Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 63

This old monster Zhuge really grabbed a toad and drenched it, plucked the geese and plucked the eggs, and wanted to scrape off some oil when he saw a stone... I can't complain that a small land in Shu can be beaten by the Wei Kingdom. It's really going to be a day.

So Feng Yongyi said sternly: "The Shaofu Supervisor shoulders the important responsibilities of His Majesty's daily needs. The boy is honored by His Majesty, do you dare to swear to serve?"

Huang Yueying was stunned on the spot, looking at that delicate and slightly immature face, she really couldn't imagine how thick-skinned it would take to say this.

"Apart from the art of changing teeth and farming, you really haven't learned anything else?"

"No." Feng Yong shook his head firmly.

"I can't believe it. Who is your master, and what did he teach you, to be able to say such things with such a calm expression."

Is this complimenting me?Just compliment me.

"The boy thanked his wife for the praise."

"Am I complimenting you? Forget it, just think I'm complimenting you."

Alang, you always dislike this bastard, I think I finally know why.

Feng Yong naturally thought about the matter of being an official.But as a local turtle, he knows that he has no roots and no foundation here. If he really wants to be an official, how big can he be?Not to mention the hard work, there are still people watching over him all the time. Is he full?So, is it better to be happy on your own territory than to work under someone else's roof?
This is why Feng Yong has always refused to be an official.Although Feng Chuanzhe is a local turtle, but as I mentioned earlier, he has his own pride, right? Liu Daer has to pay attention to the cottage, how can I say that I can be regarded as a predictor, how can his worth be so low?
However, old demon Zhuge, the son of the half-planet said, will you give me a try again?Believe it or not, I'm looking for someone to kill you?
So Feng Tubie agreed.

Feng's kitchen.

The fat cook picked up a large piece of dough, lifted it high, and then slammed it down again, making a loud "bang", which startled a servant girl who was squatting beside the fire.

The servant girl timidly glanced at the fat cook, moved her body quietly to the side, then lay down carefully, looked at the fire in the stove, found that the fire was smaller, and hurriedly stuffed some inside firewood.Looking up at the bamboo basket on the stove, white steam is emerging, and the unique aroma of steamed buns permeates the entire kitchen.

The weather in Shu was sultry and hot, the kitchen was on fire again, and the steam was steaming, making it even more unbearable.The little girl's face was black and gray, and it was covered with stove ashes. She couldn't tell whether it was sweat or water dripping down her face, rushing out of small ditch.But not only did she not have an uncomfortable expression at all, on the contrary, she moved closer to the drawer, took a deep breath of white steam, and showed a satisfied smile on her face.

"Why, are you greedy again?" The cook who turned around just saw this scene, and a mocking expression appeared on her chubby face, "Barbarians are barbarians, and it's a virtue to smell!"

The servant girl listened, did not dare to speak, shrank her body, and continued to lie down to look at the stove.

It was only because of her luck that she was taken care of by the master, and she was arranged to work in the mansion!But I don't dare to offend the people in the mansion. It's fine to be kicked out of the mansion at that time. If it affects the family, the whole family is kicked out of Zhuangzi again, and they have to live that kind of precarious life, that's what I can't imagine. nightmare.

The fat cook opened the top drawer, took out a white steamed bun carelessly, broke it in half, blew, took a bite, and after chewing for a while, she muttered to herself, "It's still a long way from the heat. ." He lowered his head and saw that the girl under his feet was staring at the steamed bun in his hand and swallowed desperately, then reached out and handed it over and said, "Here."

The little girl in the office was overjoyed, and even thought it took time to stand up, she immediately crawled over and reached out to pick it up, and was slapped by the fat cook, and at the same time scolded: "If you see something to eat, you will die! How did they teach you? Don't you know that you should clean your hands before eating?"

The servant girl was slapped, and then she reacted, and ran to clean her hands.

"It's really not polite!" The fat cook said contemptuously, and at the same time said secretly in her heart, the master's heart is still too kind, not only took them in, but even the food is not allowed to be called Mantou, but also changed. The name is steamed buns.

If you want to change to another house, let alone let the barbarians enter the house to do things, I am afraid that even Zhuangzi will not be allowed in, and no one will care if he starves to death on the road.

The assistant girl came back after washing her hands after a while, and even washed the ashes on her face with water. Even though her skin was too dark, her rather beautiful face was covered up with a lot of brilliance, but it still made people look good. It feels very eye-catching.

"I wasted such a face, looking so dark." The fat cook didn't forget to sneer when she handed over the steamed buns.

The assistant girl turned a deaf ear to the fat chef's words, took the steamed bun and bit it directly, not afraid of being scalded, as if the steamed bun just came out of the cage has no temperature at all.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you! I don't care about you if you choke to death!" The fat cook was unforgiving. Just as she was about to turn around to knead the dough, she suddenly saw a figure out of the corner of her eye, and her face changed immediately. With a vice smile, "How did Yaomei and Niang come here? Does the lord want to eat something today?"

The maiden who was eating steamed buns heard this, panicked in her heart, and choked directly. She opened her mouth to squirt the steamed buns. Eyeballs stick out.

With a smile on her face, Yaomei first nodded to the cook, then reached out and patted the back of the maid, and said, "Don't worry, since you're in the house, don't worry about not having anything to eat. Your lord is a What a nice guy."

The former Zhuang household girl is now the third-ranked person in the Zhuang, um, the first is the master, and the second is the housekeeper.After being constantly disciplined by the housekeeper, Yaomei recognized a lot of words and became a lot more confident, and her bearing has changed a lot.

The assistant girl glanced at Yaomei gratefully, then looked at herself, and lowered her head in inferiority.

"Isn't it? To say this lord is because he has a good heart. Not to mention this mansion, this village, who don't say it, it's really an eye-opener to meet such a lord." The fat cook on the side Say goodbye.

"The lord has a good heart, otherwise, why would he be kind enough to take in those poor people?" Yaomei nodded in agreement: "By the way, the chef, there is a distinguished guest coming today, so the lord asked me to come back and help the kitchen."

Yaomei is the master's personal maid, and her hands are relatively skillful.Usually, when the lord suddenly wants to eat something, he always asks her to notify, and sometimes cooks himself.

The fat cook nodded again and again: "Then let the young lady worry about it."

(End of this chapter)