Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 190
Han Duyue was about to get up to pour wine for the nobleman, when she waved her hand and called the woman outside the door who had come in yesterday to serve the nobleman personally, and introduced to Han Duyue miraculously: " Miss Han, this is Yulan, my personal maid."

"My servant has seen Miss Han." Yulan was surprised when she heard this, she did not expect her master to introduce herself to Han Duyue.

Han Duyue showed a flattered look, stood up and nodded with a smile: "Hello Miss Yulan."

"Go and fetch the porcelain set that works for me. I want to taste the fruit wine brought by Han Duyue," the nobleman ordered, and asked with a smile as if thinking of something, "Yulan, this time Has Miss Han prepared a fruit wine for you too?"

Hearing this, the corner of Han Duyue's mouth couldn't help twitching, what does the nobleman mean by this, do you still remember what happened yesterday?

Yulan glanced at Han Duyue, then looked at the seven small jars on the table and nodded honestly: "Miss Han also prepared fruit wine for the servants, but Miss Han said that there are only five flavors, no master you It's all here."

These words directly made the nobleman laugh, and made Han Duyue twitch even more at the corner of his mouth.

"I see, you go down and prepare." The nobleman smiled and waved his hands.

Han Duyue stood there a little anxiously, not sure if his behavior of giving things to the people around the nobleman would make the nobleman unhappy.

"Why don't you sit down?" The nobleman raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Duyue.

Only then did Han Duyue dare to sit down again, after thinking about it for a while, she decided to calm down, and said anxiously: "My lord, I'm just a peasant girl who doesn't know the rules. If I do something wrong, you Just tell me and I'll change it."

"Do you think there is anything wrong with what you have done?" the nobleman asked back.

Han Duyue clenched her small fists and said in a low voice: "I... I don't know either. In fact, I was afraid that you would be angry and unhappy, so I tried to please you with some cleverness, but I understand It’s really not much, and I can only do some small things like cooking and delivering fruit wine, so I really don’t know if you like it or not.”

This was said so directly and with a very frank look that the nobleman raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Han Duyue again.

Although the nobleman is not very old, she has been flattered and complimented all these years, so she naturally knows what Han Duyue's actions mean.

It's just that although this person was just one of the people who wanted to please her, she was the first person to say such words so bluntly. Before she even asked, she admitted the intention of those actions. This made the nobleman feel a little novelty.

"Why do you want to please me?" After the nobleman finished looking at him, he asked such a question that didn't seem like a question at all.

Han Duyue blinked inexplicably, and said bluntly: "Of course it's because you are a noble person. If you are unhappy, then I will be unlucky?"

"Why will you be unlucky if I am unhappy?" The nobleman continued to ask persistently.

Han Duyue clicked his tongue when he heard this, but it was not so easy to answer this question, yes, even if the other party is noble, why would he be unlucky if the other party is unhappy?Is the other person a violent personality, or someone who likes to punish others?
This is not a good thing to say.

Han Duyue suddenly felt that she originally wanted to be stupid, but turned into being stupid in the end, and if she didn't answer this question well, she might just sell herself out.

It's just that Han Duyue didn't dare to pause for too long, even if he was very conflicted in his heart, because pause meant hesitation and thinking, and hesitation and thinking meant that he was scheming, not telling the truth.

If this is the case, what I said before was a little risky, but it became my own reminder.

"Isn't that so? When I came here before, Master Yang said that he wanted me to serve you well, and that if I made you unhappy, the end would be tragic." For a while, Han Duyue couldn't think of anything. The best way is to push this matter directly to Master Yang, and silently apologize in my heart, I really didn't mean it.

When the nobleman heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly faded, but he didn't seem to be really angry: "I see, it's just that you look at me like someone who can easily get angry?"

"It doesn't look like it, but I don't know..." Han Duyue muttered cautiously, not daring to speak smartly anymore.

The nobleman looked at Han Duyue as if he was looking at an ignorant child: "Don't worry, no matter what you do, I won't get angry, let alone punish you, so you can rest assured?"

"But Master Yang..." Han Duyue flashed his eyes pretending to be worried.

"Am I the nobleman, or is Master Yang the nobleman?" The nobleman asked back.

Han Duyue naturally understood what the nobleman meant, and grinned: "I see, you are a good person, nobleman, so I don't have to be so nervous now."

