My garbage basket leads to another world

Chapter 15

Chapter 15 The royal chef will cook for me?

The sun was a bit dazzling, Wen Wen stretched out and actually helped Xie Zhilin find information without paying attention to the time.

It's past lunch time now, almost 1pm.

I don't know if Xie Zhilin is reading the mobile phone user manual I just made.

Wen Wen got up early this morning and went out to buy things and do experiments. She was a little tired. Wen Wen really didn't have the heart to cook anymore.

It's another day to plan on ordering takeout.

Thinking of Xie Zhilin over there, he was busy looking for books just now. After delivering the mobile phone manual he made, he ignored Xie Zhilin and didn't know if he was still in the study.

After testing, I wrote a letter and submitted it.

"Boss Xie, I just found you a book about modern culture and I forgot to eat. I'm going to order takeout now. If you haven't eaten, I'll treat you to a meal!" Xie Zhilin received the medicine and mobile phone from Wen Wen in the morning

. After that, someone immediately sent the medicine to Jing Wenyu in the Hou Mansion.

After getting the mobile phone user manual made by Wen Wen, he kept studying and didn't even bother to eat.

At this time, I couldn't laugh or cry when I read Wen Wen's letter. From the sound of her voice, I felt that Wen Wen was very gentle, but sometimes she was a little too lively.

Xie Zhilin was a little unclear about what kind of temperament she had.

He called the boys outside the door and asked them to bring lunch, while preparing to tell Wen Wen that she didn't need to prepare her own lunch.

It suddenly occurred to me that the cook in the Xie Mansion was previously the imperial cook.

Xie Weian asked the emperor for it at the banquet. He is good at Jiangnan cuisine, and the taste is pretty good in the whole Jingcheng.

If possible, maybe Wen Wen can try his meal.

He stopped the boy who had just left and asked him to ask the kitchen staff to cook a few special dishes, pack them in food boxes and deliver them to others later, and also prepare a table for his usual lunch.

The boy responded and hurried to the kitchen.

She wanted to tell Wen Wen that she didn't need to invite her, but that he would invite her this time.

When he was picking up his pen to write, Xie Zhilin paused.

"Otherwise, use your cell phone to record yourself just like Wen Wen did, and record it yourself to tell her."

This idea suddenly came to Xie Zhilin's mind.

I don't know why, maybe he wanted to let Wen Wen know that he had learned it, maybe he wanted to tell Wen Wen personally.

Xie Zhilin tentatively took out his mobile phone and clicked on the recorder, "Wen Wen, Chef Zhang here is good at cooking. He used to be an imperial chef and is good at Jiangnan cuisine. Do you want to try it?" He clicked again, as if to record

. alright.

Xie Zhilin didn't hesitate anymore, walked to the porcelain basin and put the phone in.

Wen Wen thought that Xie Zhilin would say yes, and after sending the letter, she kept looking at her phone to choose what to eat.

When I was drooling a little while looking at a takeaway hotpot, I caught a glimpse of the mobile phone I had given to Xie Zhilin in the basket.

"What do you mean? Did you accidentally fall off?" Wen Wen was a little confused.