Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

   Chapter 13 Dinner

   Back to Wisteria Garden, Buckwheat was busy calling for hot water. The master's knee must be blue and purple, so he needs to apply it well.

   "The slave maid should put a compress on the master first. If it is serious, go to Fujin and ask for some plaster."

   Mu Jin shook his head: "You are not allowed to trouble Fu Jin, it's fine for a little thing."

   "Why is it a trivial matter?" Buckwheat was anxious: "If this is scarred, how will Gege stay in bed tomorrow? Don't miss this opportunity!"

   Mu Jin twitched the corners of his mouth and said helplessly: "I don't feel the pain, it shouldn't be serious, let's take a look tomorrow morning, if it's not good, then tell me. You are not allowed to trouble Fu Jin with everything, do you know?"

  Fujin said, "If you need anything, just tell me!" But if you really look for trivial things, Fujin will probably get bored.

  Little girl, this is a polite word!

  Buckwheat had no choice but to give up.

   It was the end of March, the spring shirts were thin, and Mu Jin's skin was quite delicate and sensitive. The palms on both sides of the knees were very bright red, mixed with some silt purple, and the surrounding snow skin was lined, which was extremely shocking.

  Buckwheat and shallots turned pale and exclaimed in low voices.

   Mu Jin's expression was calm: "I really don't feel any pain. Okay, buckwheat, I'm afraid your knee is hurt, so go ahead and have some shallots here."

  Mu Jin insisted, Buckwheat had to walk away. Mu Jin sent Xiao Shao to get her a clean towel, and took the opportunity to put a lot of medicinal spring water into the basin. After cleaning, she called Buckwheat and asked her to wash it with her own water.

   Buckwheat has long been accustomed to this in Zhuangzi. After thanking the master, he used it.

  After cleaning, the buckwheat brows stretched, and he smiled happily: "It was a little painful before, but after cleaning it, it's much better now!"

   Mu Jin smiled: "Well, I think so too."

  Sorghum took back the food box, and buckwheat and shallots hurriedly set the table.

   Seeing the dishes in the food box, the faces of the two maids were a little ugly, and Mu Jin frowned slightly.

  Gege's serving example is four dishes and one soup, and the dishes are two meat and two vegetables. From this aspect, it is very compliant, but the appearance, the quality, and even the temperature are quite unsightly.

   It was getting late, and Mu Jin was too lazy to do much, so he ate silently.

   He took the fish with chopsticks, the strong fishy smell was so irritating that Mu Jin had no way to put the fish into his mouth and gave up.

   took a look at the dishes on the table, that's all, let's eat white rice.

  The white rice in Si Yefu is still good and fragrant.

   After eating most of the bowl of rice and putting down his chopsticks, Mu Jin said, "You guys should also go and have dinner. I'm afraid everyone will have to work harder these days."

  Buckwheat and spring onion hurriedly said "Don't dare!", cleared the table, and went to eat without mentioning it.

When he came back from dinner, Buckwheat looked angry: "Master, those people in the kitchen are so bullying, how can they treat you like this? You are master! These dishes are even the ones we ate in Zhuangzi. Not so good!"

   Buckwheat was hit and felt disillusioned. To know that she wanted to come, everything in the mansion must be more than a dozen streets from Zhuangzi. After all, she was punished when she went to Zhuangzi with her master.

   But who knows

   Mu Jin rolled his eyes secretly, thinking that all the dishes on Zhuangzi were watered by me with the water from the spiritual spring of the space, and the chickens, ducks and fish raised were also drinking from the spiritual spring. Can Fuzhong compare?

   "Master, the slaves will go to Fujin, and ask Fujin to be the master." Buckwheat turned around angrily and wanted to leave.

   "Wait." Mu Jin's tone was a little stern, and she was a little stunned at Shang Buckwheat. Mu Jin looked at her and said: "Do you think Fu Jin will decide for me?"

   (end of this chapter)