Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

Wei Rufeng returned to the mansion after dinner, Su Changxia was not taken away by him, but seeing his confident expression and Qi Yin's slightly indifferent expression, Feng Ze still looked at the heroine with some concern.

But Su Changxia didn't look displeased, he just went back to the house after dinner, and Feng Ze was replaced by a young servant to serve him personally.As for half a month later, Feng Ze heard from the housekeeper that Su Changxia took 50 taels of silver to redeem the contract of selling himself for ten years and left the house alone, this is another story.

Qi Yin only stayed in the mansion for a day, then left in a hurry.

The end of the new year is approaching, and as a prince, he is so busy that he can only go out of the palace to run errands and drop by the mansion to have a look. I was troubled by some chores and left.

Knowing his true identity, Feng Ze naturally knew it in his heart.It's just that occasionally I feel a little bit sorry when I think of the dusty body of a man when he comes to see me, and the light blue color in his eyes that can't be concealed.

It was agreed to find the male lead to repay his favor, but in the end, Qi Yin took care of him more.

After a few days of doing nothing in the mansion, Feng Ze suddenly thought after lunch that maybe he could do something for a man.

The fat cook was holding a fish tail in his hand and was about to walk out of the kitchen with a smile when he bumped into a boy in white shirt.

"Hey, my fish!" A silver trace slipped from the fat cook's hand to the dirty ground outside the house, making the fat cook howl.

It took Yu Yue to raise such a plump, delicious and lively fish, just tossing it with such a big thorn made him feel sore.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Feng Ze touched the cook's burly body, knowing that he was reckless, he quickly took a step back and rubbed the tip of his red nose to apologize.

The fat cook picked up the whitebait from the ground and wanted to complain, but when he saw the auspicious pattern jade pendant hanging on the waist of the boy in white, his face immediately changed.

"Young master, why are you here? Where are you serving your servant?"

"Ah..." Feng Ze touched his cuffs, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, "I sent them away."

He always finds it strange that the servant Qi Yin sent to him is too attentive.

"Then, young master, shall I take you back?" The fat cook asked tentatively.

"No, no, no," Feng Ze quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "I came here specially to find you, I..." He stammered for a while, then suddenly bowed to the fat cook, and said firmly, "I want to come with you Learn how to cook."

As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach!

Feng Ze doesn't have any great talents and ambitions, and his greatest skill is probably playing role-playing.He really couldn't think of many ways to help Qi Yin in the government, so he could only think of such a low idea.

Bring your own heart and cook him a meal.

As the chef of Yanjing, the fat cook naturally taught his apprentices first-class methods.Although due to Feng Ze's status, the fat cook was not strict with him, but he was very satisfied with the boy's serious and careful attitude towards food.

Every morning after the cock crows three times, the boy in white will show up in the back kitchen on time.The fat cook taught him the most basic dishes one by one, and the young boy's learning speed was also very fast. Occasionally, he would do some amazing things on a whim, which made the fat cook laugh.

"Uncle Liu, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, you can go home today and rest. Take time to spend more time with Auntie and Xiaohu, and have a good reunion dinner." Feng Ze sat by the desk, carving a Carrot, said with a smile.

The fat cook paused for arranging the kitchen utensils, and looked at the young man with a slightly complicated expression.

"Little boy, you..."

He wanted to say, "Uncle Li will come to teach you how to cook tomorrow", but before he could say it, he remembered that his wife and monk were only seven or eight years old, and they were mischievous youngsters, so he turned the words into a low voice. sigh.

He has only been in contact with the young man for a month, but his view of the young man has changed again and again.

When we met for the first time, he always thought that this boy who was bought by his master from the fireworks field was just a plaything with no skin.Later, when he was asked by a teenager to teach him cooking skills, he even scoffed in his heart, seeing it as a vulgar trick for prostitutes to compete for favor.

But now, he no longer has any old thoughts about the boy, only full of distress.

Thinking of this child who was extremely afraid of the cold and came to the back kitchen every day in the frost, he never showed any disgust in the face of the always messy dining room and the weird smell of all kinds of messy food.

Thinking of the young man who took the dedicated copy that he transcribed, smiled and said to himself: "Uncle Li taught me cooking, but I don't have much money. I heard you said that Xiaohu went to the academy this year, so he transcribed a dedicated copy. The writing is not good, don't Just kidding."

At that time, the young man's modest and shy smile was reflected in the warm sunshine, which made him speechless for a moment.

Looking back and thinking about this month's relationship, the fat cook suddenly realized that the child in front of him, who was earnestly carving flowers with a carving knife, had such a precious and sincere heart.

The night before New Year's Eve, another night of snow fell, and the heavy snow broke a branch of a dead willow outside the house.

Feng Ze sat by the window with his head propped up, holding the scripture book in his hand, but couldn't read it.

