Chapter 1289
Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 16
Chapter 1289 Willing to Be an Ugly Girl 16
A Ling was stunned, but the person in charge came back to her senses first, and shouted to the back: "Did you hear that? Tell me if you hear it! Who else wants to be punished?"
Miss Zunzi had already beaten one, and she didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard the screams.If she's going to kill, that's for sure.
As the daughter of the Fujiwara family, killing someone is nothing.I only blame those two slaves, they are too stupid, and they don't even look at whose daughter they want to find trouble.
So all the servants in the village said that they knew it with fear.
First, he beat all the people in the village with a killing stick, and then Xining turned to say: "The six were sent by my mother, and I dare not make you too tired. I am currently living in Chunxiyuan , there are enough people on hand, the remaining Xiayuyuan, Qiuyeyuan, Xuemeiyuan, you six will go to each place with two people, and take care of the management together with the original small steward."
After the six people heard this, they didn't dare to say no. After all, they were sent by Mrs. Mingzi to follow, and the lady just obeyed.
Xining smiled: "Then it will be troublesome. The three divisions will take the six people to get acquainted with each other, so that they can help and take care of each other in the future. The chief supervisor will stay, and the others will leave!"
A Ling and everyone who knew in their hearts knew that the person sent by Mrs. Mingzi was "placed" in just one moment.
It is up to you to say that you are assisting in managing affairs, but in fact you want to fight for power or enjoy a peaceful life.Anyway, all the trouble was thrown to the small stewards everywhere, and it seemed that there was a lot of trouble in the future.
Of course A Ling was happy. The six old people who were at Mrs. Mingzi's place were not easy-going. If they stayed with the young lady, she would definitely be led by the nose.
All the servants tremblingly left with their heads bowed and their waists slightly bent.Some had their legs so weak that they almost didn't fall when they walked.
Xining looked up, it was about three o'clock, the sun had already set in the west, but there was still more than an hour before dark.
"The weather is fine today. The manager will take me for a walk and let me see Zhuangzi." She raised her hand, and A Ling immediately went up to help her up.
The chief steward smiled: "This Zhuangzi is neither big nor small. The yard and house are not too big, but the mountains, rivers and fields around the outside are all marked inside. I don't know where the lady should look first?"
Seeing that the young lady was hesitating, the chief steward put on his courage and suggested: "Just now I heard that the young lady is going to live in this hotel, so let's take a look at this place first, and the old slave can take the young lady to see Zhuangzi at any time in the future."
"That's good! Let's take a look at this house first." Xining thought for a while, "Is there a kitchen here?"
The chief steward was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "This Zhuangzi has one in the southeast, one in the north, and one in the north. There are four courtyards in total. Except for Xuemei Courtyard, which has a small kitchen, there are no others."
Xining said thoughtfully: "Because I'm afraid that the food will be cold in winter, so there is only a small kitchen in Xuemei Courtyard."
"Miss is really very smart, the old slave guessed it before she said it." The chief manager immediately flattered her.
There is no kitchen in this yard, Xining felt a little regretful, and then said: "Then take me to the main kitchen to have a look."
"Yes, yes! Miss, please follow the old slave, and the old slave will lead the way." The chief steward spoke and acted very respectfully, but in fact he kept drumming in his heart. This time, it depends on the kitchen. This Miss Zunzi is probably the first one. .
So the maids surrounded and followed, followed by eleven servants with knives, and marched towards the kitchen in a mighty way.
Before reaching the kitchen, I smelled the smell of food.The aroma is not so good, maybe the steamed white rice can be called fragrant, but the others don't seem to taste very good.
When the servants in the kitchen came back from the yard, they all rolled up their sleeves, tied them up with cloth, and hurriedly prepared dinner.
This is Miss Zunzi's first meal at the village, so don't mess it up.When the two slaves were late, they received twenty boards; if they were late for dinner, they didn't know how many boards would be needed to appease her.
When Miss Zun, who was dressed gorgeously, appeared in the kitchen, all the cooks and cooks were stunned. There was a carrot cutter who almost cut his own hand.
When the chief manager saw it, he immediately squinted his eyes and scolded in a low voice: "What's going on? Be careful, get your kid's dirty blood on the radish, and be careful of the skin on your body!"
Xining stepped on clogs, walked slowly and watched: "What's for dinner tonight?"
A Ling tugged at the back of her dress, for fear that the gorgeous long dress would get dirty on the floor.
For a while, the kitchen was silent, and all the cooks and cooks knelt there.
The chief steward looked left and right, and they were all kneeling. He didn't see a face, but he saw a head: "Come out and answer!"
The little steward in the kitchen hurriedly replied: "Miss Zunzi, what I prepared for Miss Zunzi is the best white rice, fried fish, bamboo shoots, radish and seaweed soup. The bamboo shoots are freshly picked from the mountain, so taste fresh. The fish is from the nearby river. It was fished out this morning, and after being raised for a day, the silt smell has gone."
