spring cloud warm

Chapter 406
As the weather was getting hotter in May, Director Bai had people make many colorful boats and put them in the lotus pond, decorated with calamus and wormwood, not only in keeping with the Dragon Boat Festival, but also afraid that Cen Yunchu would get bored of seeing the same scenery all day long.

"Master, it's time for us to eat. Do you want to eat here or go back to your room?" When there is nothing else to do, Manager Bai will serve in person, for fear that others will not be considerate enough.

"Go back!" Cen Yunchu stood up, she was a little tired after sitting here for a long time.

"Master, please slow down, be careful of the steps under your feet, let the old servant help you!" Manager Bai hurriedly followed, fearing that Cen Yunchu might make a mistake.

If this little ancestor loses a hair or scratches his flesh, the hidden guards who are hiding will report it.

He can't afford it.

Since the man brought a cook last time, Cen Yunchu no longer only eats two or three bites of each meal as before.

One is that she promised the man to take good care of her body, and the other is that the food cooked by the cook really suits her taste.

"Look, master, how cute the little rice dumplings are today," Director Bai said, pointing to the plate of various kinds of rice dumplings on the table, "this old servant has washed his hands, peeling some for you to taste."

Although there are thirty or forty rice dumplings on this plate, each one is only not much bigger than a man's finger belly.It's not like eating, but more like playing.

There are five and six corners, seven and eight corners, and even nine and twelve corners.

There are also different kinds of leaves wrapped in zongzi. After peeling off, there are sweet and salty, yellow rice, glutinous rice, and purple rice.

It is either wrapped with a half-curved crescent egg yolk, or embedded with a small lotus seed.

Others are sandwiched with money ham and wrapped in crispy cheese.

"These rice dumplings are cooked separately to ensure that there is no smell. Does the master like sweet-scented osmanthus honey? Or put some plum blossom sugar?" Boss Bai has the ability to serve others.

Every zongzi is peeled completely and beautifully. How to put the spoons and chopsticks, how to hold the plate and serve the bowl, and even peel a fruit, can be peeled off.

Cen Yunchu ate a glistening green rice dumpling with the aroma of wormwood.

That feeling of déjà vu reappeared.

"Master, what's wrong with this? Is the taste wrong?" Director Bai's ability to observe facial expressions is top-notch, and he noticed it after a slight pause from Cen Yunchu.

"Can you call this cook over? I want to see him." Cen Yunchu stopped eating.

No matter how delicious the food was, she never ate only [-]% full.

"Look at what you said, this place belongs to you the most. Whoever you want to see, you have to call him here immediately." Mr. Bai said and called a maid to come.

"Go and call Chef Li over and say that the master wants to see him. Tell him to change his clothes, and don't let the smoke and smoke smoke the master." Manager Bai ordered.

After a while, the servant girl came in with an old man about 60 years old.

After the man came in, he stood far away to pay his respects.

"Come closer to the master's words." Director Bai reminded him to go further.

"Where are you from?" Cen Yunchu asked him.

"The old slave is from Yingzhou. He left his hometown since he was a child." The man lowered his head and answered Cen Yunchu's question very respectfully.

"How do you know my taste?" Cen Yunchu was very curious, even the cook of Cen's family may not be able to cook every meal to her taste, "Look up and let me see."

"The old slave is just working hard, it's rare for the master to like it. The old slave looks ugly, please forgive the offense." The cook raised his head slightly after speaking.

Cen Yunchu took a closer look, and he probably didn't know him.

But the man couldn't help crying after he glanced at Cen Yunchu, he just tried his best to hold back.

"The mugwort rice dumplings you made are delicious. It's the festival. Let me give you a ring!" Cen Yunchu said, taking off the ring on his hand and giving it to him.

"This old servant is terrified. It is my blessing to serve the master. How can I ask for a reward." The cook dared not take it.

"Master rewarded you, so you can take it! Just take care of it more carefully in the future." Boss Bai said, "Is the soup here?"

"Here we come, here we come." The maid hurriedly brought the prepared soup to the table.

"Zongzi is not easy to digest, so the old slave made a soup with burnt yam." The cook said hurriedly.

Scorched crumbs are crushed slightly fried rice, put together with yam, add a little sugar and simmer slowly, the most is to warm the stomach and eliminate food.

Cen Yunchu drank another half a bowl of soup, rinsed his mouth and hands, and finished his meal.

"Master, don't just sleep, let's go down to the porch, how about teasing the sparrow and the warbler?" Boss Bai saw that Cen Yunchu was somewhat sleepy, and was afraid that she would sleep and accumulate food after eating.

Cen Yunchu didn't want to move, but Director Bai said, "Get up early and prepare paint, paper and pens, master might as well draw a few strokes."

Cen Yunchu looked at the pen and paper on the desk next to him, he hadn't grabbed a pen for a long time.

Walk over slowly, pick up a pen, draw a few strokes on the paper, and a bluegrass will appear on the paper with wind and rhyme.

Before finishing the painting, she suddenly frowned, put the brush aside, and refused to draw any more.

She can't get used to it unconsciously. If she wants to leave here, she must not compromise.

After all, Chen Yunchu was taking a nap, and Mr. Bai came out with the unfinished painting.

There is also a small notebook in his arms, which records Cen Yunchu's diet and daily life every day.

Including what kind of makeup you put on, what kind of clothes you wore, what you said, and how long you stayed there.Write it down no matter how big or small it is.

"This is for the past three days, you can send it out." Mr. Bai said to one of his attendants, "Be careful, don't get wrinkled."

Cen Yun didn't wake up until the evening, and the weather was hot, so he had to take a bath after a nap every day.

By the time everything is cleared up, the sun is about to set.

Manager Bai came in with a smile all over his face, followed by several people holding several large trays full of pearls, jade, and agate crystals.

"Master asked someone to send this. I heard that you ate well and slept well these days, but I'm so happy. These are all rewards."

Cen Yunchu took a look at those gold and jewelry shells, the man was so bold that he would bring these things to her every now and then.

She hated it from the bottom of her heart, what's the use of giving a prisoner more treasures?I can't take it out.

But today she changed her mind, she wanted to be obedient and be his slave.

If you don't want it yourself, you have to test it, and test how far he can tolerate it.

"Bai Fu, ask someone to carry these things and follow me."

The weather was hot, and Cen Yunchu's evening makeup was very cool.

The towering goddess bun made her face even more noble.

The tulle collar couldn't hide the long and graceful neck at all.

The sleeves were purposely made shorter, and the cinnabar marks on the wrists were as red as blood, every time Mr. Bai looked at them, his heart shuddered.

"It's rare that master is interested. Where are we going?" Manager Bai asked hurriedly.

"Feed the fish." Cen Yunchu didn't turn his head.

(End of this chapter)