"That's okay. But you report yours and I teach you. You bring me the chef first."

"The chef the doctor mentioned is the cook?"

"Well……"

Mu Jiangming couldn't remember when the title of chef started.

"That's right. Find a few first."

"Then I'll take my leave first."

Not long after, Zhang Chen came over with a fat middle-aged man, followed by several people covered in oil stains.

Zhang Chen hurriedly led the way, while the stout middle-aged man paced leisurely in all directions and followed slowly behind.

Zhang Chen saw Shen Xiyao standing still and spoke to remind her.

"Mr. Shen, why don't you greet Xu Shaoqing when you see him?"

Mu Jianming was also stunned after hearing this.

Has Shen Xiyao personally seen this young lady? Why didn't she leave any information for herself?

"I've met Xu Shaoqing."

Guanglu Shaoqing had a fat smile on his face, but what he did was a little unreasonable.

Looking at Shen Xiyao's salute and greeting, he did not let Mu Jianming get up. He kept Mu Jiangming's bow, but said to Zhang Chen: "Mr. Zhang, although Dr. Shen works in the catering department, he was temporarily transferred here by His Majesty's arrangement. .This is also the first time that Dr. Shen and I have met. Anyone who doesn’t know is not guilty."

After saying that, he walked a few steps forward and passed Mu Jianming before turning his head and still looking at Mu Jiangmin with a smile. After looking at him for a while, he slowly spoke.

"Mr. Shen is exempt from the courtesy. My surname is Xu Mingyuan. Today I can be considered acquainted with you."

By this time, Mu Jianming had been bowing and saluting for a while.

After hearing what Xu Shaoqing said, Mu Jianming stood up, the smile that had always been on his face disappeared.

"Director Zhang reported that Dr. Shen intends to adjust the menu of the Wanshou dinner? This is not very convenient. If something goes wrong, you and I can't afford it. However, I also brought the cook. What do you do? You can give them the dishes first. Once they have practiced it, it won’t be too late to use them again when they have the opportunity in the future.”

Mu Jianming sneered. Even though Xu Siqing was smiling all the time, it was obvious that this was a show of force for him. Who cares about you? Not to mention that after being a dignified marquis, he could still be manipulated by an ancient man!

I still want to introduce new dishes from my free prostitution. When everything is over and Shen Xiyao's part-time job as the catering department is handed over, Guanglu Temple will present new dishes. What does it have to do with me?

It's not because of the small amount of credit, but what Xu Shaoqing did was so disgusting.

"Xu Shaoqing is right. I really can't afford such a big thing. It's me, Meng Lang, so I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Mu Jianming turned around and left.

"Hey...this..."

Zhang Chen looked embarrassed.

It's not appropriate to stop Shen Xiyao. It's not appropriate to try to persuade Xu Shaoqing.

"snort!"

Xu Shaoqing also changed his expression and flicked his sleeves.

"I really think I have any abilities because of the official position I got from my ancestors, but I'm just a hen Si Chen."

Mu Jianming stopped and slowly turned around to look at Xu Shaoqing.

If Xu Shaoqing didn't say this, he wouldn't take it seriously. After all, neither he nor Shen Xiyao is a shining copper coin. He can't make everyone like him and everyone revolves around him. He proposed it by himself. Any suggestions given must be followed.

But now that Xu Shaoqing said this, the matter is really over.

After taking a look at Xu Shaoqing's belly, which looked like a cauldron, Mu Jianming sneered and turned around to leave.

Inside the palace of Prince Lu.

Zhu'an was sitting on his knees at a table with a bronze mirror standing on it. In a small sandalwood box next to the bronze mirror, there were several sheets of silk as thin as cicada's wings, slightly larger than a thumb.

Several different flower shapes are depicted on these pieces of silk. The white space has been carefully cut out, leaving only the areas where lines are drawn.

Princess Zhu'an carefully rolled up a piece with a small brush, placed it on the scar on her forehead, and kept looking in the mirror.

As if not satisfied, Zhu An gently peeled it off and rolled up another piece.