This little episode has been revealed temporarily, Yulan over there has already returned with a set of porcelain utensils, because she was only drinking, she placed the usable porcelain utensils in front of the nobleman, and was about to put the rest of the porcelain utensils in place , I heard the nobleman say lightly: "Miss Han also wants to drink with me."

Yulan stayed for a while, quickly put away her expression and went to set a cup for Han Duyue before stepping aside.

Looking at the almost transparent white porcelain cup in front of her, Han Duyue felt a little bit moved in her heart. As expected of a nobleman, she had to use her own special utensil even for drinking, and it was an utensil that was priceless.

"I want to try the mulberry wine first." The nobleman sat there dignifiedly, and glanced at Han Duyue lightly with his calm eyes.

Han Duyue understood immediately, stood up and took apart the wine jar, then carefully poured a glass of wine for the nobleman, and after seeing the nobleman's face, she carefully poured a glass for herself.

The dark purple liquid was poured into the white porcelain cup, which made the color even darker. The nobleman rolled up his sleeves with one hand, picked up the wine glass with the other, and brought it to his nose for a light sniff.

Yulan at the side wanted to test the poison first, but seeing the master's appearance, she didn't dare to make a claim and walked forward.

And Han Duyue was almost stunned by the nobleman's action. This person is worthy of being a noble person. He can look very handsome after drinking a drink, but the nobleman's fingers are extremely white, holding a porcelain The shape of the cup is simply natural.

Han Duyue felt that if she was a man, with just these hands, she would probably fall in love with this nobleman.

Then Han Duyue thought about it carefully, it seems that her man's hands are also very good, both slender and straight, especially the nails are polished very smooth and beautiful.

Then Han Duyue suddenly realized a very serious question, could it be that he is still a hand controller?

"Well, the taste of this wine is really novel. It's just that the taste of the wine is a little bit weak, but it suits my liking." After the nobleman took a sip of the wine, he glanced at Han Duyue lightly, seeing that the other party didn't even intend to drink, Can't help but ask, "Why don't you drink?"

Only then did Han Duyue recover from her imagination, and she picked up the wine glass and drank it with a smile, but her movements were not so much drinking as she was practicing holding the wine glass.

It's really not her fault, it's really because the wine glass looks so good and is so valuable, she was afraid that if she shook her hand, she would smash the wine glass, and she would not be able to pay for it if she sold her.

The nobleman looked amused, and even stretched her eyebrows a little. After Han Duyue carefully put down the wine glass again, she said, "How old are you?"

"After the new year, I will be nine years old." Han Duyue has always been very depressed about her age, but she had to answer like this.

There was still a faint smile on the nobleman's face: "So I am five years older than you, you should call me sister."

"Hello, noble sister." Han Duyue called out shyly, but even though she said so, she was shouting in her heart. I am actually in my 20s, much older than you. Age, you can call me aunt, okay?

Hearing this, the nobleman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's weird that you call me that."

Han Duyue also realized that the title "elder sister" seems to be more suitable for the harem, and at the same time, she also realized another problem. Since this person thinks this way, it means that she is not far away from the harem. Princess?

"Forget it, just call me Sister Yuping." The nobleman waved his hand and said.

Han Duyue silently wrote down the name, and said sweetly, "Hello, sister Yuping."

The two said a few more words, and then Han Duyue slapped his head and said, "Sister Yuping, I was too nervous that day, so I didn't have time to say it. The cream that I asked Sister Yulan to make that day was actually quite delicious. It can be made into other shapes, other colors, other flavors."

"Oh? This sounds interesting." The nobleman showed a curious look, and immediately asked Yulan to prepare some more materials needed.

According to the previous steps, Han Duyue first made a lot of white cream, then divided the cream into several parts, squeezed the prepared grapes, hawthorns, oranges and other fruits into juice, and used the thick juice as a paint to paint Several creams were dyed, and of course she left a pure white cream.

After stirring the cream evenly, Han Duyue let the nobleman taste it first.

"Well, this is really novel. Not only does the cream change its color, but it also has a fruity taste inside." The nobleman's eyes lighted up imperceptibly, obviously interested in these things.

Han Duyue grinned proudly, and then made the cream into some simple shapes, including peaches, apples, grass, flowers, and even simple puppies and bunnies.

Looking at these creams made into different shapes, the nobleman showed her cuteness for the first time: "These little things are so cute!"

(End of this chapter)