Chapter-43: Wilson's shackles removed under the green eyes of the prisoners
Avoid suspicion? She dared to throw stones at people and make Old Madam Lark faint. People who ignored etiquette actually had to avoid suspicion. What kind of joke is this? He couldn't help but suspect that the snacks were actually the result of her careful planning.
Never mind, it's not a big deal. "Someone, take off the shackles for Wilson Lark." There was uproar at the scene, with shock, astonishment, envy and jealousy. Wilson Lark was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.
In a trance, I suddenly remembered what my daughter said, that the shackles would soon be removed. (The words were still ringing in my ears, and it had come true in just one hour? Ahaaa! Ahaaaa! What a fairy daughter! My daughter is awesome! My daughter is the best!)
The officers removed Wilson lark's shackles, and the crowd erupted in exclamations and commotion. Oh my god, it's still possible! Why? Why him? Countless question marks flashed through his mind.
Zaman lark's eyes turned red with jealousy. His second brother was so lucky! He couldn't help but say something sour, "All he does is try to please Mr. Jeff all day long. He has no integrity at all. I feel ashamed for him."
Third Master Sander lark said sourly, "I feel ashamed and don't even want to acknowledge him." But he was thinking (what does Lord Jeff like? He must cater to his tastes and try to curry favor with him.)
Not only him, but everyone else's eyes also lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened. As long as you please Lord Jeff, you will have a good life. Not bad, this idea is completely feasible. Wilson lark regained his freedom with both hands.
He rubbed his wrists gently and felt a sense of relaxation all over his body. He felt the convenience of freedom of movement. He couldn't help but burst into tears, and repeatedly expressed his loyalty.
"Thank you, sir. I will definitely behave myself and listen to you. If you say go east, I will never go west." Lord Jeff couldn't help but look sideways, wondering how such an honest man could give birth to a daughter with such a smart mind?
(He has used up all his life's luck in having a good daughter.) He thought.
After that, Wilson lark was able to drive the carriage freely. Countless people looked at him with envy and jealousy, and they would come over secretly from time to time to inquire about the situation.
Everyone wants to know the reason so that they can have a direction to strive for. Wilson lark was beaming with joy, "You will know later." (He has a good daughter, but they don't, Hahaha.) He was happy in his heart.
At lunch time, the officials found a spacious place to set up a pot and cook. Wendy Lark and her father walked over, and Deputy Captain Luke took the lead and led them to the carriage full of luggage.
Officials on business trips were not so particular. They only carried two sets of spare clothes, a set of bedding, a water bag and a bag of dry food. Most of the officials came from poor backgrounds, and the supplies they prepared were very simple.
Deputy Captain Luke introduced, "We usually have a simple lunch at noon, and stay at the post station at night to cook a few good dishes and replenish supplies. Of course, just in case, we will prepare three or four days of food, and you can choose what you want."
Anything can happen when you are away from home. The most important thing is food. Flour, rice, vegetables, fruits and meat are all well prepared. Unfortunately, the cook's cooking skills were not very good.
Of course, no matter how bad the hot soup and hot water were, they could be sold to the fugitives. Wendy Lark shook her head slightly, "There's no sesame or peanuts, and flour alone can't make it taste so good."
Deputy Captain Luke couldn't help but get anxious, "What should we do then?"
(Can't eat it?) He was heart broken
"Let's buy all the ingredients at the post station before cooking." Wendy Lark spread her hands, as a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Deputy Captain Luke was extremely disappointed and his face fell.
Wendy Lark rolled her eyes and said, "How about this, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make a pot of rice for everyone." This is the most worry free and convenient, and is suitable for big pot meals.
Deputy Captain Luke's eyes lit up and he nodded desperately, "Okay." If you can't eat the broken gold rice, vegetable rice is fine.
Wendy Lark smiled slightly. The person in front of her really loves to eat. (Not bad, not bad.) She would write it down in her little notebook. She picked out the ingredients she was going to use, vegetables, lard, rice, and bacon, "Dad, come and help me."
Wendy Lark made a pot of bacon and vegetable rice. Everyone can cook vegetable rice, but making it delicious and good looking is a bit difficult. She moved very skillfully, and Wilson lark was helping her on the side.
The father and daughter had a good understanding of each other. While the cook was learning from his new master Wendy Lark. She did not stop him and even gave him some little secrets. What she did successfully won the cook's heart, and he burst into tears of gratitude.
You know, a dish or a recipe can be passed down from generation to generation, and future generations can rely on the recipe to support themselves. Who would selflessly teach a recipe to an outsider?
He was once sent to a restaurant as an apprentice, and served his master hard for six years, but was not allowed to watch the master cook, let alone learn. My cooking skills are still mediocre, and it's really not delicious.
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