Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

Lin Chuqi suddenly interrupted: "I was going to take it home to my mother."

"Chuqi!" Cook Xu quickly said, "Madam San, it is my fault for not teaching Chuqi well. I beg Madam San to show mercy and forgive me!"

It turned out that he was trying to take advantage of the Marquis's mansion.

Bai Zhi suddenly became excited: "On the seventh day, buy another hundred to take home!"

Chef Xu didn't expect Bai Zhi to react like this and was frozen for a moment.

Lin Chuqi waved her hands repeatedly: "Madam, I only have one mother at home, I can't eat that much."

"Then bring it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Bai Zhi made the decision, "From now on, you can bring anything home on the seventh day of the first lunar month."

The small kitchen is not the back kitchen of the marquis's mansion. As the half-master of Yishuiyuan, Bai Zhi still has the power to let the kitchen workers take some small advantages.

She wished the servants would empty out this shabby mansion.

Upon hearing this, Cook Xu quickly pulled Lin Chuqi over to express her gratitude. Bai Zhi had never seen anyone kneel down and kowtow in front of her in her entire life, so she was so scared that she quickly grabbed him.

Lin Chuqi packed up the raw wontons and broth, along with a dozen ugly wontons wrapped in angelica dahurica, and left to go home and deliver the wontons to her mother.

Then Chef Xu took over the cooking and made a light breakfast.

Baizhi wanted to intervene but couldn't, so she just stood by and watched the steps.

Having just received Bai Zhi's kindness, Cook Xu was no longer so cautious. Seeing her like this was really interesting, so she said gently, "Madam San, since you want to learn cooking, I'll make you a set of clothes. Learning cooking can easily cause injuries, so wearing a set of tight clothes will be better."

Hearing that Chef Xu had finally given in, Bai Zhi was afraid that she would go back on her word, so she grabbed her hand and said, "Chef Xu! Once you say something, you can't take it back!"

Cook Xu smiled and said, "The Third Madam really cares about the Third Master, but the Third Master... hopes that the Third Master can eat the food that the Third Madam personally cooks soon."

When Gu Yan was mentioned, Bai Zhi suddenly remembered - today is Gu Yan's birthday!

But on the surface, today is just an ordinary day. I wonder how Gu Yan celebrated his birthday in the past two years.

"Cook Xu, please cook a delicious meal tonight." Bai Zhi ordered, "I learned how to make wontons today. I'm happy. Let's celebrate."

Cook Xu responded, "Okay, Third Madam!"

The rain kept falling heavily, and Baizhi was bored and took Qiaoqiao to read in the side room.

“Clouds are to rain, snow is to wind, sunset is to clear sky, um…” Qiaoqiao got stuck while reciting.

Baizhi sat opposite Qiaoqiao with a book in her hand, looking like a teacher.

"Laihong is right..." Bai Zhi reminded.

“The coming wild geese are paired with the departing swallows; the roosting birds are paired with the chirping insects

"You've memorized it well. Now write it down." Bai Zhi spread out a large piece of rice paper and picked up the ink stick to grind the ink.

The set of four treasures in the wing room was good stuff for any layman. The original owner didn't remember the price of the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, but according to Bai Zhi's understanding of ancient times, anything related to reading would not be too cheap.

Writing requires a lot of practice. Readers use paper and ink like running water. Nowadays, there are a lot of ready-made things, and they are good things. It would be a waste not to use them. Not to mention that there are so many precious books, and the more you read, the better.

Bai Zhi picked up the brush and drew a sample on paper for Qiaoqiao according to the way of writing calligraphy in her memory. However, she didn't expect that the original owner, such a weak girl, would write in cursive script. She spent a lot of paper to turn it back to regular script.

"Qiaoqiao, raise your hand. Yes, move the pen a little lower." Bai Zhi held Qiaoqiao's hand and helped her write. "One horizontal stroke, then another horizontal stroke. Your hand must be strong."

Qiaoqiao had only learned to write her own name from the original owner. Now she had to write so many characters at once, and her hands were sore. She wrote in a boring way and looked at Baizhi sideways: "Miss, is it useful for me to learn to write?"

"Qiaoqiao, what do you want to do in the future?"

Qiaoqiao's eyes were firm: "I want to follow you forever."

"Qiaoqiao, we will see a bigger world after we leave the house. The world outside is bigger than the Bai family, bigger than the Marquis's house, and bigger than the capital." Bai Zhi's voice suddenly became very gentle. "When you see things you haven't seen before, you will naturally want to do things you haven't thought of before."

Qiaoqiao was so flustered that she threw the pen on the paper, leaving a smudge of ink, and said in a trembling voice: "Miss, don't you want me anymore, Miss?"

What is this child thinking!

Bai Zhi quickly comforted Qiaoqiao: "I want you, Qiaoqiao, what I mean is that reading and writing are all for you to be fearless no matter what you do."

Qiaoqiao was no longer panicked, but still didn't quite understand, and her big watery eyes kept blinking.

Bai Zhi simply asked, "Is the young lady powerful?"

"Great!"

"Do you want to be like Miss?"

"miss you!"

Bai Zhi held Qiaoqiao's hand and said, "Miss, you should learn to read and write too!"

Qiaoqiao seemed to be finally convinced by this reason, and she held the pen firmly in her hand: "Okay!"

Although Qiaoqiao said that writing was useless, she was really smart. After copying the instructions several times, she could write decent words on a blank piece of paper.

Baizhi felt very relieved when she saw Qiaoqiao's serious look.

That's good, Qiaoqiao. I'll give you a pair of wings. When this cage is opened one day, you can choose for yourself whether to stay with me or fly away.

Miss Baizhi, I will live up to your trust.

Suddenly, there was a regular knocking sound outside the window.

Bai Zhi jumped up and went to open the window.

Chang Feng was soaked in the rain and reported in a low voice: "Madam, Chef Zhang has left the house."

After waiting for a whole day, it finally happened!

"Qiaoqiao, take paper and pen back to your room to practice calligraphy."

Baizhi grabbed the raincoat and put it on, then walked into the rain in two steps.

It rained heavily in the capital city for the whole day. The raindrops hit the road so hard that it was smoking and the road was about to become a river. Only a few people were left on the street, hurrying home for dinner.

Baizhi followed Changfeng's guidance and followed Chef Zhang from a distance all the way.

Chef Zhang rented an ox cart and drove it slowly for half an hour, turning left and right, before finally arriving at an inconspicuous shop.

Bai Zhi waited against the wall nearby, counted to ten, and then walked into the shop.

Inside the rice and flour shop, Chef Zhang glanced at the man in a straw raincoat and hat who had just entered the store, and continued to bargain with the shopkeeper.

"Boss, you are an expert, you can definitely tell that this is all good rice and noodles, better than what I brought last time."

"Brother, it is true that this is good food, but even better food cannot cost fifteen cents! Ten cents is the most."

"Ten cents is not enough. Food like this costs twenty cents on the market. Fifteen is not much."

"Oh, then...then let's both take a step back and let's go to twelve."

There was a long row of colorful grains in the shop. Bai Zhi strolled to the rice and saw a "three" written on the rice bag.

Wow, the rice in the shop only costs three cents. This shopkeeper really has connections, as he can sell the rice at the purchase price of fifteen cents.