Chapter 70. Bounty

In the early morning of the next day, Jing Wu was woken up by Bai Xianyu, but when he woke up, he still felt tired.

Last night, she remembered that she had been waiting for her father and Luwu to come back, waiting and waiting as if she had fallen asleep on her stomach on the table?

But she's awakened in her room now, so they're back.

On the other side, looking at Jing Wu's misty appearance that had just woken up, Bai Xianyu's heart was a little unbalanced, but she got up early in the morning and went to Yanhe Hall to ask for peace.

Although I deliberately waited to see Bai Jitong's jokes.

Thinking of Bai Jitong's training when he asked for peace, Bai Xianyu couldn't help but be happy, but he pretended to lean out mysteriously and came to Jing Wu's side and said.

"Hey, Jingwu, do you know what happened last night?"

Jing Wu was subconsciously stunned, turned his head to look at Bai Xianyu, and said suddenly, "What happened?" ”

Bai Xianyu was stunned by Jing Wu's reaction, and subconsciously leaned back a little.

"This is a bit of a, Jing Wu, why do you react so much...... "At the moment, I first told Jing Wu about the love and hatred between Bai Jitong, Sun Xiangming and Tsing Yi last night, plus my own subjective inference, as well as some false rumors.

Jing Wu listened to Bai Xianyu's relay, and roughly understood what was going on, but she always felt a little strange, just this farce-like thing, did her father need to be so solemn?

"My father, and Luwu, did you see it when you came, Miss Twelve?"

Bai Xianyu, who was still chattering, said "ah", suddenly a little stuck, then pursed his lips, simply got up from Jing Wu's bedside, walked to the door, pushed open Jing Wu's door, and asked Han Zi and Han Indigo who were waiting outside.

"Were the big butler and Luwu there when we came?"

Han Zi lowered her head and thought about it, but Han Di just shook her head for a moment, and then replied, "Miss, when you come, there should be no one in the courtyard, our movement is very great, if the big housekeeper or Sister Luwu is here, we should have come out a long time ago." ”

Bai Xianyu said "oh" to Indigo, took a step back, and "snapped" to close Jingwu's door again.

"Jing Wu, this little housekeeper uncle and Luwu are not here on weekdays."

As he spoke, Bai Xianyu had returned to Jing Wu's bedside.

"Hehe, I'll tell you...... I really don't understand what Bai Jitong thinks in his head, on the one hand, he wants to accept that Tsing Yi as his aunt, and then on the other hand, he hooks up with the nasty essence of the Sun family. Tut-......tut, Jingwu, you don't know, Bai Jitong was trained miserably in the morning, not only his father trained him, but even his grandfather and grandmother trained him together, Bai Jitong was trained like a grandson, and he didn't dare to reply a word, it's so funny......"

Listening to Bai Xianyu's headless chatter, Jing Wu couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his head that was a little painful.

"The third young master was originally the grandson of the old lady and the old lady......"

Bai Xianyu paused, then "snorted", and said, "Jingwu, you are weird today!" ”

Jing Wu turned his head and saw a serious white pomelo, and said with a deep heart, "Well, I slept late yesterday, Miss Twelve, I'm going to get up." ”

"Oh"

"So what are you still doing here......"

"Huh? Do you want me to help you get dressed? But...... I'm not very good at ......."

Jing Wu looked at Bai Xianyu speechlessly, looking a little embarrassed. How big her heart would have to be for a six-year-old lady to serve her and dress.

"Miss Twelve, you go to the hall and wait for me for a while, I'll ......be fine soon."

Bai Xianyu realized that he had misunderstood what Jing Wu meant, but subconsciously asked, "Why?" ”

But looking at Jing Wu's speechless and helpless look, Bai Xianyu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll go out, I'll go out......"

