"Okay, boss." The cooks responded and immediately started cooking.

The apprentices handle the ingredients, and the cooks make the herbal packages and seasonings.

Gu Xiaoyou watched them carefully when they started to make the medicinal materials package, and saw that they could get the correct medicinal materials accurately, and drew a check mark in the little notebook in his mind.

Then watching their cooking steps, Gu Xiaoyou walked among them with his hands behind his back to inspect, while Zhixia accompanied him, looking at the cooks a little nervously.

"Why are you nervous?" Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhixia's hand in a funny way: "The cooks are not as nervous as you."

"This is my first time teaching someone how to cook, so I'm a little worried," Zhixia said sheepishly.

"Don't worry, everything is fine so far." Gu Xiaoyou comforted her softly.

"Yeah." Zhixia responded softly, still nervously watching the chefs' actions.

Gu Xiaoyou smiled and stopped trying to persuade, and continued to look at the cooks.

An hour later, the cooks prepared four kinds of medicinal meals and brought their finished products one by one for Gu Xiaoyou to taste.

Gu Xiaoyou held the bowls and chopsticks, tasting each one, and making comments from time to time.

"Well, it tastes good. I added too much ginger. You can adjust it a little more. Well, you did a good job on this one, so you can take charge of this one..."

After tasting twelve bowls in a row, Gu Xiaoyou touched his somewhat stretched belly and wiped his mouth with toilet paper: "Congratulations to all of you for passing the test. You can sell it this afternoon."

As he spoke, Gu Xiaoyou burped and quickly covered his mouth with a tissue.

Hearing this, Zhixia and the cooks were very happy: "Great, let's marinate the chicken pieces now."

"You also need to prepare the medicine package."

"I have to prepare some pots for the mutton stove."

After the cooks were overjoyed, they bowed to Zhixia and said, "Thank you, Master Zhixia."

"You're welcome, I didn't do anything." Zhixia shyly hid and ran behind Gu Xiaoyou to hide.

Gu Xiaoyou drank a few sips of tea before suppressing the burp. He waved his hands and said, "Okay, you go and prepare. Don't scare Master Zhixia away."

"Yes, boss." The cooks smiled kindly and went about their preparations after receiving the courtesy.

"Don't waste the prepared food. Send it to the bookstore clerk." Gu Xiaoyou ordered the waiter.

"Yes." The waiter responded and brought the medicinal meal over with a tray.

"I just said you're fine." Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhixia's shoulder encouragingly: "I have some things to do, so you can teach the chefs at the morning tea shop how to cook in a while. Don't be afraid, I'll be there after I finish my work.

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"Don't be afraid, my slave. Miss, please feel free to do your work." Zhixia said with bright eyes.

"Well, of course I feel relieved to have you here." Gu Xiaoyou smiled.

She encouraged her a little more and took Zhixia to the backyard of the morning tea shop. The cooks were already waiting in the backyard. Gu Xiaoyou introduced Zhixia to them and asked them to start today's training.

Zhixia was a little unnatural at first, but she forgot to be nervous when she started cooking, and guided the cooks carefully.

Gu Xiaoyou took a few glances and said to Mrs. Zhou, "When you have time, help me keep an eye on Dian Zhixia. I'll be back when I'm done."

"As long as I'm here, you can do things with peace of mind." Mrs. Zhou agreed.

"Okay, thank you, Sister Zhou." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile, and watched Zhixia's teaching for a while. Seeing that she taught well, she left with peace of mind.

She first went to the medical clinic and used her mobile phone to check the drawings of several foods. She originally thought that such unorthodox foods would be difficult to find.

Unexpectedly, he could find it just by searching on the Internet. Gu Xiaoyou swiped the screen of his mobile phone and looked at the various foods painted by artists on social software: "It turns out that the Beginning of Winter has just passed at home."

No wonder there are so many paintings depicting Beginning of Winter food.

Gu Xiaoyou was dazzled by what she saw, and finally chose the four paintings that she was better at and started painting.

Gu Xiaoyou set her phone to always be on, wrapped a charcoal strip in toilet paper, and made a draft on the mulberry paper.

With the blessing of charcoal strips, Gu Xiaoyou drew quickly and well, and the draft was completed in no time.

Then I used a brush dipped in paint to color the pattern, and it took more than an hour to complete four more paintings.

"The craftsmanship is still there." Gu Xiaoyou looked at his work and said proudly.

After admiring his masterpiece for a while, Gu Xiaoyou used toilet paper to gently remove the water from the painting. After the painting was completely dry, he took the four paintings to the bookstore.

She went directly to the backyard of the shop to find Mr. Feng, the foreman.

"Sir, please polish my poster and see if there is any room for improvement."

Mr. Feng took the four paintings and looked at them carefully. Since he had just eaten four meals, Mr. Feng was still very impressed. He immediately said: "This painting is good. Boss, your painting skills have improved a lot."

Gu Xiaoyou scratched her head, she just learned how to draft.

"You can help me improve it."

"Okay." Mr. Feng responded. He thought for a while before picking up the pen and making changes on each painting.

After Mr. Feng's treatment, the painting immediately changed from a modern style to a more ancient charm, adding a bit of elegance.

"You are so amazing, you change it so well every time." Gu Xiaoyou took the painting and praised it.

Is this still her painting? It's simply taken to a new level.

"You're welcome. It's because of your good paintings that you have given me a lot of inspiration." Mr. Feng said modestly.

"I am a realist, but I don't have your artistic conception." Gu Xiaoyou praised, and before Mr. Feng could speak, he said: "Stop it, I know you want to praise me again, let's stop bragging to each other, I'll go and invite Mo

Sir, help me write the inscription."

Mr. Mo is the foreman of the copy shop.

Mr. Feng nodded: "You go slowly." He respectfully sent Gu Xiaoyou to the door.

"Don't come out, it's cold outside, stay in the house." Gu Xiaoyou waved his hand and walked towards the shop.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a rush of heat.

There were six or seven braziers placed in the copy shop, which was extremely warm.

The lead scholar was instructing a student to write. When the door opened, a cold wind blew in. Mr. Mo immediately looked back.

"Boss Gu, you are here." Mr. Mo came over and cupped his hands: "Do you have any orders for me?"

"Yes, I have something to ask you." Gu Xiaoyou took out the painting in his hand: "I would like to ask you to write a few words for me."

Mr. Mo took the painting and looked at it: "Isn't this the medicinal diet that was just delivered? Do you want me to write the name of the dish?"

"In addition to the name of the dish, it also has the function of medicinal food." Gu Xiaoyou said: "My one or two characters are fine, but if I write more, it will not be so beautiful, so I am asking for your help."

"You're welcome." Mr. Mo put the painting on his desk: "You tell me, and I'll write it."
Chapter completed!