Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 198 Xiangfu Kitchen, Fighting Against 2
"The kitchen of the Prime Minister's Mansion has always been under my control. Within my jurisdiction, it is naturally my domain. Doesn't Miss Fifth even know about this?" Mother Zhao pressed on to Murong Jingxue's door step by step. in front of.

Murong Jingxue took a big step back, wiped the saliva that someone sprayed on her face with a handkerchief in disgust, and said coldly, "Mother Zhao is wrong, this is the territory of the Xiangfu, and You are just a servant invited by my father to cook for our family. My father asked you to stay and help manage the kitchen after you cooked for the Xiangfu for most of your life. Please recognize your identity. "

"You..." Zhao Mama looked at Murong Jingxue angrily, she was really eloquent, no wonder Qingshan fell into her hands.

"Mother Zhao has a problem with what I said?" Murong Jingxue asked deliberately when she saw that she was looking at him with eyes that wanted to eat her, knowing that she was wronged for her son.

"Why is Fifth Miss here?" Mammy Zhao knew that she couldn't take advantage of this topic, so she quickly changed the topic and asked with her head raised.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to tell the person in charge of the kitchen what I'm going to eat tonight." Murong Jingxue smiled lazily, brushed her hair, and waited for Mother Zhao's answer.

Zhao Nanny looked at Murong Jingxue contemptuously when she heard the words, "Fifth Miss's meal has already been prepared."

"Oh? Really? It's all ready, where is it?"

"It's right here." Nanny Zhao pointed her fat hand towards the corner of the kitchen and hummed.

Murong Jingxue followed Mother Zhao's hand and looked towards the corner, where there were several bowls of white rice and two bowls of vegetables, but judging from the appearance of the vegetables, it should be left over from noon, and the white rice was also very strange. Fresh look.

"Mother Zhao, that's the lunch meal, how can I let Miss Wu eat it?" Aunt Liu, who was working next to her, said unconvincingly, "Those meals are leftovers from the girls in the kitchen at noon, and they are to be taken. To dump it."

"Shut up, I'm talking to Miss Fifth, when is it your turn to intervene?" Zhao Mama shouted angrily at Aunt Liu, "Besides, this is leftover from noon, not from yesterday. Why can't you eat it?"

Looking sideways at the other people, seeing them all watching the excitement, he cursed, "Do you all have nothing to do? If you have nothing to do, find something to do, don't be afraid to stand there like a wooden stake Like."

Seeing that Nanny Zhao got mad, all the people started to work in a hurry. They all knew this Nanny Zhao's temper, plus she was in a bad mood these days because of her son's affairs, so she would take them all the time. The people under his hands vented their anger, and everyone dared not offend.

Aunt Liu lowered her head, doing her own work, arguing with Mammy Zhao, and she was the one who suffered in the end.

The corner of Murong Jingxue's mouth twitched into a sneer, let me eat leftovers, you still think I'm that fool from before.

"Fifth Miss, although this is the leftover meal at noon, it is still a meal, isn't it? Some leftovers are good to eat, and you are still picky. Now, you are living a good life. If you let this In the past, let alone leftovers, I would be thankful to have a steamed bun to eat." Zhao mama clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking very virtuous.

Hearing this, Murong Jingxue smiled, "Mother Zhao is indeed a very thrifty person, it is a great fortune for the Prime Minister's House to invite such a thrifty person like you to manage the kitchen."

(End of this chapter)