The officers removed Master Mu's shackles, and the crowd erupted in exclamations and commotion.

Oh my god, it's still possible! Why? Why him? Countless question marks flashed through his mind.

Uncle Mu's eyes turned red with jealousy. His second brother was so lucky!

He couldn't help but say something sour, "All he does is try to please Mr. Zeng all day long. He has no integrity at all. I feel ashamed for him."

Third Master Mu said sourly, "I feel ashamed and don't even want to acknowledge him."

But he was thinking, what does Lord Zeng like? He must cater to his tastes and try to curry favor with him.

Not only him, but everyone else's eyes also lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

As long as you please Lord Zeng, you will have a good life. Not bad, this idea is completely feasible.

Master Mu regained his freedom with both hands. He rubbed his wrists gently and felt a sense of relaxation all over his body. He felt the convenience of freedom of movement.

He couldn't help but burst into tears, and repeatedly expressed his loyalty, "Thank you, sir. I will definitely behave myself and listen to you. If you say go east, I will never go west."

Lord Zeng couldn't help but look sideways, wondering how such an honest man could give birth to a daughter with such a smart mind?

Mr. Mu used up all his life's luck in having a good daughter.

After that, Mr. Mu was able to drive the carriage freely. Countless people looked at him with envy and jealousy, and they would come over secretly from time to time to inquire about the situation.

Everyone wants to know the reason so that they can have a direction to strive for.

Mr. Mu was beaming with joy, “You will know later.” He has a good daughter, but they don’t, hahahaha.

At lunch time, the officials found a spacious place to set up a pot and cook.

Mu Wanqing and her daughter walked over, and Deputy Captain Li took the lead and led them to the carriage full of luggage.

Officials on business trips were not so particular. They only carried two sets of spare clothes, a set of bedding, a water bag and a bag of dry food.

Most of the officials came from poor backgrounds, and the supplies they prepared were very simple.

Deputy Captain Li introduced, "We usually have a simple lunch at noon, and stay at the post station at night to cook a few good dishes and replenish supplies. Of course, just in case, we will prepare three or four days of food, and you can choose what you want."

Anything can happen when you are away from home. The most important thing is food. Flour, rice, vegetables, fruits and meat are all well prepared.

Unfortunately, the cook’s cooking skills were not very good. Of course, no matter how bad the hot soup and hot water were, they could be sold to the fugitives.

Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly, "There's no sesame or peanuts, and flour alone can't make it taste so good."

Deputy Captain Li couldn't help but get anxious, "What should we do then?" Can't eat it?

"Let's buy all the ingredients at the post station before cooking." Mu Wanqing spread her hands, as a skilled cook cannot cook without rice.

Deputy Captain Li was extremely disappointed and his face fell.

Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes and said, "How about this, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make a pot of rice for everyone."

This is the most worry-free and convenient, and is suitable for big pot meals.

Deputy Captain Li's eyes lit up and he nodded desperately, "Okay."

If you can't eat the broken gold rice, vegetable rice is fine.

Mu Wanqing smiled slightly. The person in front of her really loves to eat. Not bad, not bad. She would write it down in her little notebook.

She picked out the ingredients she was going to use, vegetables, lard, rice, and bacon, "Dad, come and help me."

Mu Wanqing made a pot of bacon and vegetable rice.

Everyone can cook vegetable rice, but making it delicious and good-looking is a bit difficult.

She moved very skillfully, and Master Mu was helping her on the side. The father and daughter had a good understanding of each other.

While the cook was learning from the master, Mu Wanqing did not stop him and even gave him some little secrets.

What she did successfully won the cook's heart, and he burst into tears of gratitude.

You know, a dish or a recipe can be passed down from generation to generation, and future generations can rely on the recipe to support themselves.

Who would selflessly teach a recipe to an outsider?

He was once sent to a restaurant as an apprentice, and served his master hard for six years, but was not allowed to watch the master cooking, let alone learn.

My cooking skills are still mediocre, and it’s really not delicious.

One can imagine how generous Miss Mu San is.

As soon as the pot was opened, the overbearing aroma of the rice and vegetables quickly spread, attacking everyone's sensitive taste buds and making them swallow their saliva.

The bacon and vegetable rice she made was green, and the rice grains were crystal clear and shiny, like a work of art.

Add a spoonful of lard and stir it, and it will be so fragrant that you will lose your soul.

Deputy Captain Li was the first to rush over, shouting and pushing the big bowl forward, "Give me a big bowl, it's going to stand out."

Serving the rice was Mr. Mu's job. The officials rushed over one after another, looking like starving ghosts reincarnated.

Deputy Captain Li couldn't help but burst into tears while eating the steaming bacon and vegetable rice.

It has the sweetness of bacon, the freshness of green vegetables, the soft and fragrant rice grains, mixed with the aroma of lard, and seems to be glowing softly. This is a delicacy that soothes the soul.

Mr. Zeng gave him a strange look, "What's wrong?"

"When I think about not being able to eat such delicious food in the future, I want to cry."

Mr. Zeng: ...You are sick!

However, Miss Mu San’s cooking skills are truly amazing.

The simple ingredients create the illusion of a large table of food. The taste is delicious and you will want to eat more after eating it. Your stomach will be particularly satisfied.

Damn it, why do you eat so fast? Do you swallow it without even swallowing it?

Lao Li, how many bowls have you had?

He couldn't help but speed up his movements, inhaling the wind and clouds madly.

The whole pot of rice and vegetables was almost empty. There was still a little left. Deputy Captain Li was anxious, "Don't move, this is mine!"

He only ate three bowls!

An official was still not satisfied. "Whoever has the quickest hand gets the food. There are no fathers, sons or brothers at the dinner table."

