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"You are really amazing, girl. Just do it once today and the young lady will give you all the pastry-making work." There was a sour taste in Chef Yang's words of praise. Everyone around was silent and just stared with their eyes wide open.

"Madam Yang, you taught me well. Without your guidance, I wouldn't dare to show off my skills. The young lady said she assigned the job to me because of you. I am the apprentice who is benefiting from the master's kindness." Xia Zheng took Chef Yang's hand and shook it coquettishly, like a daughter treating her mother with affection.

Chef Yang couldn't help but smile and reached out to pat her. "You're such a good coaxer."

Seeing that Xia Zheng was coaxed into submission by Chef Yang with just one sentence, he couldn't help but secretly admire how amazing she was.

After working in the small kitchen for two or three days, she was very quick and efficient, working diligently. Not only did she not get scolded by Chef Yang at all, she even coaxed her into letting her help in the kitchen, and now they even treated each other as master and apprentice.

"After all, he is a lowly person, and he is best at coaxing people by acting like a dog."

Qiu Ying had just finished her shift in the small kitchen and had not yet reached the servants' room when she leaned against the corridor pillar with her arms folded, looking sarcastic.

"Why is Sister Qiuying here? The bathroom shouldn't be closed at this hour."

"It's none of your business to meddle in my affairs, you dog."

Xia Zheng burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at you scolding yourself."

Qiu Ying was puzzled, "When did I ever scold myself?"

"You and I are both second-class maids. If I am a dog, aren't you too?" He blinked his watery eyes and looked at Qiu Ying, mocking her silently.

"You...you and I are different! You are just a fire-making maid, but I am..."

"This is not a Marquis's Mansion, but a Duke's Mansion. Here, you and I are the same."

"That's because you think we've never been the same." Qiu Ying raised her chin proudly, "I will definitely become..."

Having said that, Qiuying remembered what her mother had told her before she left.

This fire-making girl accidentally came in front of the young lady and had no idea what was going on. She couldn't let her know!

"Become what?"

Xia Zheng's words frightened Qiu Ying, and she shouted in panic, "Why should I tell you this? Anyway, I'm different from you. Not to mention in the future, I can teach you a lesson anytime I want."

"is it?"

"Of course! If you don't believe me, I'll..."

"Madame Zhao is here."

Xia Zheng suddenly shouted behind her. Qiu Ying was so scared that she didn't dare to look. She covered her face and disappeared in a flash.

Turning around, I saw Dong Lin standing in the dark.

After being discovered, he smiled awkwardly at Xia Zheng.

After thinking for a while, Xia Zheng returned to the servants' room without any response.

After that, for seven consecutive days, Xia Zheng made more than ten different kinds of cakes and had them sent to the main house. However, no one knew whether Gu Yizi came, ate them, or remembered her because of them. Until this morning, Qiu Ying covered her face and ran from the yard to the lower room crying.

"You came into the mansion together, go and take a look." Chef Yang reached out and took the rolling pin from Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng nodded gratefully, wiped her hands, and trotted back.

'Snapped! '

Before I even entered the door, a teacup hit the threshold and shattered into pieces.

"What's with all this talk about us being concubines? That's all bullshit! How long have we been here? Have we even met the young master? You keep calling us chores, it's clearly torture. I just brought the young master a cup of tea, and you insulted me like this? You're just jealous. Why are you pretending to be a magnanimous mistress? Just keep the young master on your belt. You're playing tricks on me!"

Qiuying's voice was so loud that the whole back room could hear it. Chunzhi was so scared that her face turned pale. She was at a loss and wanted to cover Qiuying's mouth but didn't dare. Donglin stood by and saw Xia Zheng coming and hurriedly said, "Keep your voice down. It will be troublesome if someone hears you."

It didn't specify who this "heard" was referring to.

As soon as Qiu Ying saw Xia Zheng, she knew it was Xia Zheng. She was furious, "I heard it, so what? It's all the same anyway! I can't be the young master's concubine, and you can't do it with your face! I tell you, the young lady won't tolerate you. You think you're great just because you can please the cook in the kitchen. At best, you'll be a cook like your mother, immersed in the smoke and fumes your whole life. You want to turn things around? Dream on!"

Looking at Qiuying who looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, Xia Zheng didn't feel angry, but sad.

It is I who feel sad.

Qiuying's parents raised her too well. She grew up in the Marquis' Mansion and has no brains at all. When she gets angry, she blurts out everything and has no fear. But this is because she has the confidence to be so willful. If it were her, she would not only be embarrassed, but would have died several times over.

Even though we are both maids now, we are still different.

Not to mention, some people are born superior to others.

"What are you yelling about?" Aunt Zhao rushed in with a stern face. Dong Lin immediately covered Qiu Ying's mouth and smiled apologetically: "Nothing, she's just talking nonsense because she's angry."

Yan glared at Qiu Ying, then turned to Xia Zheng and said, "The young lady wants you to come over."

call her?

Not daring to delay, he accepted the greeting and headed for the main house.

When she reached the door of the main house, Xia Zheng stopped and took a deep breath.

Although we cannot choose where we are born, we can choose how to live.

Exhale and step over the threshold.

"This servant pays homage to the young lady."

Tao Yurong, who was changing clothes behind the screen in the inner room, responded softly. Xia Zheng tactfully took two steps back and lowered her head to carefully look at the outer room.

Although the room has been cleaned up, the traces of tea on the floor have not been wiped off.

From the large pool of water and the splashes around, it can be roughly inferred that the tea was spilled all over the chair.

But the seat was clean, which meant that someone was sitting on it at that time.

Now, apart from the young lady, only one person can sit in that position.

No need to ask, everyone can imagine what Qiu Ying did. No wonder she slapped the face of her pride.

"Are you still used to working in the kitchen?" Tao Yurong, who had just changed her clothes, came out from behind the drawn bead curtain and sat on a chair without any water stains. She seemed to be oblivious to the wet chair next to her and the water stains on the ground.

Xia Zheng didn't dare to look anymore, and lowered her head and replied, "I have been doing firework since I was a child, and I am used to it."

"Since you have been working in the kitchen since you were a child, you should know that the kitchen is the place where you least see the master and has the least future. Why do you want to exchange jobs with Qiuying?" Tao Yurong's words were smiling, as if she was just chatting, but Xia Zheng's heart trembled when she heard it.

Everyone in Fanghua Courtyard belongs to the young lady, so naturally someone will tell them every detail of their every move, including the words that Qiuying blurted out in the back room.

She and Qiuying had swapped jobs for more than ten days, and only now did she bring up the water stains that had been deliberately not cleaned up.

"Young Madam, please forgive me!"

Xia Zheng immediately knelt on the ground, her whole body shaking like a sieve.