The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Pour the water in the bathtub out of the yard, put the bathtub under the eaves next to the kitchen, and Linglong began to walk around.

After a round, Linglong still couldn't find the pheasant, so she had to ask Zi'an in the kitchen.

He tilted his head and looked towards the kitchen: "Zi'an, where's the chicken?"

If he found it himself, the boy would probably be scared.

"Sister Linglong, the pheasant is in the firewood pile."

Zi'an answered in the kitchen, then walked out of the kitchen carrying an oil lamp.

After hearing this, Linglong walked towards the back of the kitchen.

Seeing this, Zi'an shouted, "Sister Linglong, wait, I'll light the lamp for you."

Because he stepped too quickly, Zian missed a step.

This time he didn't shout out loud, but subconsciously tried to hold on to the pillar beside him.

As a result, he didn't hold the pillar, but instead grabbed a belt.

Swish, tear...

Linglong's face darkened. Now, she finally understood why the boy asked her to put on her clothes.

I also understood what Youxue said. She really understood what this world meant.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the young man who was still pulling at his belt, and helped him to stand up.

She pulled her belt from his hand and turned to walk towards her room.

Fortunately, I pulled my collar when I felt something was wrong, otherwise I would have been naked.

Zi'an blinked and realized belatedly what he had done.

In the dim light, Zi'an saw the figure walking away in front of him. He thought Linglong was angry and was about to take a step forward to chase her.

A cold voice came from the front: "Don't come over, I'm going to change my clothes."

Zi'an blushed when he heard this and responded loudly, "Okay, Sister Linglong."

exquisite……

There's no need to be so loud, she can hear you.

Youxue, who was resting under the oil lamp, sensed the breath of her master, raised her snake head, and was stunned when she saw the torn belt in her master's hand.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Young Zi'an, what have you done to your master again?

"Nothing, go to the kitchen and watch over the boy."

"Yes, Master."

Looking at her master's increasingly cold expression, Youxue responded decisively.

Thinking of the boy's recklessness, Linglong felt a headache.

He took out the only set of clothes in the closet and sighed.

It seems that she has to go to the county or town recently.

After changing clothes, Linglong, with a stern face, carried the pheasant to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, then turned and walked towards the stream outside the yard.

During this period, Linglong did not say a word to Zi'an.

Seeing this, Zi'an pursed his lips, put the prepared food back into the steamer, dragged a small stool and sat at the kitchen door waiting.

Youxue, who was lying on the beam, saw this and sent a message through her consciousness: "Master, Zi'an is waiting for you at the kitchen door."

Listening to Youxue's words, Linglong responded, "Well, Youxue, can you eat food outside?"

As he spoke, his hands moved faster.

"You can eat it, Master."

"Yeah." As long as it's edible.

When she returned to the courtyard, Linglong quickened her pace when she saw the young man with his hands on his chin at the kitchen door.

When he got closer, he asked calmly, "Is the meal ready?"

Hearing the voice, Zi'an pulled himself out of his thoughts, looked up at Linglong and replied, "Okay, Sister Linglong."

"Well, I'll stew the chicken first and eat it tomorrow morning. Help me find some ginger and scallions." Zi'an panicked when he heard this.

"Sister Linglong, you can't do these things. Let me do it."

The girl is far away from the kitchen, how can my sister do these things?

Originally, Linglong was not supposed to handle the chicken, but her eyes...

Linglong heard this without stopping, "If your eyesight is good, I'll let you come."

Linglong understood what Zi'an meant. In such a feudal era, matters like staying away from the kitchen were the most important. She didn't want to explain too much.

Zi'an's eyes are not incurable. Once she prescribes a bottle of body-conditioning pills for the boy, it won't take long before his night blindness is cured.

Zi'an's body stiffened when he heard this.

Yes, my eyes will only be a burden to Linglong.

Linglong walked past Zi'an, threw the chicken onto the chopping board, and chopped the chicken into small pieces with a few bangs of the knife.

After chopping the whole chicken, Zian also peeled the onions and garlic.

Noticing the boy's silence, Linglong said inexplicably: "Before you leave, I will heal your eyes."

Zi'an felt both happy and sad when he heard this.

"Sister Linglong, you don't actually owe me anything. You can sell me again if you want."

There's no need to be so nice to me and give me so many expectations, or he will become greedy.

Hearing this, Linglong raised her eyes and glanced at the boy's clear eyes. She really wanted to say that even if it was a beast, as long as it didn't roll its eyes, she would treat it as a human being once it entered this door.

This sentence is too rough, so let’s just forget it.

"I won't sell you out." After saying that, he pushed the chicken, green onion and ginger into the pot to blanch them.

Linglong walked to the stove, sat down, added some fuel to the fire, and stood up to ask, "Where's the meal? Let's eat first, it's already late."

Zi'an brought the food that was being heated up on the other stove to the table and said, "It's ready. You can eat, Sister Linglong."

"Yeah." Linglong covered the pot and turned around, looking at the table.

When he saw that there was only a bowl of rice porridge and a bowl of wild vegetable soup on the table, he was silent for a moment, tilted his head, and looked at the person next to him: "The meal you are talking about, isn't this the one?"

After finally arriving in a world with plenty of food, she wanted to have a full meal.

But looking at the current situation, the family situation is very urgent.

I searched my memory and found that something was wrong. In order to avoid an accident, the old lady gave ten taels of silver to Zi'an.

In this small mountain village, ten taels of silver can support a whole family for two or three years by living frugally!

Oh, never mind, let’s eat first. I’ve been hungry all day.

Walking to the table, Linglong realized something was wrong, "Where's your porridge?"

Zi'an's heart skipped a beat. "Sister Linglong, I can't go to the table. My food is on the stove."

Linglong looked calmly at the stove, raised her hand and pointed at a bowl of soup with wild vegetables stewed in water, and asked, "This?"

Zi'an, who obviously noticed that Linglong was in a bad mood, stiffened his back and said, "Yes."

Linglong walked past him, lifted up the bowl of soup with only two wild vegetables floating in it, and drank it with her head tilted back.

Bitter, watery soup.

Linglong put the bowl down expressionlessly and looked at the uneasy boy.

"Finish the rice porridge and wild vegetables on the table before you are allowed to leave the kitchen."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Zi'an anymore. He picked up the fried chicken, turned around, took the dusty ceramic pot from the cupboard, and went outside to wash it.

Zi'an was really panicked at this moment. He could feel that Linglong was becoming more and more distant.

He tilted his head to look at the food on the table. He was a slave and could not run around.

Especially the villagers in this mountain village, if anything were to get out between him and other women, he would definitely die!

And if they let others bring them food, they would charge them more money.

There was not much food left at home, and he wanted to save some, but he didn't expect that this would make Linglong unhappy.

Looking at the jar in her hand being washed by the stream water, Linglong's thoughts drifted away.

Looking at the way the young man lived frugally, one could tell how much inconvenience his status as a slave had brought him.