A maid moved her lotus steps lightly and walked lightly to Zhu An.

"Princess Princess, Shen Changshi is outside the door asking to see you."

It was the maid with a nice voice in Qingya Garden.

Zhu'an put down the things in his hands and looked happy.

"Please!"

Not long after, the maid took Shen Xiyao into Princess Zhu'an's boudoir.

Zhu An stood at the door to greet him with a smile.

"This is the first time Xiyao has come to my place, please come in quickly."

After the two exchanged greetings, the host and guest took their seats.

Zhu'an raised his hand to signal, and a maid brought over the small sandalwood box.

"Xiyao, you're here just in time. Help me choose a pattern."

After hearing this, Mu Jianming felt a little difficult and embarrassed.

Isn't it embarrassing for such a straightforward and rough old man to ask him to choose a pattern that suits the little girl's taste?

Moreover, he did not expect that Zhu An would let someone take him into the boudoir. Fortunately, the royal etiquette was relatively strict. If Zhu An was disheveled, he would see something...

It’s a feast for the eyes!

Mu Jianming took the small box and looked up at Princess Zhu'an.

Zhu'an's skin is very good, fair and shiny. Her face shape is also the standard oval face for beauty.

I opened the box and saw several pictures inside that were as thin as cicada wings. I looked through them carefully and found that there were indeed plum blossom patterns.

"Princess, just use this one. Use gold for the stamens and red for the petals. The effect should be good."

"Okay, I'll just listen to you Xiyao."

Taking the small box handed back by Mu Jianming, Zhu An turned to give instructions to the maid beside him.

"Follow Changshi Shen's instructions and let them practice more."

"yes."

"Xiyao, is there something wrong with your visit this time?"

After arranging the tattoo, Zhu An came back and asked Shen Xiyao again.

"Your Majesty's birthday, I wonder what arrangements the princess has made?"

"Are you asking about His Majesty's congratulatory gift? Although my father is taking care of this matter, I have also made some preparations. Why, are there any difficulties for Xiyao or the Shen family?"

"No, no."

Mu Jianming waved his hands repeatedly and continued: "I just want to ask, does the princess want to make more preparations?"

"Huh? What do Xiyao say?"

Zhu An asked curiously.

Mu Jianming took out two pages of paper from his sleeve and handed them to Zhu An.

"This is a recipe for two dishes. It looks simple and simple on the surface, but in fact it is very important. I was planning to replace or add these two dishes to the banquet menu of Guanglu Temple. But the officials of Guanglu Temple did not dare to Make the decision. The princess should also know what those people in Nanchu say during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I think these two dishes will definitely open their eyes."

Zhuan took the two pieces of paper and read them carefully.

"According to what is written above, cooking these two dishes should not take long. Xiyao, if you have time to wait, I will arrange for the chef in the mansion to try them out."

Mu Jianming waved his hand.

"These two dishes take a long time, so the princess should arrange for them to practice first. If the princess feels that they are good, they can be presented to His Majesty as a birthday gift."

"Okay! If these two dishes are really good, I will offer them to the emperor's uncle. I will also make it clear that it is Xiyao's credit."

Mu Jianming shook his head.

"Princess, there is no need to mention me."

"That……"

"The princess will know why then."

After bidding farewell to Princess Zhu'an, he calculated that time was a bit tight. Mu Jianming did not dare to delay, so he returned to Shen's Mansion and wrote down everything in detail before he could log off with peace of mind.

Opening her eyes again, Shen Xiyao glanced at the paper on the table. There was a bit of anger, a bit of helplessness, and a bit of gratitude on her face.

Being always used and taken advantage of by others makes me feel depressed, but I have nothing to do about it.

The tools she sent Yunxiang to look for to exorcise evil spirits were of no use at all. Now there is a Tai Chi Bagua mirror hanging on the door of my boudoir, which does not prevent that person from appearing even once.

But to say thank you is really a thank you.

This man solved many difficult problems for himself and saved a lot of dignity for Wei.
To be continued...