Starting Today, I'll Work as a City Lord.

"Understood." Hua'er assured.

"Be natural." Catherine warned, she didn't want this long-term information channel to be discovered.

"Yes." Hua'er nodded seriously, and then teased, "Miss, who gave you that letter? Could it be Lord Liu Feng?"

"You're the one who has trouble." Catherine raised the corners of her mouth and rolled her eyes. "If something goes wrong, I'll marry you to Er Mazi."

"Ah? No, I want to follow Miss." Hua'er turned pale in astonishment.

Er Mazi is a fire cook in the back kitchen. His face is covered with spots and he is very courageous.

"It's good if you know it, it's done, and you'll vomit after eating delicious food." Catherine was lying on the bed, and the days of waiting like this were not easy.

"Absolutely no problem." Hua'er patted her flat chest for assurance.

"Go ahead, just say I have no appetite." Catherine waved her hand.

"Okay." Hua'er wiped the chopsticks, put them back on the tray, checked carefully, and left the room with her lunch.

"Gag..."

"Stop and check."

Sure enough, Hua'er was stopped when she went out, and her clothes were checked again, and she even glanced at her lunch.

"Why didn't you eat this lunch?" asked the middle-aged maid.

"Miss, I've lost my appetite again." Hua'er pretended to sigh.

"Go." The two middle-aged maids had also heard about Catherine, and they didn't suspect anything.

Hua'er breathed a sigh of relief, took the lunch to the back kitchen as usual, and handed it to the chef in the back kitchen.

"Flowers, won't Miss Catherine eat it again?" The chef looked at the lunch with twinkling eyes.

"Yeah, Miss has no appetite." Hua'er said helplessly, "You should deal with it according to the old rules."

"Okay." The chef nodded quickly. According to the usual rules, the food that the young lady can't finish will be thrown into the fire and burned, so that no one will eat the young lady's food.

But today, the chef called Er Mazi, "Emazi, this lunch is entrusted to you, take care of it."

"Okay, okay." Er Mazi trotted out from behind the stove, exchanged glances with the chef, slipped a silver coin from his lunch hand into the chef's hand, and walked towards the stove with the lunch.

"That's great." The chef stuffed the silver coins into his pocket calmly.

Er Mazi came to the door last night and told him to say a few words to Hua'er, and to give him a silver coin to handle the lunch. Of course, he agreed to such a good thing.

For a silver coin, he stole the coins from the ingredients in the back kitchen, and it would take half a year to save a silver coin. If you do a little favor now, you can get a silver coin, and a fool would not agree.

As for why Er Mazi had silver coins, and why he was asked to help him, he was not curious, life was important, after all, a silver coin was not something that Er Mazi could take out, and there must be some big shots behind him.

Small people have the way of survival of small people. Don't be too curious, so that you can live longer.

Er Mazi came to the stove with his lunch, took the bamboo tube out of the steak, put it in his pocket, and poured the lunch into the fire.

"Chef, I have a stomachache and I need to go out for a while." Er Mazi immediately trotted to ask for leave.

"Go, go." The chef waved his hand quickly, he knew if his stomach hurt.

"Thank you..." Er Mazi left the back kitchen holding his stomach, and left the Duke's mansion through the back door.

For a small person like him, people at the lowest level, no one doubts him at all, because everyone at the upper level knows that people at the lower level have no access to anything, so there is no need to be too defensive.

"Ta Tata..."

Er Mazi came to the back alley next to the second street, and saw a beggar lying on the ground sleeping, with a broken bowl with three gaps next to it, glanced around, put the bamboo tube into the broken bowl, and then took it out of the bowl Take ten copper coins from here.

"Be careful, don't reveal your identity." The beggar suddenly called out, causing Er Mazi's heart to jump in fright.

"Yes, the villain knows." Er Mazi said respectfully.

A few days ago, someone came to him, taught him some things, gave him coins, and bought linen for his parents.

Today is his first mission. He has been asked to lurk in the duke's mansion before and collect some information whenever he has the opportunity.

"Go." The beggar waved his hand.

"Yes." Er Mazi left.

Within a few minutes, Jones also came. Looking at the bamboo tube in the bowl, her red eyes narrowed slightly, feeling very incredible.

She originally wanted to sneak into the Duke's mansion to find Catherine to get the letter back this morning, but the security was too tight, so she had to give up, and then went to find the letter courier under Lucy's reminder, but she did it for her unexpectedly.

"Miss Jones, take the bamboo tube away. If you still want to pass it on, go to the alley over there tomorrow." The beggar threw the bamboo tube to Mrs. Bao Er, and limped away.

"..." Qiong Simo sent the other party away. How did this information get to Catherine?

Chapter 0636 arrogant and domineering messenger.

"Crash..."

The hull swayed, almost causing Viscount Philip, who was standing on the bow, to fall down. He looked at the boats passing by with an ugly expression, and blamed these lowly businessmen.

Viscount Lipu was the envoy sent by the fourth prince Ding Keda to invite Liu Feng to Somalia, but he didn't think it was an invitation. A little baron actually asked him a viscount to invite him?No, it's an order.

When he took refuge in His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, he relied on himself. Now that he is a baron, the Fourth Prince thinks so highly of him. He is very upset.

Of course, if it was him himself, he wouldn't dare to mess around too much if he was upset, but he would not be afraid if Earl Puli was involved. You must know that Earl Puli was someone the fourth prince relied heavily on, and he was not comparable to a baron.