A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

The saying that love makes people blind and lose their senses is indeed theoretically sound, and no one, from royalty to commoners, is immune to it.

Xiao Yuan would never admit that he was moved, but he was unconsciously making concessions in his actions.

However, he was able to turn the tide very quickly.

As darkness fell, dinner from the kitchen was served.

The steward of the governor's mansion was indeed capable. Knowing that his mistress had an extraordinary appetite, he urgently allocated more funds to the kitchen.

It's better to be prepared than to be caught off guard; we can't afford to see a repeat of the situation where the supervisor returns home to find no food to eat.

Since I didn't know my wife's limits, I prepared the ingredients for four tables. Anyway, the weather wasn't hot yet, so even if we couldn't finish it tonight, we could use it for breakfast tomorrow.

With a few more adjustments, we'll definitely be able to figure out our master's eating habits before it gets too hot.

Jiang Xinyu is now inseparable from food; she forgets about Xiao Yuan as soon as she sees the food on the table.

He sat at the table, chopsticks in hand, his eyes gleaming, his head turning back and forth as the maidservant set the table. It was as if he was afraid that if he lost focus even for a moment, his food would disappear.

Xiao Yuan felt a surge of anger, even thinking maliciously that if he overturned the table now, this girl would definitely cry from anger.

Actually, Supervisor Xiao was being too conservative. She would not only cry but also curse your ancestors for eight generations. As for whether she would fight you to the death, that would depend on whether she was already out of her mind with anger.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuan was only thinking about it. Seeing Jiang Xinyu's happy, squinting eyes as she ate, he also got hungry and simply sat down to eat with her.

Although Jiang Xinyu was greedy, she wasn't too possessive of her food. Besides, it originally belonged to someone else, and even in her busy schedule, she didn't forget to put a piece of food on Xiao Yuan's plate.

However, that was all there was to be had, as the Lady of the Eunuch was too busy to spare any more time.

Jiang Xinyu wasn't rude when she ate, but her eating speed was so fast it was dazzling.

Her cherry-like mouth chewed incessantly like a little rabbit's, and the food dwindled at a visible rate until, apart from the fish and vegetables in front of Xiao Yuan, there was practically nothing left.

The maids had become experienced, so they removed the empty plates while continuing to place them on top.

Xiao Yuan ate only one bowl of rice and drank half a bowl of soup before he was full. After that, he watched Jiang Xinyu eat rice with great interest.

No matter how many times he saw this scene, he found it fascinating, feeling as if his little glutton's belly was a bottomless pit.

He had read all of Jiang Xinyu's information, and his spies had even bribed some of the Jiang family's old servants to question her.

His wife had never eaten like this before, and it was only two days before their wedding that her appetite suddenly increased.

Could it be that you were just pretending all along?

How could that be? You can't keep up the act forever. How could someone who only eats a little bit of food be able to stand eating cat food for over a decade?

If you really had to diet, your body wouldn't have been able to handle it long ago.

But this girl, though not fat, wasn't the frail type either, and he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.

In the past, Xiao Yuan always ate very quietly, barely touching any of the dishes on the table, finishing in the time it takes to drink two cups of tea.

When they arrived at Jiang Xinyu's place, it was unusually lively. Four maids stood beside her, one serving rice, one serving soup, one clearing away empty bowls, and one setting out new dishes.

Moreover, unlike the ladies of wealthy families who put on airs at meals, she truly had a clear division of labor, and no one could be missing, otherwise they really couldn't keep up.

Jiang Xinyu was also helpless.

She could finish her rice in two or three bites from the small agate bowl that was less than the size of her fist, and the soup bowl wasn't much bigger either; she would basically pick it up and drink it all in one gulp.

If she had to serve herself soup and rice, she'd be exhausted; she'd probably burn off half the calories from the meal.

Let's make do for now; she'll need to give the kitchen some feedback tomorrow.

Why use a bowl? Just give her a big basin.

The dishes don't need to be so complicated anymore; having so many plates on the left and right is just annoying.

She wants both quantity and quality but no variety. As long as the food tastes good, she'll put it all together in a big folding basket.

Jiang Xinyu ate her meal for almost half an hour. When the maid brought out the last dish, she was covered in cold sweat.

The kitchen prepared four tables of over 60 dishes, but now not a single plate is left.

What if Madam still wants to eat? Should we bring a few more plates of snacks to tide her over?

Goodness, is their wife even human?

Could it be that it's been possessed by some mountain spirit or monster?

Jiang Xinyu was a bit impatient when she ate the first table of food. After that, she wasn't so hungry anymore, and she slowed down her pace. While eating, she still had the leisure to chat with Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan shook his head helplessly, "Don't talk while eating or sleeping, or you'll bite your tongue."

Jiang Xinyu rolled her eyes. "Can't you wish me well for once? I just felt a little awkward eating while you watched, so I'm trying to start a conversation. If you're worried I'll bite my tongue, then you can say what you want and I'll listen."

It's so boring to just sit here like this.

By the way, what's your favorite food, husband?

I'll have the kitchen prepare it for you every day.

Or I could learn it; although I haven't done it much before, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Anyway, I'm just staying at home with nothing to do.

But let me make this clear first, I'm out of the running for making clothes. The only difference between my hands and pig's trotters is that they look a bit thinner. I can't make clothes with these hands.

I can only embroider a purse or a belt for you at most, that's all I can do.

You wouldn't want to see my fingers riddled with prickles, would you?

Xiao Yuan tossed a handkerchief at him disdainfully, "Wipe the sauce off your mouth."

The eccentric was right after all; he's good at nothing but eating everything.

"It's fortunate your dowry was quite generous, otherwise you'd be starving sooner or later if you kept eating like this."

Jiang Xinyu immediately got the key point: "What does this have to do with my dowry? Didn't we agree that you would provide meals?"

Don't get angry with me, I wasn't joking this afternoon.

"Either you provide meals or I'll serve you in bed; you choose one. If you try to starve me by doing both, I'll hang myself at your doorstep."

Xiao Yuan slammed the teacup down on the table, startling the maid who was serving the rice into stillness. Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Jiang Xinyu suddenly softened her voice.

"Husband, I was wrong. Please don't be angry."

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath.

Well, even if this girl doesn't understand his suffering, she does have some genuine feelings for him.

He simply couldn't bring himself to be cruel to a woman who looked at him with love in her eyes and was willing to kiss him, a stinking eunuch.

Jiang Xinyu was delighted to see Xiao Yuan's expression soften, and dared not say another word, burying herself in her food.

This time she really knew she was wrong, and she would never make Xiao Yuan angry during meals again.

Haha, what if this guy flips the table?

After all, they are my bread and butter. If we're going to argue, we should wait until we've eaten before trying to appease them before the next meal is served.

Xiao Yuan thought his little wife was really sensible, but in reality, she wasn't worried about whether he would be angry or not.

Compared to her husband, the woman was clearly more worried about not being able to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and four-happiness meatballs.

Love exists, but not much.