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Chapter 155 (155) Appreciation of Bole
Out of the crowd of people in the flower hall, a white-haired and thin old man walked out.

He bowed deeply to Xia Ou and said, "Master, long time no see, how are you going to come in?"

"Are you the steward of ^chi?" Xia Ou opened her beautiful eyes and looked carefully before recognizing the old man.

She remembered that when Steward Chi sold her house last year, she still had black hair like a flower, a chubby figure, and looked good and energetic.

Seeing him now but seeing him so old, it can be seen that he has suffered a lot.

Butler Chi bowed again, and said slowly, "The princess has a good memory, it is this old slave, and now I am honored to be the steward of the princess's mansion, the old slave is so grateful."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..." Xia Ou opened her mouth and smiled.

As the saying goes: Cannibals have short mouths and soft hands.

She used to take advantage of many people.

Not only that, Steward Chi also gave her a big box of golden nanmu as a gift!
She had to reciprocate and be that white-eyed wolf.

Hey, if you come out to hang out, you always have to pay it back...

"Xiao'er..." Liu Feng squeezed in, ignoring the crowd.

Shunliu and Hongzao's two big horse heads poked in through the window lattice, sticking out their tongues at the hostess, as if trying to flatter them with a smile.

The crowd was in chaos, and a few people who were afraid of horses hid far away. Presumably, if Princess Weiyang was not in the town, these people would jump up and scream.

Looking at these hypocritical maids and wives, Xia Ou felt a little unhappy.

Her family's horse is so good, what is there to be afraid of?

As soon as she stretched out her hand slightly, Liu Feng took the initiative to move the horse's head towards him, rubbing against it like a big dog, so close.

Xia Ou raised his eyelids, glanced at the crowd, and said coldly, "The horses in our house are rare BMWs in the world, and they are extremely psychic, even if they go to the streets to help the owner buy them, they will never deceive others.

Therefore, there is no need to be locked in the stable, except for the study, the rest of the rooms can be freely entered and exited.

If anyone thinks it is absurd, the princess will not stay, so please find your own way! "

"Servants, slaves, old slaves, don't dare!" Everyone saluted with respectful expressions.

She no longer dares to bully the master because Princess Weiyang is young and good-natured, and casually express some thoughts that she shouldn't have.

They even felt that Princess Weiyang was more capable than Miss Chi, who had read a lot of poetry and books. Otherwise, how could even animals be so obediently tamed?
Presumably, a little village girl who was changed into a daughter can be canonized as a princess step by step by Jinshang. Apart from the luck in the rumors, she must also have skill.

According to some rumors in the palace, Princess Weiyang is still holding a ruler to urge Ji Jieyuan to study!

As long as Ji Jieyuan lost his mind for a moment, her ruler would swing up and beat him to pieces.

Simply, appalling.

A woman is so violent that she even beats her own husband, let alone these servants?

It's better to be more interesting...

In this way, Xia Ou used the prestige of the tigress in the palace to frighten the seventy or eighty people.

Seeing this, she nodded her head in satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, since he became a princess, even his aura has subconsciously improved a lot.

This is called temperament!
Next to him, Chi Ze felt very proud when he saw that Yao Nu could control her with ease without his help.

A dragon begets a dragon, and a phoenix begets a phoenix. The daughter is very much like her biological mother, that strange woman who is both a doctor and a poisoner.

After finishing these tasks, it was time for lunch.

Ji Cheng entrusted the servant to his father-in-law for help, but the young lady is a glutton, so the master chef he specially recruited is the master chef.

The surname of Tang, who is in charge of the spoon, is over [-] years old. During this closure of the city, he was ruthlessly abandoned by the restaurant where he worked, and the whole family was starved to death.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the dental shop to sell himself, but each mansion had only one person who was in charge of soup.

As for his family, young and old, they didn't buy it.

That day, Jicheng happened to pass by Yaxing, and recognized Tang Zhangshao from the memory of his previous life, and happily bought all Tang's family members.

The Tang family was overwhelmed with gratitude and recognized Ji Cheng as the main one.

When Tang Zhangshao was young, he was an inner chef in the palace, and his craftsmanship was also well-known in the imperial dining room, but because he was not good at franchise, he was run away.

On this day, Tang Zhangshao saved his mind to show his hand in front of the hostess. For lunch, he not only cooked the young woman's favorite food, but also specially presented many ancestral handicraft dishes.

There are stewed bird's nest with rock sugar, steamed duck with bird's nest, duck with hanging oven, roasted duck with fruit wood, salt-fried meat, wild hot pot, Dongpo pork, shredded pork and mountain vegetables, eight-treasure duck porridge...

Xia Ou specially counted them, there are twenty in total, which can be regarded as the same rules in the same palace.

If this is normal, she must dislike being too rich.

She and Chi Ze couldn't finish the meal, but she had been gilded in the East Palace anyway, so she gained a lot of knowledge.

Therefore, she knew that the master would reward the servants with leftovers that could not be eaten, and it was an honor for the servants to be rewarded by the master.

She didn't say much, and picked up the chopsticks with peace of mind.

She had only met Chi Ze once in total, so she was not familiar with him at all.

Moreover, this cheap dad looks like an old pedant who can't eat or sleep, so she concentrates on cooking.

The moment the food was eaten, the summer lotus root, which is a foodie, immediately found that the taste was better than that made by the Imperial Dining Room.

Judging from the color and fragrance, they are all superb.

Ow...

Is it because she has too little knowledge?
Unexpectedly, it was only at this moment that she ate such a delicious meal, and she didn't know what she had missed in the past few years!
But she was not familiar with everyone, and it was not easy to appear ignorant, so she tried her best to maintain an elegant meal.

Seeing that Yao Nu behaved well, Chi Ze was even more satisfied, and his appetite improved accordingly.

In short, no matter how he sees her, he is very satisfied...

Xia Ou is not a mean person, she and her father ate twenty dishes, even if she opened her belly to soak in the rain and dew, there was only one small corner missing from each dish.

So, with a wave of her little hand, she rewarded the Tang family with all the leftovers and two bolts of cotton cloth.

Don't look at Mr. Tang in charge of the kitchen, but he is upright. Except for the occasional need to taste the taste of the dishes, he never takes anything from the owner's house, even a vegetable leaf.

This sumptuous reward of summer lotus root can be regarded as making the Tang family eat meat, and everyone is overjoyed.

You must know that Tang Zhangshao is good at cooking, but no matter where he works, he is always the one who is the most excluded and sits on the bench.

Not to mention the rich meals, even the gruel owner has never enjoyed it.

Moreover, they were not only rewarded with a sumptuous meal, but also got two bolts of muslin cloth, and spring was coming soon, which happened to be enough to make a few spring shirts for them to wear.

Happiness came so suddenly, it was like a dream.

When Tang Zhangshao heard the good news, he hurried back to the back room, and felt very relieved to see his children eating happily.

When no one was around, he hugged the cotton cloth and couldn't put it down, as if what he was holding was not cotton cloth, but Bole's appreciation...

(End of this chapter)