Jiang Ling's heart trembled when she saw Yin'an, and she denied it: "How can Miss Lian'er say so well? It's just the humble opinion of a villain. The villain does know how to eat, but it's just a trick, there's no way it can be compared. The chef in the master's house? If you really let a villain do it, I'm afraid it will cause trouble to the master."
Yin'an looked at Yin Jiu'er with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "I believe in Jiu'er's vision. Little brother, don't belittle yourself. Heroes have emerged from the grass since ancient times, so don't have any scruples, just do it. If you do it, If it’s not good, I won’t blame you.”
Yin Jiu'er's face turned crimson when the other party saw her.
The atmosphere between the two was ambiguous, and Jiang Ling was regarded as nothing.
Jiang Ling thought of Wang Qian who didn't know whether he was alive or dead in prison, and then looked at the romantic man and woman in front of him, feeling angry. Not daring to show too much, she lowered her head.
In the eyes of outsiders, it is just because of their low status that they dare not offend.
Having said this, does Jiang Ling still have any reason to refuse?
However, Yin Jiu'er had never eaten the food she cooked, so it didn't matter if she fooled her around.
Yuanyuan Town is a remote place. How can these young men from aristocratic families who have enjoyed glory and wealth in the Beast City stay here for a long time? As long as some time passes, he will leave.
Jiang Ling only agreed after making up her mind.
Song Zhuo didn't expect that after Jiang Ling left for a while, he would do something for himself, and it was such an important thing.
"Congratulations, brother, if you can be valued by noble people, you may be able to achieve great success."
Jiang Ling looked at Song Zhuo's playful expression and rolled her eyes, "How's your luck?" She stood aside and made sarcastic remarks.
Song Zhuo raised his eyebrows and groped his chin with a serious expression, "I didn't expect that the person Wang Qian offended was actually Prince An, no wonder. I saw Miss Lian'er last time, and she felt just average. , it’s no different. But I heard from Manager Wen that it’s very precious, which is really strange.”
"Everyone has different tastes. Do we all judge people by their appearance like you?" Jiang Ling didn't want to cause trouble, not to mention that Prince An couldn't be offended.
"That's true. Brother-in-law, you must be good to my sister in the future, otherwise, I won't let you go." Song Zhuo thought about his sister who was not good-looking and had inconvenient legs and feet. When she listened to Jiang Ling's words, she felt relieved. few.
"I know." Jiang Ling replied perfunctorily.
At this time, the vegetables she was frying either had too much salt, too much vinegar, or were half-cooked.
Song Zhuo couldn't wait to taste it, but when he took one bite, he almost sent him away.
Song Zhuo vomited it out quickly and opened his eyes wide, "Jiang Ling, are you serious?"
"Of course I am serious. I told you that I don't want this kind of luck. This time I can't shirk it, so I have to accept it. I see that Prince An is indeed a gentle and gentle person, but I always feel that he is not that easy to get along with. If they are really easy to get along with, even though Brother Wang is at fault, he has saved Miss Lian'er anyway. Just because of this life-saving grace, he can resolve it privately. Why go to court and let Brother Wang go to jail and be punished? Brother Wang He is not a treacherous person. If he truly regrets his behavior, he can be given a chance to change his ways, right?" Jiang Ling looked around and saw no one before whispering.
She explained to Yin'an in advance that she only needed one person to help her when cooking, and that was Song Zhuo. Yin'an also dismissed the cooks in the kitchen.
Song Zhuo pondered for a moment, then looked at Jiang Ling with more admiration, "I can't see that you still have such eyesight."
Jiang Ling's face was stupefied, and the other person's eyes looked as if she was a fool before, but now her IQ is that of a normal person.
"Thank you so much."
"No, it should be."
"Sir, this is the dish I made. Please try it." Jiang Ling came to Yin'an, and the servants had already presented the dishes one by one.
Yin'an took a casual look and saw that the dishes were quite complete and looked pretty good.
He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of eggplant and put it into his mouth. His mouth was filled with sour taste and he spit it out immediately.
"What's this?"
Jiang Ling saw that the other party's face was not good, and a smile of success flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said: "This is jealous eggplant. My grandpa likes to eat it. You may not be used to it at first, but you will get used to it slowly. ."
Yin'an frowned, took the tea bowl handed over by the servant, and rinsed his mouth.
"Why don't you try this dish? It's called salt and pepper chicken." Jiang Ling pointed to a plate of roast chicken wrapped in salt, her eyes full of anticipation.
Yin'an took a look, stretched out his chopsticks again, took a chopstick and put it into his mouth. The salty taste in his mouth almost killed him.
Yin'an's face became extremely ugly, and his eyes showed some subtle emotions.
Jiang Ling felt a little uncomfortable and looked uneasy, "Sir, did I add too much salt? But Grandpa said this tastes just right."
"Too salty!" The tone was gentle, but Jiang Ling could hear anger in it.
"Ah? Can I try this dish?" Jiang Ling showed a nervous expression and couldn't help but look at Yin Jiu'er, who looked not very good at the side. "Miss Lian'er, I'm pretty good at cooking on weekdays. Everyone else said so. The lack of standard this time must be due to nervousness. I am a country boy who has never seen the world, and this is the first time I met a noble person like an adult."
Yin Jiu'er was a little embarrassed. It was really hard to tell whether the cooking was good or bad. Everyone made mistakes sometimes, not to mention that Jiang Ling was indeed a country boy whom he had never met before.
"Brother An, don't blame Brother Jiang. It's all my fault. I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect it to be like this." Yin Jiu'er looked guilty.
Even though Yin Jiu'er was wearing a veil at this time, the pair of watery eyes exposed were particularly charming, which was enough to make the orc, who cherished her beauty, embrace her and comfort her.
Yin'an hurriedly comforted and said: "It turns out that Jiu'er did it for me, but I didn't know. It doesn't matter, Brother An knows your thoughts. Jiang Ling, don't be nervous, I won't blame you. Come here!"
"yes."
"Give her a letter of silver."
Jiang Ling's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that if the food was not cooked well, there would be a reward. This deal was really worth it.
"Thank you, sir."
Jiang Ling happily took the silver and thanked Yin'an profusely.
Yin'an saw the other party's expression of being open to money, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Besides the reward, I have one more thing to ask."
"Sir, please speak."
"What happened to Jiu'er is a disaster in her life. I don't want anyone to hurt her again. So you are not allowed to spread the news about what happened in the house. Do you know her appearance as well?"
Yin'an's tone was stern, and he looked at Jiang Ling with a warning tone.
Isn't it just hush money? She's not looking for trouble.
Jiang Ling quickly promised, just short of swearing, "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely keep my mouth shut. Please don't worry, sir."
Yin'an nodded and gave a banquet to Jiang Ling and Song Zhuo.
But he didn't expect that Song Zhuo would be called away, and the two agreed to meet under the city tower.
Jiang Ling didn't want to eat here anymore, but Prince An gave it to him. If he didn't finish it, that would be disrespectful.
"Everything is ready?" In the study, Yin'an's face became extremely gloomy.
The guard cupped his hands and said, "It's ready."
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Yin'an's mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Disabled orc? hehe.
Jiang Ling ate half of it and felt a terrible stomachache. Her stomach was churning like a hob, and her face turned pale.
God, that insidious Prince An didn't want to kill someone and poison himself, right?
Otherwise, Song Zhuo would be called away at this time? She really didn't believe it was a coincidence.
A thousand cuts!
Jiang Ling's eyes were burning, and she was holding her stomach, wanting to scratch the other person's heart.
