Xiao Shunzi was frightened by Wufu's words and almost vomited blood.

He immediately waved his hand to Wufu and signaled Wufu not to shout, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go now."

Wufu pursed his lips and smiled, shouting from Mo Jin, "Okay, you don't have to go."

Mo Jin was in the room and heard Wufu shouting, with a smile in his eyes.

Wufu looked at Xiao Shunzi who was walking forward and laughed.

In ancient times, people had too strong class concepts and divided the master and slave too clearly.

Level one, too rigid.

However, they are no wonder, this is the rule.

However, there are not so many rules here in Wufu.

According to her preferences, whoever she is willing to ask for will go.

Who told their Mo Jin to be the crown prince and the boss here? Of course she can have the final say.

Wufu followed Xiao Shunzi to the kitchen.

Although Xiao Shunzi had never done anything in the kitchen, his hands and feet were very quick and he quickly ignited the fire in the stove. Then Wufu made some exquisite millet, took a small iron pot, placed the pot on the tail fire of the stove, and slowly boiled it.

Millet porridge is only delicious when it is boiled on low heat.

Wufu plans to make a few more exquisite side dishes.

At noon, I made pork ribs for Mo Jin and made some side dishes that night.

One shot of cucumber, one egg custard, and another made a little fungus cabbage.

These are all very simple, and you will be done in a short while.

Then, she looked at Xiao Shunzi who was burning the fire, with a black pot of ash on her face, looking very embarrassed.

She remembered that Xiao Shunzi had been guarding outside and Mo Jin hadn't eaten, so he probably didn't dare to eat either.

She approached Xiao Shunzi and asked, "Xiao Shunzi, what do you like to eat? I'll make it for you. Anyway, I'm idle, so I have to cook this porridge for a while."

After hearing this, Xiao Shunzi waved his hand immediately, "I can't do it, the girl is the one who works as a cook for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Wufu glanced at Xiao Shunzi and smiled and said, "Who is it not to make it? How much can your prince eat? He said, what do you want to eat."

Wufu raised his eyebrows and insisted on forcing Xiao Shunzi to say.

"I..." Xiao Shunzi waved his hand, but his eyes swept over the ribs hanging on the chopping board.

This afternoon, the garlic-flavored pork ribs that Wu Fu made for the prince were so fragrant. He smelled them on the side and wanted to swallow his tongue. He had never smelled such a fragrant dish.

Wufu did not miss Xiao Shunzi's eyes, so he smiled at him and took off a piece of ribs.

I washed and marinated them again, and then I worked hard, and the millet porridge was ready and the ribs were also ready.

Xiao Shunzi looked at him, feeling extremely troublesome and felt embarrassed.

Fortunately, Wufu is quick and can be done in a short while.

Wufu put the ribs on the chopping board and smiled, "Xiao Shunzi, just eat them here, these are all yours."

Xiao Shunzi was moved, and his eyes were red. He didn't know how many years he hadn't eaten hot rice or hot dishes, or he had eaten it since I had.

Wu Fu went to see the porridge and stirred the porridge with a spoon. Seeing that there were a lot of porridge, he asked Xiao Shunzi, "Do you want to eat some porridge? If you want it, I will leave some for you. If you don't like it, I'll see that there are still some steamed buns left, you can eat it after hot."

In fact, Xiao Shunzi didn't like Wufu before, thinking that this girl was too unruly and too strong. She said she would do whatever she wanted, and didn't care about other people's opinions.
Chapter completed!