Chapter 1716 Liu Wei Is Full of Confidence

In the 37th year of Qianling, the first day of the first lunar month.

When the letter from Anzhou was sent to Qingzhou, Liu Wei was washing rice in the kitchen of the compound, and Wei Chou was watching her beside her. He was terrified and advised Liu Wei to stop working several times, but Liu Wei didn't listen, which made him very anxious.

When Lei Erlang personally brought the letter to the door, he saw Liu Sizuo trying to figure out the water level and just put the rice in the pot. Thinking that today was the New Year, Lei Erlang asked, "Will the Third Prince come back to eat tonight?"

Liu Wei laughed, wiped her hands and said, "He said he might not come back, but there must be some New Year atmosphere during the New Year. Even if he doesn't come back, we still have to eat."

Wei Chou's face turned black when he heard this.

Lei Erlang didn't notice it. He handed the letter he brought to Liu Wei and said, "It's from Anzhou. It's for the Third Prince."

"Rong Leng?" Liu Wei was a little surprised. He looked down and saw the official seal on the envelope. He was stunned: "Sent from the Anzhou government?"

"Yes." Lei Erlang said, "I guess they heard the news and knew that Huertonin was defeated. Now Qingzhou is under the Third Prince, so they sent the letter. I don't know what it is. I didn't see the Third Prince at the government office, so I sent it to you."

Liu Wei was afraid that it was something important, so he didn't hesitate and opened the letter directly.

Lei Erlang happened to be nearby. He took a look and found that they were all prescriptions that he couldn't understand. He was a little puzzled: "Was it sent to the wrong place? Isn't this a prescription?"

After reading it back and forth, Liu Wei suddenly laughed: "It's a letter from home, sent by my son." As she said that, she read the letter again, folded it up, carefully put it in her arms, and said to Lei Erlang enthusiastically: "Since we have met, let's have dinner here tonight. Your family is not in Qingzhou, and it will be lonely to be alone during the New Year."

Lei Erlang smiled. He didn't expect there would be such a good thing. Liu Sizuo would invite people to dinner? He hurriedly wanted to agree.

But Wei Chou next to him pulled him and glared at him.

Lei Erlang pushed Wei Chou and said, "I won't eat more, so why are you reluctant to eat?"

Liu Wei was so happy to hear him say that, and waved to Wei Chou, "Don't be so stingy, they are guests, I made a lot, it's enough to eat."

Wei Chou looked gloomy, looking at Liu Wei who was full of confidence, and Lei Erlang who didn't know the sufferings of the world, for a long time, he said coldly: "Humph!"

Lei Erlang didn't understand Wei Chou's attitude, he happily went to the outer hall, waiting for a meal, but after a long time, he smelled the smell of burnt food coming from the kitchen.

He frowned and asked Zhong Ziyu who was reading a book: "Is something burning?"

Zhong Ziyu didn't even raise his eyelids and said coldly: "What?"

Lei Erlang pointed outside the hall: "It seems that something is burnt?"

Zhong Ziyu raised his head and looked outside the hall, and then shook his head: "No, I don't smell it."

Lei Erlang sniffed and found that the smell of burnt food was almost hitting his face. He frowned and said: "Don't tell me what happened, I'll go and see."

Zhong Ziyu hurriedly called him and said vigilantly: "You promised to stay for dinner, don't try to run away."

Lei Erlang was puzzled: "What?"

Another hour passed, the food was served, and Lei Erlang understood.

The sky outside was now close to setting in the west. In the cold winter, the atmosphere in the hall was still lively.

Lei Erlang looked at the table full of "delicacies" stiffly, and the chopsticks in his hand were almost unable to hold.

Wei Chou came over casually, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, shook out a pill, and stuffed it into Lei Erlang's hands with compassion, saying, "Take care of yourself."

Lei Erlang held the pill, his hands trembling.

