This old demon Zhuge really grabbed a toad and soaked it in urine. He plucked the feathers of geese and passed two ounces of eggs with his hands. When he saw the stones, he wanted to scrape off some oil... I can't blame a small Shu land for beating Wei Guo so hard.
It's unspeakable, I really know how to live a good life.
So Feng Yongyi said sternly: "The young eunuch is responsible for your Majesty's daily needs. I have received your Majesty's favor. How dare I refuse to serve you to the death?"
Huang Yueying was stunned on the spot. Looking at that delicate and slightly immature face, she really couldn't imagine how thick-skinned she needed to say this.
"Apart from the art of Yi Ya and the art of farming, have you really learned nothing else?"
"No." Feng Yong shook his head firmly.
"I can't believe it. Who is your master? What did he teach you? You can actually say such things without changing his face."
Is this a compliment to me? Just take it as a compliment.
"The boy thanked Madam for the compliment."
"Am I complimenting you? Forget it, just think that I am complimenting you."
Ah Lang, you always dislike this bastard. I think I finally know why.
Feng Yong has naturally thought about becoming an official. But as a country boy, he knows very well that he has no foundation here. If he really wants to be an official, how big an official can he be? Not to mention hard work, there are still time at the top.
He is constantly being looked after, and he is fully fed? So, being happy on your own territory is no better than working under someone else’s roof?
This is the reason why Feng Yong has always refused to be an official. Although Feng Chuanzhe is a country boy, as mentioned above, he has his own pride after all, right: Liu Daer has to visit the thatched cottage three times. I can be regarded as a "prophet" after all.
, how can one’s worth be so low?
However, the son of the demiplane Zhuge Lao Yao said, "You kid, try jumping for me again? Believe it or not, I will find someone to kill you?"
So Feng Tibi was convinced.
The kitchen of Feng Mansion.
The fat cook picked up a large piece of dough, raised it high, and then smashed it down hard. There was a loud "bang" sound, which startled a girl who was squatting next to her and making a fire.
The girl looked timidly at the fat cook, then quietly moved her body to the side, and then she lay down carefully. She looked at the fire in the stove and found that the fire was a little smaller, so she quickly stuffed some food into it.
Firewood. Then I looked up at the bamboo basket on the stove. White steam was coming out, and the unique aroma of steamed buns filled the entire kitchen.
The weather in Shu is stuffy and hot, and there is a fire burning in the kitchen, and the steam is steaming, which is even more unbearable. The face of the Liao girl was black and gray, covered with stove ash, and her face could not be distinguished.
Whether it was beads of sweat or water, she kept flowing down, creating small ditches. But not only did she not show any discomfort, she even moved closer to the cage, took a deep breath of white steam, and showed a satisfied look on her face.
smile.
"Hey! Are you greedy again, little hooves?" The cook who turned around happened to see this scene, with a mocking expression on her chubby face, "Barbarians are barbarians, and they have this virtue just by smelling them!"
After hearing this, the girl did not dare to speak. She shrank back and continued to lie down to watch the stove fire.
She was lucky enough to be favored by her master, and she was assigned to work in the mansion! She didn't dare to offend the people in the mansion, and she would be kicked out of the mansion when the time came.
If a person is driven out of Zhuangzi and has to live a precarious life again, that would be an unimaginable nightmare.
The fat cook opened the top drawer, took out a white steamed bun, broke it in half, blew on it, took a bite, chewed for a while, and muttered to herself: "It's not even close to being cooked."
." He lowered his head and saw the girl under her feet staring at the steamed bun in her hand and swallowing hard. Then she reached out and handed it over and said: "Here."
The girl was so happy that even standing up was too time-consuming. She immediately crawled over and reached out to take it, but the fat cook slapped her in the face and yelled at the same time: "I will die if I see food! On weekdays,
How did I teach you? Don’t you know you need to wash your hands before eating?”
The Liaoren girl was slapped, and then she realized what she was doing, and ran to clean her hands while crawling on the ground.
"Barbarians are barbarians!" the fat cook said disdainfully, and at the same time secretly said in her heart that the master was too kind-hearted. Not only did he take them in, he even stopped calling them barbarians when they were eating, and even changed their name to "barbarians".
Steamed buns. If I had to go to another house, let alone letting the officials enter the house to work, I would be afraid that even Zhuangzi would not be allowed in, and he would starve to death on the road without anyone caring about him.
The Liaoren girl came back after a while after washing her hands, and even washed away the ash on her face with water. Even though her skin was too dark, her rather beautiful face was covered up a lot of brilliance, but it still made people feel
I find it very eye-catching.
"It's such a waste of time to have such a dark face." The fat cook didn't forget to make a sarcastic comment as she handed over the steamed buns.
The girl turned a deaf ear to the words of the fat cook. She took the steamed bun and took a big bite without fear of being burned, as if the steamed bun had just come out of the basket and had no temperature at all.
"Eat slowly, no one will fight with you! I won't care about you if you choke to death!" The fat cook was unforgiving. Just as she was about to turn around and knead the dough, she suddenly saw a figure from the corner of her eye, and her face immediately changed.
With a smile on his face, he asked, "Why did you come here, my dearest sister? Does the master want to eat something today?"
When the girl who was eating steamed buns heard this, she panicked and choked. She opened her mouth and was about to spit out the steamed buns. In desperation, she covered her mouth with her hands and swallowed it all. She was suffocating.
The eyeballs are protruding.
With a smile on her face, Yaomei first nodded to the cook, then reached out and patted the girl on the back, saying: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, now that you have entered the house, don't worry about having nothing to eat. The Lord is a
There are good people."
The former village girl is now the third person in the village. Well, the first is the master, and the second is the housekeeper. After being trained (brainwashed) by the housekeeper, Yaomei has learned a lot of words and has become confident.
A lot, and the demeanor on his body has undergone many changes.
The Liao girl looked at Yaomei gratefully, then looked at herself, and lowered her head with some humiliation.
"Isn't that right? This lord has a very good heart. Not to mention the mansion, but also the village. It's really an eye-opener for God to meet such a lord." The fat cook on the side said
Chatted.
"My master is naturally kind-hearted, otherwise why would he be so kind as to take in those poor people?" Yaomei nodded and agreed, "By the way, cook, there are distinguished guests coming today, so my master asked me to come back and help in the kitchen."
Yaomei is the master's personal maid, and she is also very handy, but the master is famous for his tricky mouth. Usually when the master suddenly wants to eat something, he always asks her to inform him, and sometimes even cooks it himself.
The fat cook nodded repeatedly: "Then let the little lady Yaomei worry about it."