Mrs. Sun called Butler Luo in. Butler Luo was stunned for a moment when he saw the empty bowl on the table, and said, "I wonder what the old lady wants to do when she calls this slave over?"
"Who made this bowl of noodles just placed on the table?" asked Sun.
"The old lady likes this bowl of noodles very much and wants to meet the chef." She added.
Butler Luo was stunned for a while and then said: "There is no other chef in the house, so it should be Lao Zhou who cooked it, right?"
"Old Zhou's craftsmanship has improved, and he will be rewarded!" said the old lady.
In the kitchen of the General's Mansion, Lao Zhou got up from the floor, rubbed the back of his neck, and thought to himself: Why did I fall asleep on the floor?
When I was wondering, there was a sound of footsteps.
Butler Luo walked in, and the maid beside him was holding a tray in her hand. The tray was covered with red silk and looked like a gold ingot.
Butler Luo glanced into the kitchen and saw that the noodle soup and some noodle residue were still in the pot. Now he was sure that it was indeed made by Lao Zhou.
"Lao Zhou, the old lady likes the noodles you just sent over. This is the reward given by the old lady to you!"
Butler Luo opened the red silk and found a row of silver ingots inside!
"Give it to me?" Lao Zhou was a little confused. Didn't he just fall asleep in the kitchen and make noodles?
Butler Luo asked the maid to deliver the tray to Lao Zhou, then patted Lao Zhou on the shoulder and said: "Your cooking skills have been recognized by the old lady. If you continue to cook in the future, the old lady will reward you.
By the way... the old lady said that the noodles she cooked just now are good, and I will have that for lunch today!"
After Butler Luo finished speaking, he left. Lao Zhou looked at the tray in his hand in confusion.
He walked to the stove and pulled out the flour, the missing piece of ribs, and the remaining soup residue.
"Did I do it?"
On the other side, Xia Jin found Butler Luo again.
When Butler Luo saw Xia Jin coming, he said with a straight face and angrily, "Why did Miss Xia disappear just now?"
Xia Jin blinked, smiled, and said, "I just felt anxious."
Butler Luo was in a good mood and didn't care about her. He led them towards the old lady's bedroom.
"Old lady, you just ate noodles and you are in a good mood now. You are in luck!"
Shiji almost burst out laughing, Xia Jin glared at her, and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.
He said in his heart: That is not the credit of the boss!
Arriving outside the old lady's bedroom, Butler Luo knocked on the door.
"Old lady, Miss Xia wants to see you."
"Come in."
Butler Luo opened the door and Xia Jin walked in. The old lady was sitting on the master's chair, her face was rosy and she looked much better.
Mrs. Sun was standing behind her, massaging her shoulders.
Xia Jin looked at Mrs. Sun. This woman looked to be in her twenties and under thirty. She was the concubine left by the old general. Lin Ziyi called her aunt.
Nanny Lin has left, and now the Sun family is responsible for the old lady's food and daily life. Her status in the General's Mansion is almost as good as that of the mistress.
Xia Jin withdrew her gaze, blessed her body, and said, "Jin'er has met the old lady and Mrs. Sun."
"Are you still used to living in the General's Mansion these days?" the old lady asked.
Xia Jin didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "Go back to the old lady, the General's Mansion is very nice. Jin'er is very grateful to the old lady for your hospitality. After having been harassing you for many days, it's time for Jin'er to leave."
The old lady and Mrs. Sun looked at each other, and Mrs. Sun asked: "Miss Xia, are you not used to living here?"
"The people in the General's Mansion are very kind to Jin'er. Jin'er likes it here very much, but Jin'er has a special status and it's really hard to stay here any longer!" Xia Jin said the words she had thought of.
In fact, according to the rules, Xia Jin's status is indeed not good enough to enter the house. After all, she is a woman with no status.
She would stay in the house unless she wanted to become a concubine or a wife, but most families would not let a woman of unknown origin or slave marry into the family.
However, the old lady has never been a pedantic person, and will not interfere in Lin Ziyi's affairs unless it is a matter of principle.
"When Zi Yi comes back, you can ask him. After all, you are the one Zi Yi brought back, and he has the final say!" said the old lady.
"I have agreed!" Lin Ziyi's voice came from outside.
He stepped forward, bowed and said, "My grandson has arranged for her to live elsewhere."
What a shrewd person the old lady is, she quickly grasped the key point and ‘arranged it elsewhere’!
They looked at each other again, and they both saw understanding in each other's eyes, "Then just do what you arranged!"
Lin Ziyi looked at Xia Jin and said, "Follow me."
Seeing them walking away, Mrs. Sun covered her lips and smiled softly, "Zi Yi wanted to hide his beauty in a golden house~"
The old lady's brows relaxed, "That Xia Jin looks like a pretty good girl, but her status is different, what a pity!"
"She has never caused any trouble in the month since she came to the house. Although she has a cold temperament, she is not flattering and has no ambition to climb up. She is quite a good girl!" said Mrs. Sun.
"Please let people pay attention. If Ziyi treats others badly in the future, it will be on my behalf to give some compensation." The old lady said.
"Don't worry about this, old lady. Your grandson is very powerful!"
Mrs. Sun leaned close to the old lady's ear and said, "I heard that the general bought a house outside and took away his slave status. He has the ability to please a girl~"
The old lady was stunned, "Is this something done by my pedantic ironwood grandson?"
The sun is getting higher, in the kitchen of the general's mansion.
Lao Zhou stood by the stove, scratching his head and unable to figure out what kind of noodles he had made for the old lady.
After thinking for a long time, I picked up the rolling pin.
"I should have made the noodles while I was asleep!" He guessed that he made it while sleepwalking.
Since it's sleepwalking, wouldn't it be better to fall asleep again?
Grasping the rolling pin tightly, he took a deep breath and smashed it hard on his head. Lao Zhou felt like the world was spinning and he fell to the ground and fainted!
In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time.
The maid came in to wait for the noodles that the old lady wanted to eat. As soon as she entered, she screamed in fright.
The sound attracted Butler Luo, who thought something was wrong and hurriedly broke into the kitchen.
"What happened!"
The maid pointed to Lao Zhou lying on the ground. She was so frightened that her voice was filled with tears: "As soon as I came in, I saw Lao Zhou lying here!"
Butler Luo knelt down and heard slight snoring. He patted Old Zhou's face and said, "Old Zhou?"
Lao Zhou opened his eyes and sat up straight.
Seeing that Butler Luo was there, he hurriedly asked: "Is the noodles ready?"
"Lao Zhou, are you sleepy? You haven't even started the fire on the stove! Where did you get the noodles?"
Lao Zhou glanced at the stove, his heart dropped. He took out the silver ingot from the counter with a sad face and gave it back to Butler Luo.
"That bowl of noodles was not made by me..."
At this point, it was useless to deceive himself. Although he wished he had done it himself, he scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, let alone do it.
