Xiao taught the children in Zhufeng Courtyard to read and became familiar with the servants and old women in the courtyard.

After being with Zhou Qinghe for a long time, she also learned some little tricks to win people's hearts.

Therefore, when she saw it was her, the old woman couldn't help but say a few more words.

"This is a new idea that Your Highness has come up with. I have worked in the kitchen for so many years and have never seen it before!"

"Mrs. Zhou, don't think these are raw. His Highness said that they can be eaten directly after being shabu-shabued. They taste very delicious."

"Won't eating raw food give you stomach upset?" Xiao asked.

"How can that be possible?" The old woman laughed, "Won't it be cooked if you cook it for a little longer?"

Xiao showed a longing expression, and said with regret: "It's such a good thing, it's a pity that we can't eat it."

As they were about to reach the main room, the maid lowered her voice and said, "We can't eat it. You are the teacher who taught the young masters and young ladies to read. Your Highness will certainly not treat Madam Zhou badly."

Xiao sighed, her eyes dim.

She watched them walk away but did not leave. She just stood there waiting.

After waiting for about two incense sticks, the housekeeper who brought the dishes in came out with seven or eight maids.

Xiao came forward, took out some loose change from her sleeve, stuffed it into the housekeeper's hand, and said, "I'm so greedy after seeing all this food today. Could you please help me prepare some?"

The housekeeper stopped walking, raised her eyelids, and said, "His Highness said that the hot pot is best eaten by a large table of people. Madam Zhou may not be able to finish it alone."

She didn't even glance at the loose change in her hand.

Being able to be the kitchen manager in Zhufeng Courtyard, she is certainly not a stupid person.

Xiao's status in the mansion was no longer as high as before. A housekeeper's wife in Chuntang Garden was punished to feed horses because she spoke for Zhou Qinghe.

She didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

Money is certainly desirable, but it is not as important as the eldest princess's likes and dislikes.

In the main room, His Highness and the young masters and young ladies were having a lively meal, but Mrs. Zhou, who called herself a gentleman, was not called.

Xiao said hurriedly, "Of course I won't trouble you. I can't finish it all by myself, just make me a pot of what's left in the kitchen."

As she spoke, she put another piece of silver, about half an ounce, into the housekeeper's hand.

"I can't even see He'er here, so just have pity on me."

Xiao's tone was humble, and she looked pitiful no matter how you looked at her.

The old woman behind looked at the silver coins with shining eyes.

It wouldn't have taken so many people to deliver the hot pot to the main room.

Following him is just to ask for a reward.

The eldest princess was very generous, and they were all very happy at the moment.

However, who would complain about having too much money?

"Mrs. Lu," a maid said, "you see this is really not a big deal, why don't you make a pot for Madam Zhou?"

In order to make this hot pot, there is extra soup in the kitchen.

Madam Lu had originally planned to cook the remaining ingredients into the soup one by one after returning home, which would make a very sumptuous meal.

Of course, it's not as exquisite as what the master eats, but it's not much different.

Seeing that everyone was moved, she felt it was difficult to appease them.

Although people in the kitchen make a lot of money, they don't often see real money.

As the saying goes: Blocking someone's financial path is like killing their parents.

The money is right in front of her. If she pushes it away, it will be difficult for her to convince others in the future.

Madam Lu secretly spat at Mrs. Zhou in her heart, flipped her hands, put the silver into her sleeve pocket, and said with a fake smile: "Okay, Mrs. Zhou, go back and wait!"

Back in the kitchen, she divided the change that Xiao had given her, giving everyone a share.

At that moment, a maid came forward to ask, "Mrs. Lu, how do we prepare the hot pot for Mrs. Zhou?"

Madam Lu did not answer. She stood in the room with a long-handled spatula in her hand and said coldly, "Listen to me, today is a special case! From now on, no one is allowed to accept money from Madam Zhou."

Everyone bowed their heads and accepted the scolding, but they were not convinced in their hearts.

One of them grumbled, "Mrs. Zhou is a good person. She would give us a dozen copper coins when we deliver food to her. This is not acceptable?"

"no!"

Madam Lu sneered and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are all thinking. Do you think that the young mistress of Chuntang Garden is beautiful and that you can benefit from her if she becomes successful in the future?"

"I'm going to say this today. No matter who you try to please, it's better to try to please His Highness!"

She held the spatula and pointed at them one by one, saying, "Think about it carefully, isn't this true? Apart from the imperial palace, who in this world is more noble than our master?!"

After hearing this, the maids all showed signs of enlightenment and nodded.

Yes, such a simple truth, but I have never thought about it?

"She wanted to give me money today, but I didn't want it."

Madam Lu continued, "Who knows if she will do something weird? If she gets involved in our kitchen, everyone present here will probably lose their jobs."

As soon as she said this, everyone immediately felt that the loose change in their pockets had become a hot potato.

"Ms. Lu, how about we return the silver?" someone asked hesitantly.

"Okay, since you've accepted it, there's no reason to return it. It would just make people laugh at you."

Madam Lu put down the spatula, pointed at a few people and said, "Take the tea stove to Madam Zhou's place and bring a clay pot of soup. Also, pick out some of the prepared dishes, both meat and vegetables, and send them to her immediately."

"That……"

Everyone was worried.

Madam Lu took off her apron, folded it neatly in her hands, and said, "I'm going to go find Miss Bailu."

Only then did everyone relax.

Bai Lu, the eldest princess's capable maid and now in charge of Zhufeng Courtyard, is the most reliable person in their hearts.

"Mrs. Lu, let's make the soup and wait for you to come back and eat it."

A woman said earnestly.

Madam Lu nodded, glanced at the darkening sky, and walked along the corridor to the main house.

She wanted to see Bai Lu, but Bai Lu was serving her in the house.

She knew this very well.

I came here at this moment on purpose. Attitude is what matters.

There were laughter and joy in the main room.

It was the first time for the children to eat this kind of hot pot. Apart from the delicious white soup, the way of sitting together and eating while cooking was very novel and lively.

It is so happy to be able to sit together with my mother and chat while eating.

Drinking a bowl of delicious soup will warm you up from the inside out.

"Mother, I finally understand why it's called a hot pot."

The eldest brother used the shared long chopsticks to put the two slices of blanched mutton into Qin Yaoguang's bowl, his face full of admiration.

At this moment, a little errand maid guarding the door was called away by Madam Lu. She reappeared after a moment, walked behind Bai Lu and pulled her sleeve.

After listening to this, Bailu winked at Guyu and walked out the door.

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