Qi Wei smiled: "Maybe it's a little cold, it's a trivial matter and it doesn't matter. You should concentrate on writing."

Xiaoman said: "Yes, I remember."

He lowered his head and continued to write. When a large piece of writing was finished, he presented the words to Qi Wei, and Qi Wei nodded: "I have made progress. I will practice here first today. Zhou Yun is afraid that he will be anxious outside. You go and play with him."

Xiaoman walked out of the study with a small step. Zhou Xiaobai didn't wait. He was fighting with a guard.

Every time he lost, he didn't admit defeat, he didn't want to do it once, and he didn't want to do it twice, but he didn't want to do it twice, but he did it again, but he did it again, but he did it for the third time.

Xiaoman did not participate, so he trotted to the kitchen. Everyone in the kitchen knew him and knew that this was the son of the future wife. Seeing him coming, he quickly asked with a pleasing question: "Young Master, you have an order, just send someone over, you don't have to work hard to go there yourself."

Xiaoman said politely: "Thank you for your hard work, I want to borrow it from the kitchen. I don't know if it's feasible?"

The mothers in the kitchen were so rare that this young man looked pretty and delicate, and even spoke so gentle. How many years have the Duke's mansion been without a child? Oh, the young man is so painful.

"Young Master, you can use this kitchen if you want. We will help you."

The wife of the Future Duke is a famous chef and has excellent cooking skills. This young master may have obtained the true teachings and is also a master of cooking skills.

The reason why I wanted to help the young master was of course because I was worried that the child would cut vegetables until his fingers were pressed.

Xiaoman nodded and thanked him, saying, "If you are lucky, just find Lao Jiang, I will be able to do it soon."

The mothers found out that the young master only needs ginger and don’t have anything else. It seems that he wants to cook ginger soup. Seeing that the young master doesn’t look like he is catching a cold, I don’t know who it is for.

Xiaoman carefully removed the ginger skin, first cut the ginger into slices, then cut the slices into shreds, and then chopped them up. He held a large kitchen knife in his small hand, which was a bit difficult, but it was very cute.

An old woman asked boldly: "Young master is going to cook ginger soup, who are you cooking for? Is anyone in the mansion catching a cold?"

Xiaoman said, "It was cooked for the Duke of China. The Duke of China is not sick. It's just that I want to cook soup for the Duke of China, but I only know how to cook ginger soup."

After the ginger soup was cooked, Xiaoman did not need the help of the women, so he put the ginger soup in a tray and walked away carefully with the tray.

After he left, several mothers looked at each other, and one woman said, "You said the prince really wants to drink ginger soup. He either catches cold or wants to drink it?"

Another woman said, "If this is true, it is impossible for the young master to be as old as a person. Even the Duke's illness must be hidden from him. Besides, this will not be a serious illness, at most it will be a cold."

"Yes, children are not so thoughtful. I think they are just like their sons who want to please their father."
Chapter completed!