Jiang Yichu nodded, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, with a food-eating expression.

Wu Zetian hesitated for a moment, feeling that he could not lose his imperial demeanor, picked up the tofu, and put it into his mouth.

Although it is spicy, you can taste it, but it has a special flavor, especially when it comes with rice, it is very beautiful!

Seeing Wu Zetian eating so appetizing, Shangguan Wan'er's expression began to twist.

Wu Zetian: "Wan'er, this thing is very beautiful."

Your Majesty opened Jinkou, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't shirk, but still couldn't help coughing.

It seems that she is still a hot girl this day, so I will take them back to try their homemade Sichuan hot pot.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yichu looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who was feasting, and closed himself up.

Three bowls of rice, four dishes, two-meter-long peanuts, and two steamed buns...

This proper foodie can't afford it!

At a certain moment, Jiang Yichu saw his future.

If one day he is poor, he must be poor!

These two girls are so delicious!

"How long have you eaten..." Jiang Yichu was full of black lines and sent out a soul torture.

Shangguan Wan'er:...

Wu Zetian:...

Jiang Yichu sighed and said to himself: "Poor boy, I haven't eaten a full meal. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Wu Zetian, Shangguan Wan'er: I** thank you!

"Have you eaten?" Jiang Yichu asked.

The two nodded.

"When you're full, go wash the dishes and clean up the house." Jiang Yichu said again.

Shangguan Wan'er was shocked, and the immortal instructed the Emperor of the Great Zhou to wash the dishes with the people of Da Zhou...

Not to mention how honorable your Majesty is, even she has never done such a thing.

Jiang Yichu lazily said, "I made the meal so that you can wash the dishes, right?"

Wu Zetian nodded: "What the fairy said is quite true, so I will wash the dishes."

Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, let Wan'er come on such trivial matters."

Who knows that Wu Zetian waved his hand, "Wan'er and tidy up the house. As the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if I have to do such small things for me, wouldn't I lose my royal face?"

Shangguan Wan'er nodded, turned and entered the wooden house.

Jiang Yichu lay on the wicker chair, staring at the two inside.

If these two were really Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er, it would be great.

Let the empress and the Neishi people do miscellaneous things for himself, this comparison, he can pretend for a lifetime.

It's a pity that these two people are just geniuses, they are still the kind that they can eat.

"Your Majesty, this thing is actually salt!" Shangguan Wan'er pointed to Guanzi and said.

Wu Zetian stretched out his hand and stuck it a little bit, "This must be refined by an immortal, I have never eaten such pure salt!"

During the Tang Dynasty, although there was salt, it was all coarse salt. The taste can be imagined. The refined salt extracted by Jiang Yichu is so precious.

Now it was placed in the kitchen casually, packed in a broken jar.

Wu Zetian secretly vowed that after returning to the palace, he must call up the best craftsmen in the world to create the best jars for salt!

Shangguan Wan'er looked excited, and tasted all the jars in excitement.

"The immortal, he is really an immortal, and he has made so many things. Presumably the Mapo tofu just now was made from this thing."

Wu Zetian nodded, Jiang Yichu's meal was even more delicious than the dining room in the palace. If such an all-rounder can win over, the Great Zhou Jiangshan will surely last forever.

Shangguan Wan'er naturally knew Wu Zetian's thoughts, and said, "Your Majesty, the origin of the immortals is still unknown. Is your majesty's move risky?"

Wu Zetian meditated: "It's okay, since you are immortals, if there is any evil intention, you and I have already been killed in Huangquan, so what chance?

Shangguan Wan'er nodded and wanted to speak, but Jiang Yichu's voice came from outside.

"Have you washed the dishes for so long? They are all out to work!"

Jiang Yichu said with his hands on his hips holding the wooden barrel.

The two walked out of the wooden house.

Jiang Yichu was speechless, even if he could eat, he was still procrastinating, and sooner or later he was angry.

Wu Zetian asked: "I wonder what the fairy has ordered?"

Jiang Yichu sighed and said righteously: "Work!"

"Tian'er, you go to feed the pigs, Shangguan, you follow me to pick water in the fields."

Wu Zetian asked: "What is a pig?"

Jiang Yichu pointed at the pigpen not far away, "That's it!"

Wu Zetian's face changed, why is this thing so smelly!

Do you really want her to feed this thing?

"The fairy wants me to feed this thing?" Wu Zetian asked in disbelief.

Jiang Yichu nodded, and raised his ears, "Otherwise? Let you raise horses?"

"There are horses here?" Wu Zetian asked in surprise.

"No, just say it casually." Jiang Yichu said.

Wu Zetian was a little bit lost, not to mention that there was a horse, even if Jiang Yichu said there was a dragon, she believed it.

Jiang Yichu handed the wooden bucket with the fodder to Wu Zetian, "Okay, feed the pigs properly, Xiao Shang and I will go to the fields to fetch water."

With that, she took Shangguan Wan'er and left the wooden house.

Wu Zetian stood still, his expression slightly distorted.

Emperor Zhou, go to feed the pigs?

In the evening.

Jiang Yichu's voice came not far away.

"I said eldest sister, what are you crying? I should be the one crying!"

When Wu Zetian walked out of the wooden house, he saw Jiang Yichu put down the barrel with a solemn expression, followed by Shangguan Wan'er with an innocent look behind him, and asked: "Who makes the immortal so angry?"

"Ask her yourself!" Jiang Yichu was a little angry.

This elder sister really regarded herself as a housekeeper. Considering that she was a woman, she didn’t let her carry water. She only asked her to help take care of the canal. She was carrying water to water in the distance. Who knew she would cut it The canal was destroyed, and the damaged crops were flooded.

You know, he only left for half an hour!

In half an hour, at least three acres of peanuts were flooded, so much hatred!

Seeing Wu Zetian, Jiang Yichu felt a little relieved, and asked, "How about you, how is the pig feeding?"

"According to what the fairy said, I have already fed it." Wu Zetian said.

Although the smell was unpleasant, the thing was white, fat head and big ears, very simple and honest, but for some reason, Wu Zetian always found this thing familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Jiang Yichu nodded, "That's good, I'll cook Dongpo meat for you later."

"Fairy, I am very familiar with this thing. I don't know what this thing is called a pig, but is it a fairy mount?" Wu Zetian asked.

Mount?

Which fairy have you seen riding a pig?!

Jiang Yichu smiled and said, "In your Tang Dynasty dialect, this thing is called gizzard."

"This thing is gizzard?! Immortal, be worshipped by me!"

Wu Zetian was shocked, and actually leaned over to give a salute!

First there are immortals riding pigs, and then there are drama spirits worshipping.

Jiang Yichu was full of black lines: "It's just a pig, as for?"

Wu Zetian said excitedly: "The immortals do not know something, and the people of Da Zhou have suffered greatly. There are traces of them in the fields. Now the immortals tamed them and fed them. It must be a monstrous skill. I thank the immortals on behalf of the people of Da Zhou!"

Only then did Jiang Yichu understand that the girl was talking about wild boars.