Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 95 Prepare to tease her

Ding Shitou was busy in the kitchen for a while, and the two cooks beside him were dumbfounded and didn't dare to say anything.

With this stone for cooking, the young master's mouth is so sloppy, will he still eat their cooking in the future?Will their jobs be lost...

Ding Shitou didn't know what other people were thinking, she just wanted to make Zhao Jian happy quickly, so she begged him to let her go home, don't lock her up here.

The second time she entered Zhao's mansion, she figured it out, the mansion looked small and easy to wander around, and there were many servants who were newly recruited, but Zhao Jian's side was well protected.

Invisible does not mean non-existent.

She is considered an old world, how can she not understand this truth?
So now she has no "interest" in Zhao Jian at all, she just hopes to leave quickly without any further involvement.

This morning, she served her with good food, drinks and good words, and she even talked about her "sad life experience".

If someone took advantage of her weakness, she can't be blamed for being cowardly.

Soon, the four dishes and one soup were ready, and twelve more pancakes were spread out in the gap, which were crispy potato pancakes, shepherd's purse omelet pancakes, minced shallot pancakes, and plain sesame pancakes.

"Shitou, you can even enter a restaurant as a cook with your skills, but being a servant is really overkill." Mrs. Lin boasted fiercely, swallowing her saliva.

It's a pity that this child can't be her godson.

Ding Shitou chuckled and said that the son was waiting to eat, so he left with the tray. It was really difficult to respond to Mrs. Lin's topic.

Of course, no one dared to try the young master's food, let alone Han Yiqing was still outside the kitchen.

This ferocious servant, but no one dared to treat him as a servant, because he was someone close to the young master.

These servants recruited in Hangcheng didn't know where the young master came from, so they didn't dare to make mistakes.

Ding Shishitou came out of the kitchen, gave Han Yiqing a glance, and walked away arrogantly holding the tray with his head held high.

Four dishes, one soup, and twelve pancakes were used. She used a large tray, but she held it effortlessly, and the wind was blowing under her feet when she walked, which made Han Yiqing stare.

Obviously, the master kindly asked him to help serve the dishes, but there was no room for him to do anything?
Zhao Jian was already sitting at the table drinking tea leisurely, waiting for his meal.

"Stir-fried pork with pickled peppers, fresh bamboo shoots fried with garlic, sweet and sour crucian carp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, tofu and shepherd's purse meatball soup." Ding Shishitou put the tray on the table and started introducing it non-stop.

He looks like a tavern owner, trying to sell his unique dishes to customers, and of course there are four types of pancakes.

"It's more presentable than breakfast." Zhao Jian raised his eyebrows and said, the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

"Thank you for your compliment, and I look forward to your reward!"

Ding Shitou immediately said something with a smile on his face, his eyes sparkled at the pile of loose money beside Zhao Jian's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This guy was already prepared, but he was just going to tease her!

"Reward." Before Zhao Jian picked up the chopsticks, he touched the pile of money and grabbed a handful, then handed it to Ding Shishitou.

"Thank you, my lord." Ding Shitou was afraid that he would let go of his hand, so he quickly stretched out his hands to take it, without forgetting to thank him.

"My lord, you should try the dishes. Except for fish, you should be careful of fish bones, and you can eat other dishes without worry."

Ding Shitou reminded while putting the coppers into the money bag for loose money.

In addition to the reward money for making breakfast, it was already bulging, and I only regretted that I didn't ask Mrs. Lin for a cloth bag just now.

Who knew that the young master had such a quirk of being "so stingy" that he had to pay a dozen or dozens of coins for a reward?

(End of this chapter)