But after taking a few steps, Bai Xianyu turned around again, "Jing Wu, what do you want to eat in the morning, you are freshening up, I will ask Hanzi to go to the big kitchen to bring it to you." ”

Jing Wu subconsciously wanted to say, no, Luwu should have breakfast for her.

But thinking that her father and Luwu might have been tripped up by something, Jing Wu sighed lightly, "Then trouble Hanzi, just help me get a few mixed noodles steamed buns." ”

"Mantou, I know, what kind of noodles are mixed noodles?" Bai Xianyu was puzzled.

Jing Wu was a little embarrassed to explain to Bai Xianyu what mixed noodles were, so he said, "I'll bring it later, Miss Twelve, don't you know." ”

Bai Xianyu pouted, "Okay, then you wash up, I'll go out and wait for you first." But as soon as the door was opened, Bai Xianyu turned around again, and said without giving up, "Do you want to let Han Di serve you, she will!" ”

Jing Wu waved her hand, signaling that she didn't need to, she would ...... herself

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Han Zi received Bai Xianyu's instructions and came to the big kitchen.

Before she could enter the door, she heard the noise in the large kitchen.

A slightly muffled voice, obviously quipping, "Hey, look at you, aren't you still a knead...... I thought you were going to be developed. ”

"Oh, don't make fun of Chef Dong, but Miss Twelve personally named and let the cooker." Another voice sounded helpful, but after a while, he continued, "It's just that, this messy thing made yesterday, I'm afraid that Miss Twelve and the eldest lady won't touch it, this eldest lady is also kind-hearted, such a messy dish was served on her own table, and the eldest lady didn't get angry, and sent someone to reprimand ......"

Han Zi heard these ridicules very well, not to mention now, she had heard a lot of such ridicule yesterday.

Standing outside the kitchen door, Han Zi subconsciously touched the two silver ingots of five taels in his arms, which were sent by Yan's mother when she got up this morning, and it was the reward that the eldest lady said yesterday that she wanted to reward Dong Xiaoan.

Unfortunately, she was only a custodian.

Stepping into the big kitchen, a group of cooks saw Hanzi and greeted him one after another.

But Han Zi just nodded and walked straight to Dong Xiaoan's case.

At this time, it is between breakfast and lunch, but whether it is breakfast or lunch, or dinner, Dong Xiaoan will always make steamed buns.

Han Zi stood still, Dong Xiaoan looked up at Han Zi, his expression was calm, he was very confident in his level.

He believed that as long as his dishes entered the mouth of the eldest lady or the twelfth lady yesterday, his life should be greatly changed, at least he didn't have to knead the dough every day.

Dong Xiaoan's gaze was too calm, which reminded Hanzi of the eldest lady.

"Give me a few mixed noodles steamed buns, Miss Twelve will ask for them." Contains purple channel.

Although Dong Xiaoan was puzzled, he still turned around according to his words, sandwiched a few freshly steamed steamed buns, loaded them and handed them to Han Zi.

Hanzi took the steamed bun, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mrs., let you continue to make yesterday's soup, Miss Twelve wants to eat yesterday's meatballs." ”

As he spoke, Han Zi took out a silver ingot and continued to Dong Xiaoan, "This is given to you by Madame." ”

Hanzi put down the silver ingot and left, but just after taking a few steps, he slowed down his steps, struggled inwardly for a moment, turned around again, and said to Dong Xiaoan, who had already lowered his head and kneaded his dough again.

"You can make two more dishes."

With that, Fei also left the big kitchen.

And in the big kitchen at this moment, everyone fell into silence as early as when Han Zi took out five taels of silver to reward Dong Xiaoan.

That's five taels of silver, the best cook in the big kitchen, only one tael of silver a month.

The cooks and assistant cooks were all boiling, changing their previous ridicule, and they all congratulated Dong Xiaoan with a smile, as if they had taken the reward themselves.

Only Dong Xiaoan, who completely turned a deaf ear to everyone's compliments, continued to knead his dough.

He deserves it.