The outer chamber is not what I want, the general will send you a sword!

Chapter 40 General Jinwu Zangjiao
Mrs. Sun called Steward Luo in, but Steward Luo was stunned when he saw the empty bowl on the table, and said, "I don't know if the old matriarch called the old slave over, what orders do you have?"

"Who made the bowl of noodles that was just placed on the table?" Sun asked.

"The old lady likes this bowl of noodles very much, and wants to meet the chef." She added.

Housekeeper Luo was stunned for a while before cupping his hands and said, "There is no other cook in the mansion, it should be Lao Zhou's cooking?"

"Old Zhou's craftsmanship has improved, and there is a reward!" said the old lady.

In the kitchen of the general's mansion, Lao Zhou got up from the ground, rubbed the back of his neck, and said to himself: Why did I fall asleep on the ground?
Just as he was wondering, there was a sound of footsteps.

Steward Luo walked in, and the maid beside her was holding a tray in her hand. The tray was covered with red silk, and looked like an ingot.

Butler Luo glanced into the kitchen, and saw that the noodle soup and some noodle dregs were still in the pot, so he could be sure that it was indeed Lao Zhou who made it.

"Old Zhou, the old lady likes the noodles you just sent over. This is a reward from the old lady!"

Steward Luo lifted the red silk, and inside was a row of silver ingots!

"Give it to me?" Lao Zhou was a little confused. Didn't he just fall asleep in the kitchen, making noodles?

Steward Luo asked the maid to deliver the tray to Lao Zhou, then patted Lao Zhou on the shoulder, and said, "Your cooking skills have been affirmed by the old matriarch, if you continue to cook, the old matriarch will reward you, By the way... the old lady said, the noodles just cooked are good, and I will eat that for lunch today!"

Butler Luo left after speaking, and Lao Zhou looked at the tray in his hand in a daze.

He walked to the edge of the stove and picked up the flour that had been moved, the spare rib that was missing, and the leftover soup dregs.

"I did it?"

On the other side, Xia Jin found Butler Luo again.

When Steward Luo saw Xia Jin coming, he said with a stern face, "Why did Miss Xia disappear just now?"

Xia Jin blinked, smiled, and said, "I was anxious just now."

Butler Luo was in a good mood and didn't bother with her. He led them towards the old lady's bedroom.

"The old lady just ate noodles, and she is in a good mood now, you are lucky!"

Siji almost laughed out loud, Xia Jin glared at her, and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

Xin said: That is not the credit of the boss!

Arriving outside the old lady's bedroom, Housekeeper Luo knocked on the door.

"Old Madam, Miss Xia wants to see you."

"Come in."

Housekeeper Luo pushed open the door, and Xia Jin walked in. The old matriarch was sitting on the grand master's chair, with a ruddy complexion, and looked much better.

Mrs. Sun was standing behind her, massaging her shoulder blades.

Xia Jin looked at Mrs. Sun. This woman looked to be in her twenties but not thirty years old. She was the concubine left by the old general. Lin Ziyi called her aunt.

Nanny Lin is gone, and Sun is responsible for the old matriarch's food and daily life, and her status in the general's mansion is no less than that of the mistress.

Xia Jin withdrew her gaze, blessed her body, and said, "Jin'er has seen the old lady and Mrs. Sun."

"Are you still used to living in the General's Mansion these days?" the old lady asked.

Xia Jin didn't make any detours, and said directly: "Going back to the old matriarch, the general's mansion is very good, Jin'er is very grateful for the old matriarch's hospitality, it's time for Jin'er to leave."

The old matriarch and Mrs. Sun looked at each other, and Mrs. Sun asked, "Miss Xia is not used to living here?"

"The people in the general's mansion are very kind to Jin'er, and Jin'er likes it very much, but Jin'er has a special status, so it's really not good to stay here anymore!" Xia Jin said what she had thought up.

In fact, according to the rules, Xia Jin's status is indeed not good for her to enter the mansion, after all, she is a woman without status.

Unless she wants to become a concubine or a regular wife, she will stay in the mansion, but most families will not let a woman of unknown origin or slave status marry in.

However, the old lady has never been a pedantic person. Regarding Lin Ziyi's matter, unless it is a matter of principle, other issues will not interfere.

"When Ziyi comes back, you can ask him. After all, you are the one brought back by Ziyi, so he has the final say!" said the old lady.

"I have already agreed!" Lin Ziyi's voice came from outside.

He stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said, "The grandson arranged for her to live elsewhere."

What a shrewd person the old lady is, she quickly grasped the key point and 'arranged elsewhere'!
Then he and Mrs. Sun looked at each other, and they both saw the expression of understanding in each other's eyes, "Then do it according to your arrangement!"

Lin Ziyi looked at Xia Jin and said, "Come with me."

Seeing them walking away, Sun covered her lips and chuckled, "Zi Yi wants to hide her beauty in a golden house~"

The old matriarch frowned, "That Xia Jin looks like a pretty girl, but her status is almost inferior, what a pity!"

"She has never caused any trouble in the month since she came to the mansion. Although she has a cold temper, she does not flatter and flatter, and she has no scheming to climb up. She is a pretty good girl!" Sun said.

"Let people pay attention. If Ziyi treats him badly in the future, I will give some compensation on my behalf." The old lady said.

"Don't worry about this, old lady, your grandson is amazing!"

Sun leaned closer to the old matriarch's ear, "I heard that the general bought a house outside, and also gave away his slave status. There is a set of skills to please girls~"

The old lady was stunned, "Is this what my pedantic grandson did?"

The sun is getting higher and higher, in the kitchen of the general's mansion.

Lao Zhou stood by the stove, scratching his head, but couldn't figure out what kind of noodles he made for the old lady.

After thinking for a long time, I picked up the rolling pin.

"I fell asleep, so I should have made the noodles!" He guessed that he made it while sleepwalking.

Since it's sleepwalking, wouldn't it be good to fall asleep again!

Grasping the rolling pin tightly, he took a deep breath, and smashed it down hard on his head. Lao Zhou felt his head spinning, and fell to the ground, fainting!

In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time.

The servant girl came in and waited for the noodles that the old lady wanted to eat, and she screamed in fright as soon as she entered.

The voice led Butler Luo over. He thought something was wrong and rushed into the kitchen.

"What happened!"

The maid pointed to Lao Zhou who was lying on the ground. She was so frightened that her voice was crying: "As soon as I came in, I saw Lao Zhou lying here!"

Steward Luo squatted down and heard a slight snoring sound. He patted Lao Zhou's face, "Old Zhou?"

Lao Zhou opened his eyes, then sat up straight suddenly.

Seeing that Butler Luo was also there, he hurriedly asked, "Is the noodles ready?"

"Old Zhou, are you sleepy? You didn't even burn the fire on the stove! Where did you get the noodles?"

Lao Zhou glanced at the stove, his heart sank, he took out the silver ingot from the counter with a mournful face, and returned it to Butler Luo.

"I didn't make that bowl of noodles..."

Now that things are up to now, it's useless to deceive yourself and others. Although he really hopes that he did it by himself, he can't figure it out even if he scratches his head, let alone do it.

(End of this chapter)