The sturdy little chef

Chapter 207 The big face of a scumbag

Really, the road is narrow even if you are not an enemy!
Yuan Yang pretended not to see Mrs. Wang Liu, who was sitting in the hall, dressed as a man, waving a folding fan, and holding her head proudly, and walked by.

Bao Qin, dressed as a servant, stomped her feet, "Mother... oh, son, look at her, she completely ignores us."

The lady is so good-tempered, even a slave dares to show her face, but she can't stand it, she can't wait to go up and slap her twice.

Let this lowly servant girl see what is called a slave and what is called a master.

Wang Biluo smiled, "We are not the kind of rude and rude people, so why worry, the days are long."

Weng Weng let go, and the eldest sister in the palace will soon find a way to get the marriage bestowed by the emperor.

At that time, this slave will be begging for a living under his own hands, so he is afraid that he will not be able to cure her, just kidding!

"Go over and tell her in a nice voice, just say that I came here admiring her cooking skills, and asked if I could be lucky enough to taste her cooking skills."

"Okay." Bao Qin responded, turned around and walked over.

Before Yuan Yang entered the kitchen, she stopped her, with a proud face, "Our wife said that she admires the girl's craftsmanship and wants to taste the girl's craftsmanship."

Yuan Yang smiled apologetically, "There is a water sign on the table. If your wife wants something, just let Xiaoer order it. I am not the Xiaoer here, nor the Dangtou here. I have no chance to serve your family." Ma'am!"

Everyone can see that her apologetic smile is so fake!

She wasn't sorry at all, she just didn't want to wait!
"I advise you, girl, to stay sober. A slave doesn't know what to be arrogant about! Taking advantage of my lady's good temper, it's serious to obey her orders quickly." Baoqin looked contemptuous.

Yuan Yang looked at the blue sky, speechless.

The lady's face is big, and the servant girl's face is also big. What a scum girl's face is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is!

If you want to soak up your own master, just go and make things difficult for her, a little cook!Too tasteless!
"I'm a slave, but I'm not your wife's slave. You are your wife's slave. You just do what you want. As a slave, I only listen to our master." Yuan Yang smiled happily, into the kitchen.

She didn't mess with Mrs. Wang Liu, so how could this Mrs. Wang Liu have to make things difficult for her!
Could it be that she is too beautiful to be envied by others!
(Miss Yuan Yang thinks too much, she is too close to the master, she is jealous, okay!)
Looking at Yuan Yang's arrogant back, Bao Qin almost spit out old blood!

Their wives, their wives will soon be the fourth prince's concubine, okay, this lowly servant girl, why don't you open your dog's eyes and see.

Baoqin came back angrily, and passed on to Wang Biluo verbatim what Yuan Yang said just now.

After Wang Biluo listened, her phoenix eyes raised and her teeth creaked. My slave, I only listen to my master!
good very good!

She gave her good looks time and time again, but this lowly servant girl slapped her face time and time again!Just wait on the master, right? She will make her hungry and walk around.

Wang Biluo turned her phoenix eyes, leaned over to Baoqin's ear, and whispered a few words.

When Bao Qin heard this, her eyes widened, and she smiled triumphantly and evilly, "That's great, I'll tell you to do it now."

Wang Biluo shook his folding fan lightly, smiled, and since he didn't eat the toast, he would have to drink the fine bar.

Picking up the water card with his fingers, he ordered a table of dishes in a good mood.

Taste it bit by bit, the taste is really good.

After sitting for a long time, he didn't wait for fourth master.

If I don't see you in a day, it's like three autumns!
It's just that she can't come out for too long, since the time is about the same, she can only get up sullenly and leave the Jiuzhen Building.

Yuan Yang stayed in the kitchen for a long time, his back ached from standing, and his mouth was dry when he spoke.

In the private room on the third floor, Sun Mo was there, while the guests on the first and second floors were noisy.

She simply left the Jiuzhen Building and wandered outside alone.

With a glass of fruit juice in hand, I strolled slowly, looking at the tea shop and the old-fashioned street, I felt a hazy feeling like a world away!

Where did she come from, and where is she going from?

While she was in a trance, someone suddenly grabbed her shirt.

(End of this chapter)