320. Sneak into the kitchen and poison it.

Although the system cannot directly punish Tao Wanbi, it can manipulate the points system.

Immediately afterwards, the system redeemed a packet of white powder, which appeared directly in Tao Wanbi's hand.

[I've changed the laxative for you. It's colorless and odorless, just enough to embarrass her without causing too much trouble. Go quickly!]

"Huh?" Tao Wanbi hesitated. "Drug a three-year-old child? No way, that's too immoral! And if I get caught, I'll definitely be killed!"

Do you still care about whether someone is immoral or not?

If you don't do it, your remaining points will be deducted, and you won't even be able to use the system shop, let alone complete the task.

The choice is yours: do it, or wait to be eliminated?

Tao Wanbi bit her lip, struggling with the decision for a long time.

She really didn't want to do such a despicable thing, but she also didn't want to offend the system, nor did she want to die.

Although she probably didn't have many points left...

After hesitating for a while, she finally wiped her mouth reluctantly, stood up, and said, "Fine, fine, I'll go, okay?"

Hurry up and go, don't dawdle.

Remember, don't let the people in the kitchen see you.

Tao Wanbi nodded, clutching the laxative in her handkerchief, and walked cautiously toward the kitchen with her head down.

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The little dumpling was sitting at the table, listening to everyone's praise. She felt a little shy, but also happy.

She was so confident after being praised that she wanted to show off another skill she was good at—cooking!

[Task triggered]

[You've managed to sneak into the banquet at the Marquis of Beiding's residence; that's excellent.]

They continued their revelry, maintaining a facade of peace and prosperity.

But as you know, as your power grows, Tao Wanbi's forces are steadily losing ground.

Some things have quietly changed.

You're excited; you can't wait to add fuel to the fire.

【for example……】

[Sneak into the kitchen and poison it.]

[Mission: Infiltrate the kitchen, poison the food, and then feed it to Tao Wanbi's group.]

[Reward: Targeted Selection Card x3]

The system has issued another task.

As for the mission...

Poisoning?

The little girl's eyes lit up; she recognized this one!

The system auntie also posted this before!

“Okay! Yue’er will go!” The little dumpling stood up and said to her second brother next to her, “Second brother, Yue’er will go to the kitchen to take a look.”

The second brother was talking to someone when he heard this and nodded: "Okay, go ahead, be careful!"

"Okay!" the little dumpling replied, then skipped and hopped towards the kitchen.

On the other side, Tao Wanbi, clutching the laxative in her hand, took advantage of the lively atmosphere at the banquet and the fact that no one was paying attention, and secretly went around to the back door of the kitchen.

There was only an old cook picking vegetables at the door, which made it easy for her to sneak into the kitchen.

She immediately spotted a steamer basket of freshly made lotus seed paste cakes on the stove, piping hot and filling the entire kitchen with their aroma.

She looked around and saw that the people in the kitchen were either chopping vegetables or washing dishes. Because of her short stature, she was completely hidden by the stove, so no one paid any attention to her.

Tao Wanbi quickly took out the laxative packet, opened it, and then held it up with trembling hands.

"Moon's here! Moon's going to make some snacks!" A clear, sweet voice suddenly came from the doorway.

Tao Wanbi was so frightened that her hand trembled, and the laxative packet fell into the salt jar next to the stove.

She only hurriedly took the paper packet, but sprinkled all the medicine powder inside.

She didn't care about anything else and turned to run towards the back door of the kitchen.

She dared not let the little dumpling see her doing something in the kitchen; if she were questioned, she would definitely be exposed.

When the little dumpling ran in, she only saw a figure quickly slip away and didn't pay any attention.

She took a few quick steps to the stove, tilted her little face up, looked at everyone in the kitchen, proudly puffed out her little chest, and said in her childish voice, "Yue'er wants to cook delicious food herself!"

Everyone in the kitchen knows Little Dumpling; after all, she's the family's precious darling.

They all laughed.

The cook came over, squatted down, and spoke to her in a very gentle tone: "Oh my, our young lady wants to make her own desserts? How capable! I'll make room for you, young lady, so you can take your time, okay?"

"Okay!" The little dumpling nodded vigorously, its eyes sparkling.

The maidservant next to her brought over a small chair and placed it in front of the stove. She also wrapped a small apron around her neck and tied it tightly. She even rolled up her sleeves to prevent her from getting flour on her skin.