Mr. Zeng: ...These people are not very enthusiastic about other things, but they are very enthusiastic about eating.

He stood up suddenly and said, "Stop arguing and look after your appearance. Everything belongs to me."

The officer was stunned, "Sir, you..."

The worst person is actually the boss!

The noise had already alarmed the prisoners, and they were staring at the scene of them fighting.

The second young master of the Mu family's main house has the most volatile personality. "You have to fight for this kind of food. You must have never seen the world. Back then, my family only used the tenderest part of the lamb for a crispy and fragrant roasted meat. It took a hundred sheep to make a plate..."

A tribe member on one side complained coldly, "So, the whole tribe was exiled."

Second Young Master Mu: ...

Young Master Mu hadn't eaten meat for a long time and his mouth was watering. "I would like to try it. It smells so good. I didn't expect the third girl to have such a skill. Why doesn't she serve some for us to try?" Even a small bowl will do.

Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions, wondering what good things they were thinking about.

Mu Wanqing would start a fight if she disagreed with something, and would never argue unless she could take action.

After confirming with their eyes, they knew that he was not someone they could provoke, let alone someone they could enslave and exploit.

The second young master Mu looked at the place not far away with eager eyes, "So, the shackles were removed because Second Uncle was chosen to do odd jobs. Why didn't they choose someone who is young and strong? Second Uncle is not young anymore, and his brain is not very useful. He is not as smart as us."

He also wanted to free his hands! With the shackles on his body, it was inconvenient to do anything, and he needed help even to go to the toilet.

Mu Zifeng was a little impatient. Didn't he want to? Being a handyman was also a good job. He was considered half of his own and could be protected.

"They should be obedient and honest, and not try to be clever."

The second young master Mu was aggrieved, "I am also obedient and honest."

Mu Rongxue, the daughter of the third branch of the Mu family, sneered, "Are you stupid? She is clearly benefiting from Mu Wanqing's help, but is her cooking skill really that good?"

Young Master Mu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Sister Yao, you can also help with the cooking. You are a famous talented woman, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you are also a top-notch housekeeper. I still remember the dish you made at the old lady's birthday banquet last year, which won the guests' praise. You can bring it to shock those country bumpkins."

Mu Jinyao, who was in a daze, was called. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Uncle Mu wanted to take advantage of the situation. "Once you take action, how can Mu Wanqing take the lead? Come on, we support you."

Mu Rongxue had had enough of these idiots. "Are you stupid? Who told you that any rich girl would cook by herself? Just move your mouth and stare at the dish for a few minutes, and you'll be considered to have made it yourself."

The Mu brothers were stunned, right?

"You actually faked it! What about your skill in needlework? Is that fake too?"

Before the accident, Mu Rongxue also doted on her. She had a strong personality and was the best in everything. "Why should I learn it when I have an embroiderer with superb skills at home? It's good enough if I can make a sachet."

Mu brothers: ...

The Second Young Master Mu didn't understand, "Then how could Mu Wanqing be so proficient?"

Mu Rongxue knew this. "They have a small kitchen in the second room, but they don't have a cook, so we have to do it ourselves."

The second young master Mu said, "So, the sufferings we endured in the past have become advantages, and what we are good at is useless?"

These words were too heartbreaking. Everyone around them moved away from them, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

After finishing their meal, the officials wiped their mouths and said in unison, "Master Zeng, let Miss Mu be the cook. I'll be happy when I think about eating the meals she cooks every day."

"I support that."

After eating Mu Wanqing's meal, the officials' favorable impression of her suddenly increased.

"I second the proposal. I can eat ten bowls of the meal prepared by Miss Mu San."

"But I returned ten bowls! Are you a pig?"

If you haven't tasted Mu Wanqing's cooking, you can still eat pig food without knowing it.

But after eating it, I couldn't stand it anymore.

There are obviously better ones, why should we endure?

Lord Zeng would be happy to do so, but would Miss Mu agree?

"I'm afraid that others will be jealous of me." He said this with confidence and a hint of pride.

Master Mu on the side nodded vigorously. Yes, his daughter was good in everything except that she was too outstanding, which made her easy to be envied and hated.

Lord Zeng was stunned. Her actions were one outrageous move after another, and her reasons were even more outrageous.

"Who dares? Unless you are tired of living."

Mu Wanqing was terrified. "My grandmother, my eldest uncle, and my third uncle hate me so much that they secretly want to kill me. What they say behind my back is even worse. Hey, I'm a polite and good girl with a peaceful and kind temperament. I only want world peace...ah, I mean I want everyone to be happy and live in harmony."

Lord Zeng felt so tired looking at the girl who was talking nonsense. What did she want to do?

"You are right, but with me and my brothers here to keep the peace, they won't be able to cause any trouble. I guarantee you a safe journey."

It was a promise to protect her along the way, a promise others could only dream of.

Mr. Mu was so excited, this is great.

Mu Wanqing, however, had a gentle and peaceful look on her face. "Master Zeng, you are such a good person, but you are all outsiders, so it is not convenient for you to stay by my side every minute. I want my father and brother to take turns to accompany me."

"But they are all in chains, which makes it difficult for them to do anything, let alone protect me."

Master Mu has already done it as a handyman, and he has two older brothers.

Lord Zeng looked up at the sky in silence, "You are really amazing, Miss Mu."

I knew you were up to something.

Mu Zhongping on the side was breathing heavily with excitement, his eyes sparkling. Will the adults agree?

Just as Lord Zeng opened his mouth to speak, there was a commotion in the crowd and a fight broke out!

Several men were fighting each other, the scene was chaotic and screams were heard frequently.

Lord Zeng's eyes narrowed, and he picked up his weapon and rushed over...

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