Feeling inexplicably restless, he put down his book and walked back and forth in the room.

The servants in the mansion were supposed to be on duty today, but Feng Ze thought of how much the people here attached to "Nian", so he sent them all back home early, leaving only the mansion housekeeper and Qi Yin's servants.

"Young master, drink ginger tea to warm your stomach."

After receiving the tea Gu from the butler, Feng Ze drank a few sips, and was about to ask the time when the servant's shrill voice came into the room.

"Young master, young master!" The boy wearing a felt hat moved a stool and hurried to Feng Ze, and said excitedly, "Just now a messenger came from outside the mansion, saying that the master will be back tonight!"

"You said Second Brother Wei is coming to the mansion at night?" Feng Ze looked surprised.

What kind of wind is this Qi Yin smoking? !On New Year's Eve, if you don't communicate with those relatives in the royal family to exchange feelings and stabilize your position, why do you want him? !

"Young master, it seems that we have to prepare well!" The boy said excitedly.

Feng Ze nodded, indeed, if the hero really came back, he would have to make up his mind and show his hands.

The New Year's Eve came very fast, when the butler and the boy brought the last soup to the table, Feng Ze put down the kitchen utensils at hand, and stretched slowly.

……

"What time is it? Why hasn't His Highness come yet?"

The servant sat on the stool in the side hall, and complained in a low voice when he saw the young man dissipating the hot cold soup all over the table.

As soon as the words came out, the housekeeper gave him a stare.Picking up a slice of fresh ginseng drenched in soup and poking it into the boy's mouth, the housekeeper whispered, "You can't even shut your mouth up with rice, what can you say, Your Highness? Eat quickly!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the young man in the hall who was thinking about something with his head propped up, and sighed inwardly.

It was snowing again outside the house, Feng Ze waited and waited, only waiting for his chest to stick to his back, but no one came.Thinking that Qi Yin might not be able to come today, he got up and went to the window, and opened it.

A gust of cold wind blew into the room, Feng Ze tightened his clothes, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the two people in the side hall.Seeing the butler and the servant drowsy from the warmth of the stove in the house, he curled his mouth into a smile and shook his head helplessly.

Tonight is the family reunion day, but no one is lighting the lights outside the house, it is dark and scary, looking around for a long time, there is no light except for the flying snow in the sky.

"Shushasha" a sound of stepping on the snow suddenly reached his ears, Feng Ze was taken aback for a moment, and looked straight outside the house.

Stars and swaying twilight lights loomed at the end of the night, the hand holding the lapel tightened slightly, Feng Ze opened his eyes wide, and saw a steady figure walking out of the night.

He left deep footprints one after another on the white snow, and the figure walked towards him slowly, until it was in front of him.

For a moment, Feng Ze felt as if a string had been broken in his head.

A man in an apricot-yellow python robe was standing outside the house under the wind and snow, his dark eyes were full of unexplainable affection and guilt.

When Qi Yin walked into the room, he saw the untouched soup on the table.

Startled, he whispered, "I'm late."

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The two sat down at the table, Feng Ze poured a glass of wine for him, and said with a smile: "If Ah Yin hasn't eaten well before, why don't you share some with me? Although these dishes are a bit cold, they taste good."

Data selection is very confident in his cooking skills.

"I thought it was snowing tonight, so Ah Yin wouldn't come." Picked up a chopstick of fish meat, dipped it in the soup and put it on a small plate in front of Qi Yin, Feng Ze urged, "Taste the taste."

Then praise me!

Qi Yin looked at the fish on the plate, suddenly put down the chopsticks he had just held in his hand, and grabbed the hand of the boy beside him who was about to withdraw it.

Feng Ze was taken aback by his sudden arrival, loosened his fingers, and with a "bang bang", the silver chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

In the side hall, the butler and the servant were suddenly awakened.

Looking carefully at the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes, Qi Yin groped for the young man's palm with his thumb, and the originally delicate and tender part was now covered with a thin callus.Frowning in displeasure, he spread out the palm of the boy's hand and looked at it. In the dry winter, there were several small red marks on the back of the boy's hand.

There was a distress in his eyes, and Qi Yin couldn't help but raised his voice: "What are you doing!"

Feng Ze was frightened by Qi Yin's inexplicable anger.

Dazed for a moment, he pursed his lips, lowered his head and was about to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yin's hand was held even tighter.

"Yuan'er, I didn't take you into the mansion to make you wrong yourself." Qi Yin's eyes were mixed with many complexities. He glanced at the table full of delicacies, feeling deeply helpless, "I don't want your gratitude , do you understand?"

But I just want to repay you!

Feng Ze foolishly met the man's gaze, but saw that the man's deep eyes seemed to be sucking him in.

#世界There are always people who use beauty tricks when they disagree with each other#