Tian's little cook

Chapter 967 I Can't Understand

When Lin Zhimo saw the wound, he knew it was whipped.

When she was in the palace before, a court lady who lived in a courtyard accidentally angered a concubine and was severely whipped. At that time, she looked at the wound and went to Zhang Linghan to get medicine. She was very familiar with this kind of scar.

The maid lowered her head, and Lin Zhimo couldn't see her face clearly. Although she thought she was pitiful, he just thought about it.

She can't protect herself now, and she can't help her.

After the dishes were brought out, the Sharong people who were in charge followed suit, acting in a hurry, presumably because they wanted to ask for a reward.

Lin Zhimo had nothing to do for the time being, so he just took a basket of washed peanuts, sat on a small bench at the door of the kitchen, peeled peanuts, and took the opportunity to look around.

Although the manager left, there were still two Sharons standing outside the kitchen. They looked at her warily, thinking she was preparing ingredients, and looked away again.

Lin Zhimo took a quick look. This is just an ordinary house, and there is nothing special about it.

But the more ordinary the place is, the deeper Yebuba will hide, the more ways to escape, and the harder it is to find.

After peeling only a few peanuts, the steward who left just now came back shouting Sharon words, followed by the maid serving the last dish.

The maid was still holding the tray with the last dish on it, but some of the soup had been spilled, ruining the beauty of the dish.

It seems that the soup should have been spilled out of mishandling.

The steward yelled at the maid again, but the maid lowered her head but did not cry.

"Cook another dish, hurry up." The manager shouted at Lin Zhimo.

"Okay." Lin Zhimo quickly put down the frame in his hand, the third dish was more cooked, and there was still a lot left in the pot.

"My lord, this dish is still hot. Eating it now will not affect your master's taste." Lin Zhimo lifted the lid of the pot to show him.

The manager was also afraid of delaying the time, so he asked Lin Zhimo to refill the pot and held it himself.

Before leaving, the steward yelled at the maidservant: "I will clean you up when I come back, and you are not allowed to eat tonight."

After he left, the maid put the tray on the stove, making a loud noise and snorting, obviously dissatisfied with the steward.

I can't tell that her character is quite strong, Lin Zhimo looked at her, and the maid just raised her head.

This maid has the appearance of a typical Sharon woman, with fair skin and three-dimensional features, she is quite beautiful, but there is a long scar on the right face, which greatly damages the beauty of her face.

Lin Zhimo smiled at her kindly, and noticed that she had soup in her hand, and the temperature of this dish was quite high when it came out of the pan.

"Girl, are your hands okay? Are you burnt?" Lin Zhimo forgot that the other party was from Sharong, and asked her directly in Dasheng language.

Unexpectedly, this maidservant would speak loudly, and she shook her head at Lin Zhimo: "It's okay, it's just a little hot."

"Then you go and wash it quickly." Lin Zhimo took a spoonful of water and motioned to give her a rinse.

The maid didn't expect her to offer help, she was stunned for a moment and said softly, "Thank you."

Lin Zhimo flushed her, remembering Zhang Linghan's treatment method: "If you still feel hot, soak your wrist in ice water, it will be more comfortable, and you have to find some ointment to apply, the weather is so hot now, the wound is easy inflamed."

The maid didn't understand what inflammation meant, "The soup spilled out, but it's cold inside, and the weather isn't hot."

"Huh?" Lin Zhimo didn't understand what she wanted to express, "It's quite hot today? Why is it cold?"

(End of this chapter)