Hehe, the food here is better than the food in the city, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Xining walked to the side, raised his hand and opened the lid of the pot, and the meat was still cooking inside.
The chief steward immediately yelled: "Miss, forgive me! Come here quickly, take this pot out, don't stain your eyes."
The little steward wanted to get up, but He Nai's legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, so he could only continue to kneel in fear.
It's not dirty, the meat is cooking in the pot, the broth is bubbling, a unique smell of pork wafts out, and the mouth waters immediately.
"It's all for food, you see it when you see it, what's the crime?" Xining put the lid on: "Who ate this?"
The chief steward replied, "This is for the servants to eat."
Tears, nobles can't eat meat; but servants have to eat meat because they need to work and warriors need strength to protect them.
Whoever wants to be this nobleman should go, she wants to eat meat!
But not today, on the first day, too many things can't happen.
Xining turned around, and was attracted by the freshly baked snacks on a desk.This is a small snack similar to a small flower roll. It should be sandwiched with bean paste and made into a small spiral circle.All on a flat ceramic dish, there are about twenty of them.
"Is this for me?" Xining asked.
"Yes, Miss Zun." The little steward lowered his head and replied, at this time he finally regained his courage, and when he raised his head, he froze.
Miss Zun picked up the whole plate and was already chewing in her mouth: "Well, the taste is not bad. Since it's given to me, I'll take it away first, and bring it over when dinner is ready."
The little steward gaped, watching Miss Zun turn and leave, walking and eating, looking happy.
After all the people had left and there was only one person in the kitchen, the cook who was in charge of making dim sum said, "This is for 10 people. What kind of dim sum are we serving for dinner?"
Miss Zunzi, plus three personal maids and six maids sent by Mrs. Mingzi, there are ten people in total.Put two on each plate, put them on the dinner table and send them together.
It's all over now, Miss Zunzi took away all the snacks in the evening.
The little steward rolled his eyes: "You ask me, who should I ask? Just do it quickly."
This dinner is about to be opened, and there is no time to steam the noodles.The cook had a bitter face: "If you don't make pickled vegetable rice balls, there will still be rice."
"Then do it, do it quickly." The little steward wiped the sweat on the back of his hand.Is Miss Zunzi inspecting the kitchen?Conveniently, the snacks for ten people were taken away.
(End of this chapter)
A Ling was stunned, but the person in charge came back to her senses first, and shouted to the back: "Did you hear that? Tell me if you hear it! Who else wants to be punished?"
Miss Zunzi had already beaten one, and she didn't even raise her eyelids when she heard the screams.If she's going to kill, that's for sure.
As the daughter of the Fujiwara family, killing someone is nothing.I only blame those two slaves, they are too stupid, and they don't even look at whose daughter they want to find trouble.
So all the servants in the village said that they knew it with fear.
First, he beat all the people in the village with a killing stick, and then Xining turned to say: "The six were sent by my mother, and I dare not make you too tired. I am currently living in Chunxiyuan , there are enough people on hand, the remaining Xiayuyuan, Qiuyeyuan, Xuemeiyuan, you six will go to each place with two people, and take care of the management together with the original small steward."
After the six people heard this, they didn't dare to say no. After all, they were sent by Mrs. Mingzi to follow, and the lady just obeyed.
Xining smiled: "Then it will be troublesome. The three divisions will take the six people to get acquainted with each other, so that they can help and take care of each other in the future. The chief supervisor will stay, and the others will leave!"
A Ling and everyone who knew in their hearts knew that the person sent by Mrs. Mingzi was "placed" in just one moment.
It is up to you to say that you are assisting in managing affairs, but in fact you want to fight for power or enjoy a peaceful life.Anyway, all the trouble was thrown to the small stewards everywhere, and it seemed that there was a lot of trouble in the future.
Of course A Ling was happy. The six old people who were at Mrs. Mingzi's place were not easy-going. If they stayed with the young lady, she would definitely be led by the nose.
All the servants tremblingly left with their heads bowed and their waists slightly bent.Some had their legs so weak that they almost didn't fall when they walked.
Xining looked up, it was about three o'clock, the sun had already set in the west, but there was still more than an hour before dark.
"The weather is fine today. The manager will take me for a walk and let me see Zhuangzi." She raised her hand, and A Ling immediately went up to help her up.
The chief steward smiled: "This Zhuangzi is neither big nor small. The yard and house are not too big, but the mountains, rivers and fields around the outside are all marked inside. I don't know where the lady should look first?"
Seeing that the young lady was hesitating, the chief steward put on his courage and suggested: "Just now I heard that the young lady is going to live in this hotel, so let's take a look at this place first, and the old slave can take the young lady to see Zhuangzi at any time in the future."
