Cooking is not a magic trick. Where does it say that the food is served when you ask it to be served?
This great-uncle can't even make half a stick of incense. Even if it's just a simple meal, he can't make it right away!
Fortunately, the chicken soup was simmered early in the morning and is ready now. Otherwise, even if Madam punishes her, she won’t be able to bring out even one dish!
"I?"
Duan Qingyao pointed to her nose and couldn't believe her ears.
"Who else could it be if it weren't you? You go quickly, it's too late, Madam will lose her temper again! I'll take advantage of this time and quickly fry up two dishes!"
The fat aunt casually wiped her greasy hands on her apron, looked around, and was so anxious that she was at a loss.
Should I cook the braised pork first or the steamed fish?
"But, with my appearance, it's hard for me to reach the level of elegance!"
It's not Duan Qingyao's fault for belittling herself. Her face was specially smeared with dust and the shocking scars made her look really ugly.
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"How long has it been? How can there be so many rules? Just carry it over, there will be maids waiting outside the yard!"
The fat aunt was so busy that she didn't take Duan Qingyao's reminder seriously at all.
Duan Qingyao thought about it. Besides, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?
She can't hide and be a turtle all the time, right?
She was very familiar with the road to Duan's mansion, and she could find Mrs. Duan's mansion even with her eyes closed.
It was finally time to see Mrs. Duan. Duan Qingyao was so excited that she clenched her food plate tightly, her heart beating rapidly.
Although she said she had no evidence, her intuition told her that the fire in the Duan Mansion was inextricably linked to Mrs. Duan!
Logically speaking, Mrs. Duan's door should be guarded by a maid, but for some reason, the door is empty now, with no one there!
Could it be that she made a mistake?
Duan Qingyao took a few steps forward with chicken soup in doubt. Before she could get close to the door, she heard faint conversations coming from inside.
Although her appearance was now completely ruined, she was still afraid that Mrs. Duan, who was so attentive, could recognize her.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, she deliberately slowed down her steps and only dared to stand guard at the door.
"Be careful, if someone sees it, it will be terrible!"
Although the voice was deliberately kept very low, Duan Qingyao still recognized it as Mrs. Duan's voice.
"This is my son. Why, I can't even listen to him talk to me!"
Duan Qingyao squinted her eyes subconsciously. This strange voice did not belong to Prime Minister Duan.
Therefore, the child in Mrs. Duan's belly was indeed a wild child as she had guessed!
"What son? What if it's a daughter?"
Mrs. Duan chuckled.
"Whether it's a son or a daughter, as long as it's my son, Wang Wenliang, that's fine!"
The more Mrs. Duan listened to these words, the more she felt it was unpleasant. She nodded Wang Wenliang's head and pushed him away from her.
"What do you mean by that? If it's not your child, who else could it be? You don't think it's the old immortal, do you?"
"Hey! I didn't mean anything else, I just said that, don't be angry!"
Wang Wenliang smiled coquettishly and hugged Mrs. Duan's shoulders to apologize.
"I'm telling you, I've worked so hard not all because of you. If you dare to let us three, I will fight you to the death!"
Mrs. Duan's nose became sore and tears fell down.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I'm sorry to someone, I won't be sorry to you! You gave birth to Brother Bao for me, and now there's another one in your belly. You are the great hero of our Wang family! How could I possibly be sorry to you?
?You just like to think wildly!"
Hearing this, Duan Qingyao still didn't understand anything.
It seems that the cuckold on the Prime Minister's forehead is not as big as usual.
"You said you, didn't I tell you earlier? What the madam wants can't be found over there!"
"You have the nerve to accuse me. If you knew, why did you come back empty-handed after being there for so long?"
Outside the Moon Gate, the voices of two maids blaming each other came.
The people in the room seemed to be electrocuted, and they left alertly.
Duan Qingyao also pretended to have just walked into the courtyard, and when she saw the two maids, she lowered her eyebrows.
"Hello sisters, this is the chicken soup Fat Aunt asked me to deliver!"
"Are you new here?"
Duan Qingyao was afraid that they would recognize her, so she nodded and responded: "Yes! Fat Aunt is still waiting for me to go back and help!"
"Give me the stuff!"
After putting down her things, Duan Qingyao ran away immediately as if her soles were oiled.
After hearing such a big secret, she couldn't calm down for a long time.
God is helping her, so what right does she have to not work hard?
"What's wrong with you? Is a dog chasing you?"
The fat aunt saw Duan Qingyao panting and joked.
In Duan Qingyao's opinion, that was even scarier than a dog chasing him!
Mrs. Duan is really bold and dares to do such immoral things.
Along the way, her head kept spinning. How should she let Prime Minister Duan know about this?
"Aren't you afraid that Fat Auntie will be too busy?"
Duan Qingyao would naturally not be stupid enough to tell the truth.
"He is a sensible person!"
The fat aunt couldn't help but glance at Duan Qingyao. She always saw the maids thinking of ways to be lazy, for fear that if she worked more, she would suffer more.
But this ugly girl was different. Not only did she obey her orders, she also took the initiative to think about her.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you send these two fried dishes to Madam!"
Once raw, twice cooked. This time, Duan Qingyao did not shirk the blame and directly put the steamed fish and stir-fried meat slices on the plate.
She wanted to see with her own eyes what this uncle looked like, so that he could make Madam Duan, who was like a monkey spirit, brave the world for her?
Arriving at Madam's yard with familiarity, Duan Qingyao took a deep breath outside the door and walked straight into Madam Duan's house.
“Steamed sea bass and stir-fried pork slices!”
She was very familiar with the way the maid served the dishes. Duan Qingyao followed the gourd's pattern and naturally did it perfectly.
Even Mrs. Duan didn’t notice anything strange!
The maid standing next to Mrs. Duan saw that Duan Qingyao had no intention of leaving after the dishes were served, so she reminded: "Get off!"
Of course she had to go down, but hadn't she not seen her uncle's appearance yet?
Wang Wenliang, who was eating with his head down, put down his chopsticks and raised his head.
Duan Qingyao glanced at him and engraved his appearance in her heart!