qiu Ge admitted timidly.

But Wan Zhou obviously didn't listen to her and started to operate it.

But what Qiu Ge didn't expect was that although Wan Zhou was the one operating the dish, Sanniang was guiding and even taking charge of every step, including how much salt and oil to put in, how to stir-fry and when to remove the dish from the pan.

After finishing the first dish of stir-fried meat, Qiu Ge asked impatiently, "Miss, can I have a taste?"

Wan Zhou smiled and nodded.

Qiu Ge picked up a small piece of meat, which was moderately salty and had a soft and smooth texture.

"Well, it's delicious."

How can someone who can direct the lady to make such delicious stir-fried pork, but can’t make it himself?

It was not until this time that Qiu Ge slowly realized what was wrong with Sanniang's cooking skills.

"You, you all bully me."

When the three of them saw that Qiu Ge finally reacted, they smiled at each other.

Wan Zhou had lived two lives as a human being, and this was the first time she cooked by herself. The experience gave her a wonderful feeling.

It seems pretty good.

I think it would be more delicious to eat the food you cook yourself.

Thinking of this, she worked harder and more attentively.

When Ji Nanzheng came over, he didn't see anyone in the yard. He coughed softly, but still no one came out to pay attention to him.

At this time, there was a sound of laughter coming from the kitchen next door.

"Go and take a look." Ji Nanzheng gestured to Jiangnan.

"General, the young lady is in the kitchen, cooking..." Jiangnan came back and reported in disbelief.

Stir-fry?

Ji Nanzheng frowned and walked towards the kitchen uncontrollably.

It was his first time entering the kitchen. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Wan Zhou waving in the light smoke.

"What are you doing?" Ji Nanzheng didn't like the scene in front of him very much, and his voice was cold.

"General?"

Wan Zhou turned around after hearing Qiu Ge's voice. When she saw Ji Nanzheng standing at the door, she was stunned.

She cooked today herself, and it wasn't just a spur of the moment decision.

Sanniang didn't know how to cook other dishes, and she didn't think it would arouse suspicion.

In order to find out what was going on, they would come and catch her, so she deliberately chose to cook by herself to prevent someone from catching her at mealtime.

The first person she was on guard against was Mu Wan'er, who was hiding behind the scenes, looking like a white lotus but actually a beautiful snake.

Unexpectedly, the first person to come over was Ji Nanzheng.

Wan Zhou didn't know whether it was a coincidence or intentional.

I came just in time, as the silver bill for this morning had not been settled yet.

She showed a welcoming expression: "General, you are here. Have you eaten yet? You are in for a treat. Today is the first time in my life that I cook."

Ji Nanzheng: "..."

Cooking for the first time, and you say others are enjoying the meal?

Only Gu Wanzhou could say this.

Ji Nanzheng came here intentionally to catch someone, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

Wan Zhou was wearing an apron with her sleeves rolled up with a silk ribbon, revealing her smooth arms. She had a silk scarf wrapped around her head, looking exactly like a cook.

Ji Nanzheng suddenly felt that Gu Wanzhou was quite good-looking as a cook. Although she lacked some beauty, she had more innocence and softness, and lacked the usual aggressiveness and distance.

The smell of smoke in the room was not pleasant, but he walked in anyway.

"General, please wait outside. There is too much smoke in the room." Wan Zhou pushed Ji Nanzheng.

How can Sanniang guide such a big guy like Ji Nanzheng standing there?

"I'll watch you do it." Ji Nanzheng stood beside Wan Zhou and didn't intend to leave.

Wan Zhou: “…”

At this time, the last dish is cooking in the pot.

Shrimp and mushroom soup.

The shrimps and mushrooms have been put in, and it's time to remove from the heat.

But the salt hasn't been added yet, and Wan Zhou is holding a spoon to scoop salt.

How much should I get?

The salt in front was put by Sanniang, and she didn't pay attention. At this moment, it was not appropriate to exchange glances with Sanniang, otherwise Ji Nanzheng would find out that something was wrong.

Never mind, it’s just salt, it won’t go wrong if you put less, and then add more if it tastes bland.

Wan Zhou scooped a full spoonful of salt from the salt jar and thought about how Bai Lu usually added sugar to her goat milk. Two teaspoons of sugar were added to one bowl of goat milk, so this pot of soup required more than five bowls of goat milk.

According to the sugar ratio, that would be at least 10 teaspoons.

Wan Zhou looked at the salt spoon and silently compared it with the tea spoon.

A full spoonful is estimated to be 6 teaspoons.

It should be light rather than salty, so put 6 teaspoons first, and add more if it is not enough.

Having made up his mind, Wan Zhou scooped up a full spoonful of salt and sprinkled it into the pot without hesitation, which made Sanniang almost grab the spoon.

Not to mention Sanniang, even Ji Nanzheng, who knew nothing about cooking, frowned.

He actually didn't know what the appropriate amount was, but it made him feel choked no matter how he looked at it.

Wan Zhou was completely unaware of it. He stirred it and scooped a spoonful with a spoon to taste it.

She had already brought it to her mouth, thought for a moment, and then handed it to Ji Nanzheng: "General, please help me taste it. If it's not enough, I'll add some more."

She didn't have any other intentions. It was the first time in her life that she cooked, and she more or less wanted to be recognized. Ji Nanzheng happened to be standing aside, so he was a ready-made candidate.

"You do it yourself." Ji Nanzheng frowned and refused.

"Try it." Wan Zhou put the spoon directly to Ji Nanzheng's mouth.

Seeing Wanzhou's rudeness, Ji Nanzheng knew that if he didn't drink it, Gu Wanzhou would pour it directly into his mouth.

Of course, he has another choice, which is to leave.

But he didn't, he drank it.

When Sanniang saw that Ji Nanzheng really drank it, she felt very uneasy.

Bai Lu, who was tending the fire in front of the stove, didn't understand what was going on. When he saw Ji Nanzheng drink the soup that Wan Zhou fed him, he started to imagine things in his mind again.

No wonder the young lady was not angry when the general took away all her banknotes. It turns out that their relationship is so good that they can even feed each other.

She cursed herself inwardly: I follow the young lady every day, but I don't even know when the young lady and the general became so close. How can I be a personal maid? I am so derelict in my duty.

"How is it?" Seeing Ji Nanzheng drinking it, Wan Zhou asked with some anticipation.

Ji Nanzheng's expression remained unchanged, and he uttered two words softly: "Not bad."

"Really?" Wan Zhou smiled cleverly and took a sip of the drink from the spoon that Ji Nanzheng had used.