"That's good! Let's take a look at this house first." Xining thought for a while, "Is there a kitchen here?"
The chief steward was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "This Zhuangzi has one in the southeast, one in the north, and one in the north. There are four courtyards in total. Except for Xuemei Courtyard, which has a small kitchen, there are no others."
Xining said thoughtfully: "Because I'm afraid that the food will be cold in winter, so there is only a small kitchen in Xuemei Courtyard."
"Miss is really very smart, the old slave guessed it before she said it." The chief manager immediately flattered her.
There is no kitchen in this yard, Xining felt a little regretful, and then said: "Then take me to the main kitchen to have a look."
"Yes, yes! Miss, please follow the old slave, and the old slave will lead the way." The chief steward spoke and acted very respectfully, but in fact he kept drumming in his heart. This time, it depends on the kitchen. This Miss Zunzi is probably the first one. .
So the maids surrounded and followed, followed by eleven servants with knives, and marched towards the kitchen in a mighty way.
Before reaching the kitchen, I smelled the smell of food.The aroma is not so good, maybe the steamed white rice can be called fragrant, but the others don't seem to taste very good.
When the servants in the kitchen came back from the yard, they all rolled up their sleeves, tied them up with cloth, and hurriedly prepared dinner.
This is Miss Zunzi's first meal at the village, so don't mess it up.When the two slaves were late, they received twenty boards; if they were late for dinner, they didn't know how many boards would be needed to appease her.
When Miss Zun, who was dressed gorgeously, appeared in the kitchen, all the cooks and cooks were stunned. There was a carrot cutter who almost cut his own hand.
When the chief manager saw it, he immediately squinted his eyes and scolded in a low voice: "What's going on? Be careful, get your kid's dirty blood on the radish, and be careful of the skin on your body!"
Xining stepped on clogs, walked slowly and watched: "What's for dinner tonight?"
A Ling tugged at the back of her dress, for fear that the gorgeous long dress would get dirty on the floor.
For a while, the kitchen was silent, and all the cooks and cooks knelt there.
The chief steward looked left and right, and they were all kneeling. He didn't see a face, but he saw a head: "Come out and answer!"
The little steward in the kitchen hurriedly replied: "Miss Zunzi, what I prepared for Miss Zunzi is the best white rice, fried fish, bamboo shoots, radish and seaweed soup. The bamboo shoots are freshly picked from the mountain, so taste fresh. The fish is from the nearby river. It was fished out this morning, and after being raised for a day, the silt smell has gone."
Hehe, the food here is better than the food in the city, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Xining walked to the side, raised his hand and opened the lid of the pot, and the meat was still cooking inside.
The chief steward immediately yelled: "Miss, forgive me! Come here quickly, take this pot out, don't stain your eyes."
The little steward wanted to get up, but He Nai's legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, so he could only continue to kneel in fear.
It's not dirty, the meat is cooking in the pot, the broth is bubbling, a unique smell of pork wafts out, and the mouth waters immediately.
"It's all for food, you see it when you see it, what's the crime?" Xining put the lid on: "Who ate this?"
The chief steward replied, "This is for the servants to eat."
Tears, nobles can't eat meat; but servants have to eat meat because they need to work and warriors need strength to protect them.
Whoever wants to be this nobleman should go, she wants to eat meat!
But not today, on the first day, too many things can't happen.
Xining turned around, and was attracted by the freshly baked snacks on a desk.This is a small snack similar to a small flower roll. It should be sandwiched with bean paste and made into a small spiral circle.All on a flat ceramic dish, there are about twenty of them.
"Is this for me?" Xining asked.
"Yes, Miss Zun." The little steward lowered his head and replied, at this time he finally regained his courage, and when he raised his head, he froze.
Miss Zun picked up the whole plate and was already chewing in her mouth: "Well, the taste is not bad. Since it's given to me, I'll take it away first, and bring it over when dinner is ready."
The little steward gaped, watching Miss Zun turn and leave, walking and eating, looking happy.
After all the people had left and there was only one person in the kitchen, the cook who was in charge of making dim sum said, "This is for 10 people. What kind of dim sum are we serving for dinner?"
Miss Zunzi, plus three personal maids and six maids sent by Mrs. Mingzi, there are ten people in total.Put two on each plate, put them on the dinner table and send them together.
It's all over now, Miss Zunzi took away all the snacks in the evening.
The little steward rolled his eyes: "You ask me, who should I ask? Just do it quickly."
This dinner is about to be opened, and there is no time to steam the noodles.The cook had a bitter face: "If you don't make pickled vegetable rice balls, there will still be rice."
"Then do it, do it quickly." The little steward wiped the sweat on the back of his hand.Is Miss Zunzi inspecting the kitchen?Conveniently, the snacks for ten people were taken away.
(End of this chapter)