Liu Sizuo is very talented, very smart, and very smart, but her cooking is really bad.

Lei Erlang finished this New Year's Eve dinner that left a deep impression on her, as if struck by lightning. After that, he staggered away, leaning against the wall.

There were fourteen dishes on the table, and Wei Chou was eating the dish of shredded radish the whole time. There was nothing in the shredded radish except oil. It was just a plate of normal shredded radish, and it tasted similar to raw radish, but compared with other dishes, it was so delicious that it made people cry.

Lei Erlang was slow and didn't grab the shredded radish. The hospitable Liu Sizuo picked up several dishes, and he ate them all, and he doubted his life.

The young man named Zhong Ziyu was even funnier. He didn't eat anything. He was a healthy person an hour ago, reading books and chatting. He looked like a decent person. But when he was eating, he suddenly became unwell. He said that his throat was inflamed and he couldn't speak or eat anything. He could only drink water.

Wei Chou fell in love with vegetarianism. Young Master Zhong had a bad throat, so Liu Sizuo vented all his passion on himself.

Lei Erlang had never felt that Liu Sizuo was so kind. She was very considerate to him. If there was any lack of food on the plate, she would immediately make up for it for you personally to ensure that the "delicacies" in your bowl must be outstanding. If they were not outstanding, she would not know how to entertain guests.

Lei Erlang now understood why the Third Prince, the young master named Yue, and the Haidong Army named Wu Hong did not go home for dinner during the New Year. It was not easy for them either. Who doesn't live to survive?

Lei Erlang couldn't understand why Liu Sizuo's cooking skills were so bad. When he left the slum, he asked Wei Chou who personally escorted him out.

Wei Chou said with a stern face: "She was not like this before. She could cook things and stir-fry some simple side dishes, but at least they were edible. But a few days ago..."

"What happened a few days ago?"

Wei Chou said sadly: "A few days ago, she went to Yinjiang Tower to order a small banquet. She said she wanted to buy a table of banquets and asked the waiter to deliver it to the slum on New Year's Eve so that everyone could have a good New Year together."

Leerlang nodded: "This is very good. The small banquet at Yinjiang Tower is delicious."

Wei Chou shook his head: "Yinjiang Tower's orders are full and they won't accept new orders. We said we would book with another one. But Liu Wei was unhappy. She said that when she asked the person the day before, they said they could still take another order. She made an appointment to pay the deposit the next day, but she said it was full the next day. She felt there was something fishy about it. "

Leerlang was speechless: "What's so funny about this?"

"There's something really fishy." Wei Chou said with great vicissitudes: "The shopkeeper of Yinjiang Restaurant jumped in the queue for his nephew and asked for the last table."

Leerlan held his forehead: "So?"

"Liu Wei got angry and said she wanted to make it herself, just the same menu as the one at Yinjiang Restaurant."

Leerlang held Wei Chou's shoulders and almost went crazy: "The chef of Yinjiang Tower is from the north. The cooking methods of southern and northern dishes are completely different. Why don't you persuade her!"

Wei Chou was also very angry: "How do we know she is disabled! It's so hard to make it!"

Leerlang covered his face, feeling extremely sad.

Wei Chou gave him the final blow to add insult to injury: "The most terrifying thing is that after eating it last night, Rong Leng said it was delicious."

Leerland was shocked: "Is the Third Prince serious?"

Wei Chou smiled coldly: "Is it true? Will he not be able to come back tonight?"

Leerlang understood. He nodded sadly and limped out.

Just at this time, Liu Wei came out to pour water. Seeing that Leer Lang had not left in the yard, Liu Wei was very enthusiastic and shouted: "Vice-General Leer, Happy New Year."

Leerlan turned his head stiffly and glanced at the woman dressed in men's clothing who was smiling brightly in the doorway. When he turned around again, he raised his head and tears flowed back into his stomach.

He muttered miserably: "Then... hurry up and be happy."