Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Just after dinner in the evening, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

The one who opened the door was Xiaohua, who happened to be nearby. Outside the door was the fat butcher Zhang.

Butcher Zhang is tall and strong, but he likes to be clean, and his short brown clothes are always neat and tidy.

Tao girl.

This call made Xiaohua stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted and said, Brother Zhang, what's the matter?

Butcher Zhang scratched his head and handed over a large piece of pork wrapped in lotus leaves.

I'm so sorry that our fat family always eats at your house. Please accept this bit of pork as a thank you.

Xiaohua refused again and again, This is impossible. One or two meals is nothing.

Xiaohua still knows that most of the people in this alley are not rich. A pound of pork costs more than ten yuan, and many families need to eat it for several days.

You can keep it if you are told. If you don't keep it, you are looking down on our family.

Within a few words, Butcher Zhang became rude without changing his nature. After saying that, he glanced at Xiaohua with some anxiety, and was relieved when he saw that she didn't show any disgust.

this……

Sister Tao, our family sells pork, so sincerely it doesn't matter, just think of it as thank you for taking care of our fat family.

Thank you, Brother Zhang.

Xiaohua took the lotus leaf bag and saw that Butcher Zhang hadn't left yet, so she asked, Brother Zhang, is there anything else?

No, no more...

Then I'll go in first. Xiaohua said politely, then turned around and went in to close the door.

Butcher Zhang was left standing at the door, stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

Zhao Da was drinking in the room, and Zhao San walked in.

Shift change?

Zhao San nodded and sat down opposite him. The two brothers drank a few cups, and Zhao San said: Just now, a man gave something to Madam.

The wine in Zhao Da's mouth spat out with a pop, and his expression was strange and nervous.

Who is so bold?!

Butcher Zhang in the alley. In contrast, Zhao San's expression was very calm.

What did you give me?

Pork, I heard he said it was thanks to Madam for always taking care of his little boy's meals.

Zhao Da then calmed down and cursed: You damn brat, you don't even speak the right words. I thought some man had some evil intentions towards my wife.

Zhao Da knew that the wife claimed to be a widow, and he also reported it to the government. I don’t know what His Highness’s expression will be.

He, Zhao Da, can't control His Highness's expression for the time being. He can only focus on what is in front of him, protecting his wife and young master, and of course protecting her from being harassed by men.

This is normal human interaction and friendship between neighbors.

Zhao San is a little ignorant of worldly affairs, Zhao Da is trying to teach him.

Well, in fact, none of them know much about the world. In the past, they just spent their days training hard or working with His Highness outside. They are all grown men. Who knows how ordinary people live their lives? Zhao Da also slowly learned a little bit after arriving here.

Zhao San nodded and said nothing. Since the boss said it was normal, he wouldn't say that there was something wrong with the expression on the butcher's face when he saw him standing at the door of Madam's house just now.

Maybe he saw it wrong? After all, the boss is the smartest among them.

Prince Jing's Mansion

West courtyard

It's still the same courtyard, and the same people are still serving it. Everything is exactly the same as before, but there is less life.

The person who always had a lively look on his face in the past has returned to being as taciturn and solemn as before. It would be okay if there was no comparison in the past, but with the comparison, it would be weird no matter how you look at it.