In the evening of that day, Zhe Xinyi appeared in Li Miao's courtyard on time.

"Congratulations."

This was the first thing Zhe Xinyi said to Li Miao. Then she handed the high-quality brush and inkstone to Li Miao and said, "When I came back, I happened to pass by a calligraphy and painting shop, so I stopped by to buy some.

Finished, um... I hope you like it."

Li Miao was slightly startled, not expecting that Zhe Xinyi would suddenly give him a gift.

"Thank you."

Li Miao took it and said thank you.

"Miss, Mr. Li, we are eating beef today."

As the voice sounded, the figure of the bun-faced maid appeared in the sight of the two of them. Each of her two little hands was holding a piece of high-quality, fresh beef tenderloin, with a look of excitement on her plump little face.
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"Beef?"

Li Miao, Zhe Xinyi's eyes couldn't help but fall on the beef carried by the bun-faced maid.

In ancient times, animals like cattle were very valuable and important. Killing them at will would violate the law...

Li Miao licked his lips and said that since he came to this world, he has never eaten beef.

Zhe Xinyi's slightly heroic eyebrows wrinkled slightly and asked: "Where did your beef come from?"

The bun-faced maid explained: "Miss, I got it from Butler Xu. Butler Xu said that he happened to see someone selling beef today and said that he accidentally fell to death, so he bought it."

A cow that accidentally fell to death...

Li Miao: "..."

Zhe Xinyi: "..."

"Master Li, you should also be able to handle beef, right?"

The bun-faced maid looked at Li Miao expectantly with her big eyes. Ever since she ate beef with the lady two years ago, she has never forgotten the taste.

Li Miao said confidently: "Of course, we will have hot pot beef later!"

The temperature is slightly cooler now, but it is quite suitable for hot pot. Beef tenderloin is the most suitable for hot pot.

"Hot pot?"

Zhe Xinyi and the bun-faced maid both looked at Li Miao in confusion.

"You'll find out later."

This thing is not easy to explain, you will find out later.

......

A hot pot pot (Li Miao went to the blacksmith when he had nothing to do, and it is now ready for use) was placed in the middle of the dining table, surrounded by raw thin beef tenderloin.

Beef tongue, neck kernels, etc., as well as carrots and other vegetarian vegetables.

Before that, Li Miao asked the bun-faced maid to go to Butler Xu again and asked for other parts of the cow, planning to have a low-end version of Chaoshan beef hot pot.

Looking at the lettuce placed on the table in front of her, the bun-faced maid pouted and said, "Master Li, how do you eat these raw vegetables?"

Zhe Xinyi also looked at him doubtfully.

"It's very simple, just watch it."

As he said that, Li Miao picked up two pieces of beef tenderloin and put them into the hot pot. When he felt they were almost done, he picked them up, then dipped them in the sauce prepared in front of him and put them in his mouth.
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Suddenly, the aroma of tender beef spreads in your mouth.

This taste was so long gone that Li Miao, who had not eaten hot pot or beef for a long time, couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment and intoxication.

Such a look can't help but whet your appetite.

No, even Zhe Xinyi couldn't help but swallow slightly.

The master and servant also quickly picked up a thin piece of beef tenderloin and put it into the stove.

After a while, when the two women were hesitating whether to pick up or continue cooking, they heard Li Miao's voice.

"It's ready. It's time to pick it up. The beef is too overcooked and doesn't taste good."

The bun-faced maid couldn't wait to pick up her own piece of tenderloin, dipped it in the sauce, and quickly stuffed it into her little mouth.

"Hot, hot, hot..."

Even though he was so hot that he screamed, he was reluctant to spit it out and said: "It's so hot, so hot."

Seeing this, Zhe Xinyi blew a few puffs gently and put it into her mouth, her eyes couldn't help but light up.

Gradually, the two women became more and more familiar with hot pot, and they no longer had to be reminded by Li Miao whether they could or could not be served.

About half an hour later, all the dishes on the table had been wiped clean by the three of them, and a piece of white tofu emerged from the soup base and floated.

Li Miao and the bun-faced maid were both bright-eyed, and then they immediately stretched out their chopsticks to grab it.

However, there was a pair of chopsticks that were faster than the two of them. They quickly and accurately picked up the piece of white tofu and put it into their own bowl.

The steamed bun-faced maid: "..."

Li Miao: "..."

After eating the last piece of white tofu, Zhe Xinyi showed a satisfied look, turned her head and said to Li Miao: "Mr. Li, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, do you have any plans?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Li Miao was startled and murmured: "Is it the Mid-Autumn Festival again tomorrow?"

"Yes, Mr. Li."

The bun-faced maid agreed and didn't notice anything strange about Li Miao.

"Mr. Li, if you have no plans for the Mid-Autumn Festival yet, you might as well spend it with us."

The strange flash in Li Miao's eyes naturally did not escape Zhe Xinyi's eyes.

From previous investigations, she knew that his parents had passed away many years ago, leaving him alone. For others, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion, but for him, it is not a difficult day.
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Zhe Xinyi thought so in her heart.

......

The master of Zhe Mansion, Zhe Junyan, and his wife, Zhe Liu, have returned to their home.

After all, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so why not come back?

However, today's Zhe Mansion is much quieter than in the past, because Zhe Xinyi basically asked all the servants to go back to reunite with their families. Even her other personal maid Xiu He is not in Zhe Mansion today.

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"Uncle, aunt."

Li Miao bowed to Zhe Junyan and Zhe Liu. The two people in front of him had been back for a while. This was not the first time Li Miao met these two people.

Zhe Junyan just nodded and said nothing.

It can be seen that he is a man of few words. What is more concerning is that one of his trouser legs is empty, so he is now sitting in a wheelchair.

But Mr. Zheliu is quite enthusiastic.

"You kid, you don't have to be so polite."

It can be seen that Mrs. Zheliu still has a good impression of this young man Li Miao.

She continued: "I heard that girl Xing'er said that you won the Huiyuan for this examination, um... very good."

Li Miao said modestly: "My aunt is so complimentary, I just have a little better luck."

Zheliu said with a smile: "You are good at everything, but you are too humble."

......

The kitchen is not the small kitchen in Li Miao's small courtyard.

Li Miao and Zhe Liu are busy. Li Miao is the chef, and Zhe Liu is helping out, such as cutting things.

Just now, Zhe Xinyi and the bun-faced maid looked embarrassed and wanted to come in to help, but not only were they unable to help at all, but they were also in the way, so they were mercilessly kicked away by Zhe Liu.

Looking at Li Miao's familiar cooking movements, Zheliu nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly asked Li Miao: "Sanshui, what do you think of our family's Xinyi?"

Li Miao paused slightly. She didn't quite understand why Mrs. Zheliu suddenly asked like this. After thinking about it, she said: "Well... to be honest, Miss Zhe is quite a nice person. She is tall."

She must be beautiful and have a good temper."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zheliu showed a smile and said: "Then my aunt will betroth our family Xinyi to you? What do you think?"

Over the years, among these young men, she liked Li Miao the most, not only because Li Miao was talented and knowledgeable and won the title of Huiyuan, but she also felt that his character was not bad. For the young man who was closer to her daughter during this period,

It’s impossible for her not to investigate.
To be continued...