In fast time travel, there are always bosses who fall in love with me at first sight

The meal was as bland as ever, Wu Huachi managed to take a bite or two and put down his bamboo chopsticks to let him go.

Pu Feng came out with a plate of food, with a worried expression on his face.

"As for the second son, Xiaoqing, the close servant, how can he not look at people with his nostrils all these years? He is a servant, what kind of air is he, and he is not a wicked servant! Now the second son is grounded, and Lord Hou is said to have lost his temper. Even my wife can't please her, but my son got a blessing in disguise. The old lady cherishes her very much. It seems that she is about to fly into the sky. Feng Shui turns around. Now the second son wants to curry favor with our son. It's a dream!

The concierge boy changed shifts to eat, hid in the kitchen and gnawed on the pig's trotters while eating, his face was covered with oil, while bragging to the chef and other boys about his glorious deeds just now, spit flying all over the place.

As soon as Pu Feng walked into the small kitchen, he heard him say in a puzzled way: "Madam made the Yunpian Cake by herself. Madam's eyes are high above the top, and there is no such thing as our eldest son in her eyes. Isn't this meeting for the sake of my son?" I personally made the cakes and sent them over, and I knew they had bad intentions at first glance, so I dared to push them directly, who cares about their cloud cakes!"

Hearing this, Pu Feng frowned, he never thought about this matter.

He stepped in with a dark face, and shouted in a deep voice: "Zhang Wende! Who told you to push out the second young master's things on your own, why don't I know when Luofengyuan became your decision!"

"Pfft! Cough-cough-cough!"

The concierge was taken aback, choked on his sudden appearance, choked a mouthful of food in his throat, and coughed to death as he clutched his chest.

He stood up with his bowl in his arms, and said, "Brother, brother, why did you pop up all of a sudden, and you didn't make a sound, scaring me half my life."

He also complained, and Pu Feng was so angry.

"I'll make you bolder! What does Second Young Master want to do and make you a slave to talk too much? Do you think you are an old birthday star who hanged himself for too long!"

Picking up his younger brother's ears, Pu Feng gave him a scolding, and everyone in the small kitchen shrank their shoulders and dared not speak.

The porter Zhang Wende was beaten to death by his brother, and woke up several times that night from hunger.

The next day, Xiaoqing came to Luofeng Courtyard with a grim face carrying a food box without any hope. Already licking a small face and ran out courteously.

He snatched the food box, "Oh, this is the food box that the second son gave to the eldest son. The second son really has a heart."

Damn, I finally don't have to worry about being beaten again by my brother.

The food box delivered by the second son was too timely.

Xiaoqing left with a dreamy face, unable to figure out that there would be a day when the second son's 'dog leg' would be treated harmoniously by Luofengyuan. Is it raining rainbow?

520 started to get up and work in the morning, and it wasn't until noon that he prepared a delicious lunch and sent it to Wu Huachi.

Fortunately, his small kitchen has all the ingredients, including fresh vegetables and fruits, whole chickens and ducks, bird's nest and shark's fin.

The beautiful father was reluctant for him to endure hardship, even if he was grounded, the treatment would be very good.

It has to be said that the professionalism of the servants of the Mighty Marquis Mansion is pretty good, and there is no such thing as flattery.

Purchasing Manager: Hehe.

Who dares to offend Mrs. Mighty Marquis, let's not mention what the second son will be like in the future, this man on the cusp of Lord Hou's heart, let alone these low-level servants, even if the old lady scolds a vixen every now and then, it's not like she has nothing to do with others .

The mighty Marquis Wu, who protects his wife madly, will never allow his wife to be passive!

Therefore, there is a saying in the Weiwuhou Mansion, it is better to offend Lord Hou and the old lady than to offend the lady, otherwise you will not know how you died!

Seeing Xiaoqing come back in a daze, 520 couldn't wait to ask, "Did you send it in today, and did you give me the broken silver that I asked you to give?"

As the saying goes, 'money can make the devil turn the mill', he has never worried about not being able to send it in.

Xiaoqing hesitated to tell the 520 about the strange things that happened today, and then expressed his thoughts, "I feel that being courteous for nothing is either rape or robbery. His attitude towards slaves was terrible yesterday. Today he seems to be a different person." Yes, there must be something odd."

520 gave him a blank look, "Isn't it just a matter of courtesy for me to suddenly deliver food to elder brother? Do you think I have bad intentions?"

Xiaoqing was surprised: Isn't it obvious?

520:"……"

"You shouldn't ask, don't worry about it, just send it in, don't care about the process, if the result is good, it's over."

520 did not explain the reason why he did this to the valet, and continued to diligently deliver food boxes to Luofengyuan every day. Xiaoqing was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er from the beginning, and gradually got used to it, and even had a relationship with the concierge Zhang Wende Steady development has reached the point where I can chat a few words every time I deliver meals.

"Did the eldest son have dinner today?"

"Ah, I haven't eaten yet. I made that boiled fish fillet today. It's delicious. Hurry up and urge the eldest son to eat!"

