But although the kitchen is large, there is no one there.
"Fat Chef, are you the only one here?"
Xue Wuchen asked doubtfully.
The fat chef heard Xue Wuchen's doubts and replied: "How can that be possible? In such a big mansion, although I mainly cook for His Highness alone, I also have to cook for the housekeeper and Master Ning."
"There are several helpers. They all left after finishing their work. I want to keep the stew here."
"What kind of soup are you making?"
"Master Ning told me to stew a cup of cold-repelling soup."
Xue Wuchen was confused: "Cold-repelling soup?
Is there anyone in the ice and snow realm who wants to ward off the cold?”
"Hey!"
Xue Wuchen seemed to have turned on Fat Chef's chatter switch again.
"Don't you know this? Your Highness Ruiye's illness is that you are naturally afraid of the cold.
It's so far from the Imperial City to here, Lord Ning was worried that Your Highness would be cold, so he ordered me to stew a bowl of cold-repelling soup early."
Xue Wuchen nodded thoughtfully and said: "I see..."
After putting down the firewood, Xue Wuchen asked Fat Chef: "Fat Chef, do you have anything else to help me with?"
I happen to have nothing to do, so I can help you with some work."
Fat Chef's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "Hey, I've been waiting for your words!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a pot of vegetables from under the table and said to Xue Wuchen: "Come on, help me choose the vegetables. I will cook for the servants tomorrow morning."
After pulling out the vegetables, he turned back to his work.
"I have no wife, no children, no parents, and I am an orphan.
I’ve been restless since I was a child. This house takes care of food and housing, so I just cook and get paid. The more I work, the better..."
Just when he was about to tell Xue Wuchen about his miserable life, the kitchen door creaked open.
The fat chef turned around, immediately dropped the work in his hands and bent down towards the person coming at the door.
"Hey, Mr. Butler, why are you here so late?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Wuchen's whole body tensed up instantly.
The butler ignored the fat chef and said to the door, hunched over, "Sir, this is the last place."
Xue Wuchen was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the door.
Good guy, if you don't look carefully, you really can't tell there's a person standing at the door.
"stand up."
The steward groaned and then asked: "Sir, aren't we all standing here?"
"stand up."
The man who was almost integrated into the night spoke again. He completely ignored what the butler said and repeated what he just said.
Just like the previous sentence, this sentence is still emotionless, so cold that it just wants to freeze people to death.
Xue Wuchen knew that he was talking about herself, so she stood up with a handful of green onions.
"who?"
The housekeeper quickly glanced at the two people in the room and was a little stunned when he saw Xue Wuchen.
But he had recruited so many servants in a short period of time that he didn't even know if he had recruited this servant or not.
So he naturally introduced the cook first.
"This is the chief chef of our house," the housekeeper quickly glanced at the green onions in Xue Wuchen's hand, and then said, "This is the helper."
The man hidden in the darkness was silent for a while, then took two steps forward and walked into the house.
Only then did they all clearly see this person's face.
He was dressed in black, with a thin black veil on his face. Although the veil was almost transparent, it also obscured what the man's face looked like.
The secret guard stretched out his hand, and with a loud bang, the door connected to the woodshed instantly broke.
"come over."
The housekeeper is numb, is there anyone else?
Not long after, a hunchbacked old man walked in from outside.
"who?"
The housekeeper seemed to remember that Fat Chef mentioned to him that the woodshed needed people, but he forgot whether he had hired anyone.
When he saw Han Rui coming out, he said, "Sir, this is the woodcutter in the woodshed."
The secret guard nodded and said: "It's okay."
Immediately, a flash of shadow disappeared in front of the four people.
“Oh my God!”
The fat chef almost stopped breathing, looked at the butler and said: "I'm scared to death, butler, is this the secret guard?"
The housekeeper also breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and by the light of the fire, it was obvious that there were water drops on his head.
"Yes, it scared me to death. You didn't even say what you were doing. You just asked me to introduce everyone in the house one by one."
As he spoke, he didn't care at all about the two strangers in front of him. He waved his hands casually and said goodbye before leaving the kitchen.
The fat chef went out to see off the housekeeper, and Han Rui and Xue Wuchen met each other. Although there was no joy on their faces, they were overjoyed in their hearts.
After this incident, they were able to successfully sneak into Ruiye Mansion.
The fat chef didn't care at all why Xue Wuchen was chopping firewood, but was introduced as a helper by the housekeeper.
After sending the housekeeper away, Fat Chef came back and said, "It's safe, but it's also scary!
Han Rui echoed and let out a sigh of relief, saying: "Did you see that door just now? It cracked open with a bang. I was collecting firewood!"