"Who are you! Why did you come in without knocking?"
A Yuan pointed the finger at the culprit.
Sun Zhiyao was a little at a loss, but she quickly adjusted herself. Carrying the four-layered white jade lunch box, she said softly, "Slave Sun Zhiyao, Butler Gu sent me to deliver lunch to the young master."
"Where's Grandma Sun?"
"Mammy is busy and can't free her hands for the time being, so she asked the slave to come."
"Then why didn't you knock on the door when you came in? You don't know the rules?"
The little guy's face was sullen, and he had an aura of calmness and authority, especially his eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as Ye Moyan's, which added a bit of majesty.
The little guy can only act coquettishly like a three-year-old child when it comes to her fairy sister. When it comes to other people, it's completely different.
Sun Zhiyao's face turned pale, "Young Master, please forgive me, I know I was wrong."
"Put your things down."
"yes……"
Sun Zhiyao stepped forward and put the meal on the table. The meal was very sumptuous, with nine dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, and rich in nutrition.
But the little guy frowned, "Why do you only have one pair of bowls and chopsticks? Where's Fairy Sister's?"
Sun Zhiyao glanced at Ling Xuewei, "Miss Ling's is downstairs, and lunch has been prepared in the dining hall. It's her first time here, so she may not know some of the rules. The servants can't dine at the same table as the master. Just leave it to me.
, you go down to eat."
Sun Zhiyao looked considerate.
Ling Xuewei smiled and said nothing.
"No, sister, come with me."
"What? I'm afraid this is against the rules..." Sun Zhiyao gritted his teeth secretly.
"I want Sister Fairy to have dinner with me! Who dares to say anything? If anyone has any objections, let him come to me!"
The little guy raised his chin, showing off his domineering attitude.
"Slave... don't dare."
Sun Zhiyao glared at this side with an unkind expression, turned around and went out, adding another pair of bowls and chopsticks.
"Young Master, my servant will serve you to enjoy your meal."
"You go out."
"Can……"
"Hey! Get out!"
A Yuan's face darkened.
"Slave, please go out now."
Sun Zhiyao walked away in despair, not forgetting to give Ling Xuewei a fierce look before leaving.
Ling Xuewei looked innocent.
"Finally left, this woman is so annoying! Sister Fairy, let's ignore her, let's eat what's ours!"
As soon as they left, the little guy showed a cute and cute smile and urged Ling Xuewei to eat.
Nine vegetables and one soup are very rich and taste very good.
"I still prefer what the fairy sister made."
The little guy bit his chopsticks.
"Don't like these meals?"
"It's not..."
He just felt that the fairy sister made it and it had a homely taste, and he liked it very much.
"I'll make it for you tonight."
"real?"
"Um."
The little guy's eyes lit up, but he asked, "Sister Fairy, will you be tired from cooking for A Yuan?"
Ling Xuewei felt warm in her heart, "I'm just cooking, how can I be tired? What does A Yuan want to eat?"
“Want to eat hotpot!”
"Well, let's make a mushroom soup pot, which is light and nutritious. You are recovering from a serious illness now, so you shouldn't eat anything too greasy. And make a cheese cake, which is sweet and can be used as a dessert after the meal."
"good……"
The little guy Le Dian Dian picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
After the meal, the little guy drank the medicine, Ling Xuewei wiped his face, and then took a lunch break with him.
After lunch break, they continued to play the building block game. In the evening, Ling Xuewei went downstairs and came to the kitchen.
"What's the matter with Miss Ling?"
"I'd like to use the kitchen."
"This..." The chef in charge was a little embarrassed.
"Don't worry, it's just for a while and it won't delay your work."
"Girl, please come over here. You guys, make room for the girl and go over there..."
Soon a kitchen table came out, and everyone was surprised to learn that it was for the young master to cook. Because this Miss Ling looked so cute, she really didn't look like she could cook, and she wouldn't give their kitchen to them.
Burned?
"You are busy with your business, don't worry about me."
They hurriedly turned their heads and started working, but they still looked here from the corner of their eyes.
Ling Xuewei found all the materials by herself and put them away quickly. Seeing her skillful movements, they were surprised. They didn't expect that she was really good at it, so they went about their own business.
Soon, the rich aroma filled the entire kitchen.
"What smells so good?"
"Yes, it smells so good!"
Soon, they discovered that it was from this side, "What is Miss Ling doing?"
"hot pot."
"hot pot?"
"Well, it's a soup pot stewed with old hens, mushrooms, red dates, wolfberries and more than a dozen other ingredients..." Ling Xuewei didn't hide her secrets and spoke out the recipe generously.
More and more people gathered around to listen to her explain how to make it. After all, it was a fresh recipe, but no cook would be uninterested.
And I heard that the young master likes to eat, so I learned how to make it for the young master in the future.
"What are you doing here?"
When Sun Zhiyao came in, he saw a group of people gathered together. Isn't the person in the middle the vixen named Ling? What was she doing here?
After asking someone, I found out that she actually wanted to cook for the young master?
"Are you all crazy? She is not a chef. How can I leave the young master's food to her? If something happens, which of you can bear this responsibility? You? You? Or you?"
The originally bustling kitchen gradually became silent.
No one refuted it for a while.
This Sun Zhiyao is Grandma Sun's niece. At the same time, Butler Gu also regards her as her granddaughter, so most people here don't dare to provoke her.
"I'm telling you, even if you want to be in the limelight, you still have to weigh your abilities, okay? Don't think that the young master treats you a little differently, just because you are so arrogant! If it weren't for my aunt who has been feeling unwell these days, how could you, Mr. Kan?
Looking for you to take care of the young master? If you are sensible, just do your job honestly and don’t think about things that are there every day and make people laugh!"
Sun Zhiyao pointed at Ling Xuewei arrogantly and taunted her, arrogantly, like the hostess here.
What she responded to was the sound of chopping vegetables.
No one in the kitchen wants to get involved in such a mess.
"I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?"
Sun Zhiyao was angry.
"I've used it, thank you."
"No, you're welcome."
Ling Xuewei carried the pot and walked straight out without even looking at the person over there who was so angry that he was astonished.
Sun Zhiyao's eyes flashed with evil, and when Ling Xuewei passed by, she suddenly stretched out her foot.
The pot is full of hot soup. If she turns it over directly on her body, her skin will peel off even if she is dead! If it can ruin her vixen face, even better!
Just when Sun Zhiyao's treacherous plan was about to succeed, she accidentally tripped and Ling Xuewei's foot stepped directly on her calf.
The pain caused Sun Zhiyao to sit down on the ground, hugging her legs and howling in pain, "Oh my legs! Bitch! How dare you attack me?!"
"What is Miss Sun talking about?" Ling Xuewei looked innocent.
"Bitch, you're still pretending!" Sun Zhiyao was completely shocked.