"Who said it wasn't? How did your master chef practice his skills? The last time my brother came out of the eldest son's room, his eyes were green, and he came back to pick up two big bowls of rice!"

"Needless to say, no one in this world can cook better dishes than this!"

Xiaoqing thinks you are ignorant, the one who is in charge of the spoon is not some kind of cook, but the second son of my family, the most noble person washes his hands and makes soup for the eldest son, and he is not afraid of your eldest son's fortune!

"There are also lion heads," Zhang Wende swallowed, rubbing his hands and looking at Xiaoqing fawningly, thinking of that feeling, "Qing, we are all acquaintances, bring me two more when you deliver meals next time." one."

In the past, he only knew that the second son was domineering, bad-tempered, and poor-minded, but he didn't expect that the chef of Luofengyuan would bow down to him because of his cooking skills, and begged the eldest son not to want him.

Xiaoqing stared straight, "What? You still want to eat lion heads! Last time, Young Master made a plate of five for me and gave you two. I can't eat enough for myself. Do you still want it? Why is your face so big? What! No!"

... Zhang Wende watched his little friend leave in disappointment, and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't give it, you won't give it. Why are you so angry, cheapskate!"

"Wait!"

He suddenly froze, opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and exclaimed, "What did Xiaoqing just say, the braised lion head made by the second son?"

So aren't the meals in those food boxes...

Zhang Wende was dumbfounded, his heart tumbling for a while.

In Luofeng Courtyard, after serving his master's meal, Pu Feng saw the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction after eating, and the empty plates on the table were eye-catching, he couldn't help his eyes twitching slightly.

Wu Huachi's eyes fell on a few empty plates, and he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of his 'presumptuousness'. He never thought that he would have such a good appetite one day.

... It's just that the new chef's craftsmanship is so good to his heart, every time he smells the aroma of vegetables, he can't help but add another bowl of rice, and after adding more, he implements the CD operation.

"The new chef, Yueyin, added another five taels. Today's lily pork bone soup tastes very good. I can make it again tomorrow."

Wu Xianzun wiped his hands, and said to his personal servant with a reserved face that he had no idea that he had exposed his foodie nature.

Pu Feng: "...Yes."

The master wanted to continue to 'practice', and Pu Feng, who closed the door and went out, stood in the huge courtyard with a complicated heart.

Thinking of half a month ago, the eldest son had always disliked the first son, and after the incident of falling into the water, he even treated him as if he didn't have this younger brother, and never mentioned a word in Luofengyuan.

The second son took the initiative to send the food box to make friends. Pu Feng asked his younger brother to bring in the food box out of his duty as a slave, not to help the third son restore his relationship with the eldest son, but just to stand on the sidelines.

Who knew that it was such a coincidence that the day the food box was brought in, the eldest son happened to see it. At that time, the eldest son's face was not good (the face would be better after three days of hunger), and he said that he would set up the meal. Unexpectedly, he opened the food box in his hand.

As a result... the eldest son not only ate the dishes in silence, but also asked him if he had found a new cook.

What could he say, afraid that the eldest son would immediately spit it out when he heard that it was sent by the second son, so he could only acquiesce.

So far, they can only make mistakes. Every meal time, Luofeng Courtyard greets Xiaoqing's arrival and can't wait to put on a guard of honor.

"Brother, brother, there is big news, big news!"

Zhang Wende's loud voice irritated his ears very much, Pu Feng was annoyed and was very angry with him.

"What does it look like to be frizzy! How many times has Young Master Xijing told you!"

If it hadn't been for watching father worrying about the younger brother's future all day long, he wouldn't have gone to the eldest son to ask for dignity for this worthless younger brother.

It gave him a headache to see this blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"What's the matter, say it slowly."

Zhang Wende was most afraid of his elder brother, and his voice weakened after being scolded, but his tone still did not hide his surprise.

He gasped for breath, his eyes sparkled: "Brother, let me tell you, you must have never imagined that the delicious meals that the eldest son eats these days are actually made by the second son himself!"

Pu Feng, who had been calm just now, frowned and straightened his brows, "What did you say?"

Seeing that his elder brother was also shocked, Zhang Wende felt strangely proud, "You heard me right, the second young master was willing to spend all his money in order to curry favor with our eldest son, he washes his hands and makes soup for the eldest son, brother, you say we If this news gets out, will Second Young Master be trampled on by our Eldest Young Master from now on?"

Step on your mother!

When Pu Feng heard that the food was made by the second son Wu Huaxuan, his heart flustered like he was hanging on the top of a mountain, and he didn't know when he would fall into the abyss.

Seeing his brother suddenly turn around and run away like a ghost, Zhang Wende rubbed the back of his head with a confused expression on his face, "What's wrong, brother, I'm not excited by this news, you should give me some reaction."

The wind was blowing under Pu Feng's feet, and he didn't care about the nagging of Sha Sculpture's brother behind him.

His forehead was sweating, and his heart couldn't stop rushing down. It's over, it's over, who knows if the food cooked by the second son has poisoned his family!

This Zhang Wende, who has done more than fail, will let him go to the stable to sweep horse manure tomorrow!