The little dumpling stood on a small chair and could just touch the stove.

Little Dumpling's preferences are always changing. In the summer, lotus seeds are delicious, so she likes lotus seed and white fungus soup. In the autumn, osmanthus flowers are fragrant and sweet, so she likes osmanthus cake.

Now, she likes red bean glutinous rice cake!

She decided to make one herself!

The little dumpling was excited when it saw the red bean paste, flour, sugar jar, and red bean jar on the stove... all the tools were there, and it reached out to grab the flour.

As a result, his hand slipped, and flour spilled all over his hand and even got on his little face.

"Haha, Miss has turned into a little clay figure!" The maid next to her couldn't help but laugh and took a handkerchief to wipe her face.

The little dumpling wasn't annoyed at all; instead, it giggled and reached out to scoop out the red bean filling.

She didn't hold the spoon properly, and some red bean paste fell onto the stove. She quickly picked it up with her little hands, but ended up getting paste all over her hands, making them sticky. She even smeared some on her apron, instantly covering her beautiful little apron with a lot of red bean paste.

The head cook patiently instructed her, "Miss, we'll put in flour first, then add some warm water, knead it into a dough, then divide the dough into small pieces, roll them into round cakes, and then wrap the filling inside, okay?"

"Okay!" The little dumpling nodded, picked up a small half bowl of flour, and poured it into the basin.

Too much was poured in, and the flour piled up like a small mountain.

She picked up the kettle and poured water into the basin.

She didn't control the amount well and poured in too much at once, turning the flour into a thin paste that covered her hands.

"Oh dear, there's too much water!" The little dumpling frowned and quickly grabbed another handful of flour and put it into the bowl, but the more flour she added, the thicker it became.

So you add water if there's too much flour, and add flour if there's too much water...

After repeated cycles, it eventually turned into a hard, dry dough.

The little dumpling tried to rub it hard, his face turning red, but he couldn't get it to move. He could only look at the cook for help: "Grandma cook, I can't rub it anymore!"

Everyone was amused by her.

The cook came over and added some warm water for her, then kneaded the dough until it was soft.

The little dumpling watched the cook knead the dough and wanted to try it too. He reached out and grabbed a corner of the dough, then tried to knead it as well.

Then, for some reason, the dough stuck to her hand and she couldn't shake it off: "It's bullying Yue'er!"

"It's alright, it's alright, we'll knead it back together," the cook said with a smile, washing her little hands and dividing the dough into pieces.

The little dumpling was happy and started thinking about adding ingredients again.

Red bean jar? He reached out and grabbed a handful of red bean paste, pouring it all into the dough.

A sugar bowl?

White sugar? Scoop a spoonful in.

Brown sugar? Scoop a spoonful in.

Sesame jar? Grab a handful...

In short, she added everything she could see into the dough.

"Miss, that's too much! It won't taste good!" the maid quickly advised.

"No!" The little dumpling shook its head and said in a childish voice, "Add more yummy food, it will definitely taste better!"

As she spoke, she reached for the salt jar by the stove, unaware that Tao Wanbi had dropped the laxative into it earlier.

The laxatives were mixed into the salt pile, and then the little dumpling grabbed handfuls and put them into the dough, along with other random things, and nobody noticed.

The little dumpling was still oblivious, enthusiastically pulling at the dough with her little hands, mixing the laxative powder and various ingredients together, full of energy: "Knead, knead, knead them all together, the desserts made this way will definitely be the most delicious!"

The cook, who was so close, didn't even notice the packet of laxatives. She even helped the cook knead the dough, saying as she kneaded, "Okay, let's knead all of this evenly. We'll put it in the steamer later, and it'll be done when it's steamed!"

"Yay!" the little dumpling cheered, and its little hands kneaded the dough vigorously. Although it didn't help much and even made a mess of the stove, it was still very happy.

Her little face was full of anticipation: "When it's steamed, Yue'er will let Mother, Father, Big Brother, Second Brother, Grand Tutor, and Brother Xie all try it, and let them praise Yue'er for being so amazing!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment: "Huh? This is really meant to be eaten?"

They thought the little girl was just playing around, like playing house, so they didn't stop her too much.

"Yes, yes!" the little dumpling said sincerely.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.