The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

"Auntie, I want one more." There was still oil on Mingyue's lips, and she smiled sweetly at the Roujiamo lady.

"Hey hey hey, enough! Enough!" The old lady was so happy.

Anyone who works in the food industry, from restaurant chefs to snack vendors, doesn’t want others to eat up all the food they make and even want a second one.

Isn’t this a strong affirmation of my cooking skills?

"Gentlemen, does this little girl need another one?" She did not forget to ask Zhizhi.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhizhi and Taotao are Mingyue's servants, the servants of a nobleman have more power than some minor officials.

In front of these common people, Zhizhi and Taotao are much more noble than Miss Jiao.

Zhizhi had already eaten half of Taotao's, so how could she have the nerve to ask for more, even though... hehe, she still had room in her stomach for the third and fourth roujiamo.

"No, no, thank you, Auntie, it's delicious!"

The Mingyang brothers did not renew their relationship.

"Okay!" The old lady turned around and went to work.

"Sister, I'm going to go take a look around and see if there's anything good I can bring you." As soon as Minghao sat down, his little eyes started rolling around.

After hanging out with my sister for a long time, we started to look for delicious food out of habit.

"Okay, thank you, second brother, second brother is the best!"

After being praised by Mingyue, Minghao felt relaxed all over.

He extended his hand toward Mingyang.

"Huh?" Mingyang didn't understand.

"Give me money, brother! I was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring my wallet." Minghao was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he asked Mingyang for money as a matter of course.

"Here." Mingyang took out a purse and handed it to him.

Minghao took it and ran away, "Thank you, brother~ I'm leaving~"

"Here it is, the delicious roujiamo~" The auntie's roujiamo was ready, and she specially made another one for Zhizhi.

"Ah, Auntie, how come I have one too!" Zhizhi was a little surprised.

The old lady didn't say anything else, just smiled and said, "Eat, eat."

Mingyue: The words "greedy girl" are written on your face, how can people not see it?

Auntie: You too!

"Auntie, please sit down and let's chat." Mingyue moved her little butt and patted the bench next to her to make room for her.

"This...this is inappropriate. I...can't..."

Before she could finish her words, Mingyue's oily little hands pulled her down through the handkerchief.

The moment she sat on the bench, she felt nothing real.

Oh my God, is E sitting on the same bench with the little princess?

Rounding it off, e has sat on the same bench with the Empress Dowager, the Emperor, and Her Royal Highness the Princess! !

Today is such a great day for the family!

I have made up my mind that I will take this set of tables and chairs home to display them!

"Auntie, please tell us about Longcheng. This is the first time for my sister and I to travel far away." Mingyang asked enthusiastically, with a mixture of truth and falsehood.

"Ah, where do I start? I don't even know." The old lady was a little nervous. If you asked her how many people were in her family and how her life was, it would be fine. But if you suddenly asked about Longcheng, her mind went blank.

Mingyue swallowed the food in her mouth and praised it for being delicious. The old lady was so confused again.

"Auntie, what else can we eat in Longcheng?" Mingyue started with the food and slowly asked questions.

After all, they mainly wanted to know what kind of person the former prefect was. Now that the people knew he was in prison, they would definitely not rashly talk about anything related to him.

"Hey, Longcheng, there are so many delicious foods, roujiamo, liangpi, youpaimian... you'll be so full of them that you can't even walk!"

Then they chatted a lot, and it was visibly that the old lady relaxed.

Mingyang looked at his sister with admiration. As expected, he could never compare to his sister in some aspects, such as her friendliness.

"Auntie, you know, just now when we were coming here, we saw a house that was shabby and dilapidated. The older brother next to it said it was the home of the former prefect. I don't think all the houses in Longcheng are like this."

She spoke casually.

The old lady had already treated Mingyue as her own cute and lovable younger generation in her conversations with her.

Now that she was asking about sensitive topics, the old lady was also open and honest, but her voice was a little lower. "The former prefect, we don't know what mistakes he made, nor do we know what he embezzled. We only know that he really has no money."

"Ah?! A prefect has no money!" Mingyue imitated the gesture of the village woman slapping her thighs on the Internet.

This shot brought me closer to the old lady. It felt so familiar!

"Hey, don't tell me, I really don't have any money!"

"The prefect was a farmer's son who rose through the ranks through examinations. After all these years in office, I guess all his salary was used to pay off his debts."

"His family was extremely poor back then, and they had to borrow a lot of debt to support a scholar."

"These debts have multiplied countless times since he became an official..." The old lady was afraid that Mingyue didn't understand, so she explained it to her.

After all, it is difficult to repay favors. People gave you money to help you study. Now that you have returned home in glory, why don’t you help these benefactors find a job or bribe them in the official circles?

That means paying back the borrowed money tenfold.

This is also an unwritten rule among the people.

"The previous prefect only wanted to do practical work diligently and didn't want to do anything illegal, so he had no choice but to return the money. That's why he didn't have much money on him. Everyone here knows this."

"The tofu seller next door once lent the prefect one tael of silver, and the prefect later returned ten taels of silver to him."

"So that's how it is." Mingyang thought thoughtfully.

"More than that!" A biangbiang noodle stall owner who had been eavesdropping for a long time suddenly appeared out of nowhere, brought two bowls of hot noodles, and asked to join the conversation.