"Master, try this, the new dim sum in the capital, sweet but not greasy, crispy skin, maybe you will like it." In the comfortable carriage, the handsome-looking little man half-knelt in front of the man, and served a box of delicate snacks with great care.

The other, equally good-looking, sat on his knees, thumping the man's leg with just the right amount of force.

Since contacting her cousin as the prince's daughter, Jiang Mengzhen's life is better.

His usual dressing box was delivered, and several of the servants who were serving him in the house, along with the two shadow guards who were in charge of his safety, were also sent over.

Food, clothing, and service, even the interior of the carriage has been transformed, although the outside is still unpretentious, but inside it is covered with soft cushions, smoked incense burners, and a chaise longe, and it is not swaying on the bumpy road.

He is tired of dealing with things, and there are people who are responsible for pinching his muscles and bones, which is naturally not as comfortable as the house in the capital, but it is definitely much more comfortable than Hao Cheng's small broken house.

Jiang Mengzhen, who was enjoying with his eyes closed, didn't lift his eyelids: "Take it out and enjoy it."

"This snack was specially ordered by the princess of the world to be delivered." Mo Qing, who had a very beautiful face, quickly burst into tears, looking pitiful and weak.

The little guy who beat Jiang Mengzhen's legs opened his mouth and scolded: "The master is not a daughter of the world, and I can't appreciate your delicate appearance." If you go out to reward, you will do it obediently, pretend to be pitiful to anyone, and get out quickly. ”

He married into the General's Mansion with Jiang Mengzhen back then, and he was trusted by Jiang Mengzhen, and he was also a first-class servant, so he was naturally qualified to reprimand Mo Qing as a third-class servant.

Jiang Mengzhen didn't say anything, Mo Qing put away his tears, bit his lip and went out with the snack box.

When Mo Qing, who was delivering snacks, got out of the carriage and went to the back, Jiang Mengzhen spoke: "You have a knife mouth."

Zhulu changed his side and kneaded: "The slave is a knife mouth tofu heart, it's not because the master has a good heart, if I don't be spicy, won't I let you be bullied by this kind of little prodigal hoof." I don't know which tendon is growing wrong, and I dare to show off in front of you. This is good that the one is long gone, otherwise looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he can hook people's souls. I don't know what the daughter of the world thinks, but she chose such a bastard person. ”

Although the master of his family has no intention of women, it is the old master and the former young wife who he doesn't want to mention, Jiang Mengzhen has no interest in men, no matter how you look at it, it can't be a broken sleeve.

"My cousin probably thinks that he serves well, Hengzhu is not my person, and he will return the person back to Beijing." Jiang Mengzhen chuckled lowly, and changed the topic in one sentence, "I've been away from the house for the past few days, how is the situation in the capital?" ”

Although his cousin Bingxin is smart, he can't care about his marriage to a foreign man, and the information in the letterhead sent is too little.

Zhulu sighed: "When the master was not in the house, the old lady always wanted to take back the housekeeper's rights, and there was no one in our house who could resist the old lady, so the housekeeper was reluctant to hand over the power."

Jiang Mengzhen was still squinting, and his hand was tapping the handle of the recliner extremely rhythmically.

Seeing this, the latter said: "It doesn't matter if you hand it over, anyway, the things on the surface of the house are just beautiful, but the people in the house are worried about you, and everyone has the backbone when you go back."

Jiang Mengzhen didn't say anything, and only said after a while: "It will take some time to return to Beijing, and people will have to pay it back after suffering losses."

"Who is so bold as to let you suffer?"

Zhu Lu was curious, when the master of his family was still the son of the boudoir, few people could make him suffer.

is Jiang Mengzhen's stepfather, the father on his name, with good means and good heart, but he only succeeded in pitting his master once, and he suffered greater revenge afterwards, and now he can't even give birth to a child, and he can only watch his wife, and the little waiter in one room after another carries him to the house.

He didn't know that Jiang Mengzhen was chased and fell off the cliff, the group of killers had already been dealt with cleanly, and it stands to reason that the other party was dead, and there was no talk of revenge.

He really couldn't think of anyone so bold as to dare to tease his master.

Thinking of Hao Cheng's appearance, Jiang Mengzhen smiled with his eyebrows: "It's nothing, it's just a weak scholar who is bold and reckless." When he found it, he asked people to go to the house to be a cook. He missed Hao Cheng a little and missed her craftsmanship.

The things made by the scholar are not peerless delicacies, but the taste unexpectedly appeals to his appetite.

A gentleman is far away from cooking, how can a woman who reads be a lowly cook. I don't know what the scholar offended the master, Jiang Mengzhen smiled, and Zhulu felt a little more sympathy for the scholar he had never met.

After all, in the capital, no matter how famous the cooking skills are, they can't be respected by scholars, and those women pay the most attention to reputation, if they are pedantic, they will kill themselves in shame and anger.

Hao Cheng, who was far away in Mingzhou City, sneezed a few times in succession, and almost didn't drop the gift from his new neighbor to the ground.

She smiled and said embarrassedly to the woman in front of her, "Maybe I'm a little cold, I'm sorry." I like the things you sent, I also moved here not long ago, and I am not familiar with this Mingzhou City, so please take care of it. ”

The tall woman in front of her smiled: "It's nothing, I just rented this place to live, let me introduce, my name is Qiao Mu, I am twenty years old, and I have not yet married a husband."

Hao Cheng smiled: "Then I'm two years younger than you, just call me Hao Cheng."

"I just said that I haven't married a husband yet, should I also say that Sister Xian is her own situation?"

Do you have to bring the marriage situation to introduce yourself, Hao Cheng felt a little strange, but still said: "I haven't been married yet."

The woman's eyes lit up: "Is there a sweetheart then?"

How does it feel like being a matchmaker, but I've never seen such a young matchmaker. Hao Cheng frowned: "You don't need to talk about this matter, if you don't have anything else, I'll go in first."

Seeing Hao Cheng turn around to leave, the woman hurriedly stopped her: "Wait...... wait"

"Just curious to ask, I have no malicious intent, you must not take it to heart. In this way, I will treat you, and if you can't make amends, go to Yueyang Tower! You can eat as much as you want, I'll pay! ”

Yueyanglou is the best restaurant in Mingzhou City, ordering the most expensive table of dishes, a meal can eat fifty taels of silver, and the minimum consumption is also several taels. Hao Cheng has the heart to investigate the local food culture, but he is reluctant to waste that money.

Seeing her look, Qiao Mu added: "If you feel embarrassed, help my sister clean up the house when you come back!"

Qiao Mu was dressed luxuriously, and the gifts he gave to his neighbors were also expensive, and the moving formation looked like a rich man, Hao Cheng hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked into the house.

The new neighbor in the back shouted behind her, "Don't go, I'm wrong!"

Hao Cheng turned his head and smiled brightly: "You go get the silver, I'll lock the door."

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