Farm girl is busy making money

Chapter 195 Prostitution?
Chapter 190 Five: Are You Selling Yourself?
Back to the kitchen.

Everyone was busy cooking and preparing for the evening banquet. Butler Zhu saw that He Lanshan was brought back by Gu Liuyun's personal servant, so he took the servant and stuffed some money, "Did this little girl offend Young Master Ye? "

"The young master asked me to send her back." The young man took the money and left after saying only this sentence.

It can be said to be tight-lipped, as expected of Gu Liuyun's subordinates, He Lanshan only gave him a thumbs up in her heart, seeing Butler Zhu's unkind eyes staring at her, she swallowed hard.

In order to avoid this housekeeper Zhu's blame, she hurriedly said: "Housekeeper Zhu, I recognize Young Master Ye as a big brother in our village, but he is so kind, let me sit in his yard and treat me to mung bean cake, He also asked the little boy brother to bring it back to me."

"Tsk." Butler Zhu pondered what He Lanshan said was true.

After all, she was really brought back by Gu Liuyun's servant, and besides, the country girl doesn't have much to show for it.

He waved his hands and said impatiently: "Go to your mother quickly, don't run around, it's a good thing that Young Master Ye has a good temper, if you offend the other two young masters, you will probably be beaten on the spot, Shao Qiye It's too late to protect you."

He Lanshan replied "yes" and returned to Zhao Shuangxi's side.

Zhao Shuangxi had already cooked the venison risotto, looked at He Lanshan's heart pounding and said, "Lanshan, how can you run around, my mother's heart is about to jump out of fright."

He Lanshan reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhao Shuangxi's eyes, knowing that this time her mother was really frightened, she hurriedly said: "Mom, I was wrong, don't be angry."

"Mother knows that you have always been sensible. Do you know that Young Master Ye when you chase after him?" Zhao Shuangxi whispered softly in He Lanshan's ear.

He Lanshan saw that although everyone in the kitchen was busy with their own business, but there was no guarantee that anyone was secretly listening to their conversation, so He Lanshan blinked at Zhao Shuangxi and said, "Let's go back and talk about it!"

"Hey." Zhao Shuangxi nodded.

"Mother, we still want to make beggar chicken, is there still time?"

"It's still too late to catch up."

When Chef Zhu came with the serving maid, their Beggar Chicken had just been cooked.

The chefs also used their own housekeeping skills to deal with these wild game, and naturally they also meant to compete secretly. They saw Zhao Shuangxi's mother and daughter cooking two dishes, one was to use sugar to paint.

Vegetable juice was added to the maltose to make it into different colors, a green pine was drawn, and under the tree was a big mushroom, which was naturally pressed with risotto.

At that time, a cook started to complain, "I don't know what to make of this fancy thing, so I only show it to children. It must be very unpalatable to eat."

"That's right, most of the wild game is mutton, can it be made into stewed rice?"

"Also, this beggar chicken turned out to be such a big lump of mud. I have learned a lot."
He Lanshan immediately climbed onto the stool, looked at the cooks at the same level, looked at them one by one and said: "If you can't do it, it doesn't mean we can't do it either. Whoever can do it well, just wait and see." Just do it. Are you afraid that what you do is not as good as what we do, and you will be appreciated by the nobles, so you have a taste of it first?"

I didn't expect such a little girl to be so talkative, the cooks all fell silent.Butler Zhu was also busy serving dishes, and only glanced this way, but he also muttered, this little country girl seems to be not simple.

Chef Wei helped He Lanshan off the stool, gave her a thumbs up and said, "It's so Lanshan, what does this beggar taste like, I've never eaten Uncle Wei."

"I still have one left, let's share it later." He Lanshan whispered in his ear.

These cooks also fell silent, He Lanshan thought, it's not that your parents are spoiling you.It's okay for her to tolerate people like Butler Zhu and Shen Yiting who can threaten her life, but these cooks are all equal, so why should they tolerate you.

During the meals of those noble people, they also ate what they cooked in the kitchen.

They are not entitled to things like deer whips and bear paws, but it doesn't matter what pheasants are.When Zhao Shuangxi smashed open the beggar's chicken that they had made a lot, and after breaking open the mud lump to reveal the pheasant wrapped in lotus leaves, the fragrance immediately permeated the entire kitchen.

He Lanshan risked being scalded, tore a chicken leg and gave it to Chef Wei, "Uncle Wei, come, have a taste!"

"It's delicious!" Chef Wei swallowed whole, and occasionally made a humming sound, coupled with the aroma of beggar chicken, finally someone couldn't sit still and came over to have a look.

"This is called Huaji, can you give me a piece of chicken?" One of the cooks came over and asked.

Zhao Shuangxi generously tore a piece of meat for her, but as for how to do it, he rolled his eyes and didn't tell him.

When all the cooks came to beg for the beggar's chicken, Steward Zhu was sweating again, and hurriedly said: "Beggar's chicken, come with me quickly, the nobleman wants to see you."

He Lanshan also stopped eating chicken for a while, her face collapsed and she had to deal with those rich and powerful again.

Naturally, it was impossible for Zhao Shuangxi to deal with it alone. Under her insistence, Butler Zhu had no choice but to bring He Lanshan along.

This dinner was brightly lit, and He Lanshan was led by Zhao Shuangxi to the place where the rich and powerful were eating. Hundreds of candles were lit, and there was no dark place in the entire hall illuminated.

"Father, it's her. Her mother can cook beggar's chicken, frog porridge, and grilled frog skewers. Brother Xiuwen loves to eat them. Let's bring them back to our house to be cooks!"

The person at the main table has thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and looks quite imposing. Shen Yiting called him dad again, presumably this is Mr. Shen. He Lanshan saw Shao Juntang and Gu Liuyun sitting on the left and right of him respectively, it seems that the status of the two people It's not too low, and Shen Yiting is sitting below Gu Liuyun.

"Okay, since Xiuwen likes to eat your dishes, are you willing to sell yourself to Shen's residence?" Master Shen nodded frequently.

Now Zhao Shuangxi mother and daughter were dumbfounded.Shouldn't cooking well be rewarded? Why do you just think about buying people back? Is this the world of the rich and powerful?
Gu Liuyun's brows were also tightened, and he stood up and said, "Uncle, I love these dishes, and I would love to cook them myself, so there's no need to mobilize people to buy them into the house."

Mr. Shen frowned, thinking that what he said was right, what if it was someone else's spies who bought two village women back to the house.

And Zhao Shuangxi opened her lips in shock after glancing at Gu Liuyun who was talking, and He Lanshan gave her a "shh", and she suppressed her curiosity.

(End of this chapter)