Mrs. Zhao was a little innocent: "I'll let it go, auntie." It's just that she didn't let it go much.

"That's it, I don't want to eat it. Just take all these and feed them to the tiger." Si Qing said with a stinky face.

When Qiongqi, who had just returned from hunting in the mountains, heard this, he immediately ran into the house happily, raised his head and whined twice at Si Qing.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao knew that Si Qing disliked her craftsmanship and lowered her head in shame.

Thinking of Wu's craftsmanship, I have to say that Wu's cooking ability is that no one from all over the country can surpass her.

It seems normal for my aunt to dislike her for not doing well?

After all, Wu's cooking is really delicious.

But Mrs. Wu is not here at the moment, and what she cooks is not to my aunt’s taste. I can’t let my aunt go hungry, right?

If my mother-in-law and father-in-law find out about this, why don't they scold her to death?

Yesterday, when her father-in-law arranged for her to cook for her aunt, her mother-in-law was a little worried, fearing that the food she cooked would not taste good. It was her assurance that it would definitely be good, and that was why her mother-in-law agreed.

She originally wanted to show her face in front of her aunt by cooking, so that her aunt would know that she is a person. But now that her aunt does know, I'm afraid this impression will not be good!

Zhao was a little frustrated, but she still tried her best to save her image and said with a smile:

"My craftsmanship is not good. Don't be angry, auntie. I'll make you some egg water. Don't go hungry."

"Go." Si Qing waved his little hand boredly.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly ran to make egg water for her.

The tiger was excitedly waiting for Zhao to feed it, but Zhao ran away?

It suddenly became dissatisfied, whined twice at Si Qing, then chased to the door and bared its teeth in the direction Zhao left.

"Okay, if you want to eat, come over and eat. Don't scare people." Si Qing put the food on the table down on the ground.

At this moment, Si Qing really regretted letting Wu go to the county seat.

She didn't know, but she was shocked. She kept eating Wu's food, thinking that all food should taste like this. But as soon as she ate Zhao's food today, the difference was immediately apparent.

Unfortunately it's too late to regret.

The tiger didn't know the Secretary Qing's distress, and became even more happy when he saw that his master had given him food.

After eating, he licked his mouth with unsatisfied taste, seemingly not noticing any difference in taste.

Mrs. Zhao quickly brought the egg water over. Si Qing drank a bowl of egg water as breakfast and sent Mrs. Zhao away.

"Why is there such a big gap in cooking between people?" Si Qing sat at the table in annoyance, a little depressed.

She didn't know when Mrs. Wu would be back, and she didn't want Mrs. Zhao to cook again in the afternoon.

In the county town.

Si Shanhe was carrying a basket on his back, which contained venison.

He looked a little nervous and would turn his head to look at his backpack from time to time, for fear that the meat inside would be stolen.

Only after listening to Wu's popularization last night did he realize how precious venison is.

The venison in this basket might be sold for dozens of taels of silver!

He has been working in the fields for so many years, and the most money he has seen is the five taels of silver his ancestor paid when he bought him back from his master's house.

Now he actually carries dozens of taels of silver on his back. Can he not be nervous?

If Wu hadn't stopped him, he would have held the basket in his arms.

Mrs. Wu followed him, and when she saw that he kept turning his head to look at his backpack, he lowered his voice and said, "Master, I'm here. Don't be so deliberate. You'll be watched carefully."

"Oh oh oh, that's true, then you should keep an eye on the side." Si Shanhe nodded repeatedly, but he still couldn't help but want to look back at the backpack.
Chapter completed!