Rong Qingqing was taken aback. "Nobody's doing any work?"
"Yes," Xiao Tao said angrily. "What are these people thinking? If they're not going to work, what are they doing staying in the Marquis's mansion?"
Rong Qingqing laughed and said, "That's right, what would be the point of staying in the Marquis's mansion if we weren't doing any work?"
Xiao Tao was taken aback. "Miss, I was just saying it casually."
“But you’re right.” Rong Qingqing blinked and patted her shoulder. “Let’s go.”
"Where to?" Xiao Tao asked in surprise.
"The kitchen."
"What are you going to the kitchen for?" Xiao Tao realized she couldn't keep up with her young mistress's train of thought.
"Of course we'll cook. If they don't cook for us, are we just supposed to wait to starve to death?" Rong Qingqing said, amused.
Xiao Tao was taken aback, thinking she had misheard.
Coming to his senses, he quickly followed.
When Rong Qingqing arrived at the kitchen, she found it empty; all the cooks had run away.
Looking at the cold stove and empty pot, Rong Qingqing asked in surprise, "Are they really not cooking anymore?"
“Yes, I even grabbed a cook to ask them. They said that the Marquis’s mansion no longer pays monthly stipends, so why bother cooking?” Xiao Tao replied.
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing was somewhat surprised. "Who told them that the Marquis's mansion is no longer paying monthly stipends?" She thought that they already knew about Xie Jingrun's previous statement about halving monthly stipends, which was why they went on strike to protest. Now it seems that this is not the case; someone must have spread rumors.
Xiao Tao shook her head, "This servant doesn't know either. Apart from the people in the kitchen who don't do anything, the other servants who sweep the courtyard do the same."
Hearing this, Rong Qingqing already knew what they were planning to do, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she went straight to Xiao Tao and asked, "Do you know how to start a fire?"
Xiao Tao paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."
“Then you take charge of the fire, and I’ll make breakfast,” Rong Qingqing said, rolling up her sleeves.
Xiao Tao was stunned. "You're making breakfast?"
Rong Qingqing nodded, knowing that she had doubts, and explained, "Although I have never cooked before, I have read a few books about cooking. I just don't know if it is as simple as it is in practice?"
Her tone was very uncertain.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Tao's doubts faded, and she said, "Why don't I do it? You go back first, and I'll bring it back to you after I've finished cooking. But my cooking skills are just so-so, so please don't mind, Miss."
Rong Qingqing shook her head. "You'll be too busy to cook and tend the fire all by yourself. I don't have anything else to do anyway, so this is a good opportunity to practice my cooking skills."
Seeing this, Xiao Tao stopped trying to persuade her and asked curiously, "What does Miss plan to eat?"
Rong Qingqing walked around the kitchen and saw that there was flour and eggs, and immediately had an idea.
To show that it was her first time cooking, Rong Qingqing deliberately acted very clumsy and inexperienced.
When cracking eggs, I deliberately broke several; when handling flour, I spilled it everywhere.
After finally managing to mix the flour and eggs evenly, the first piece I fried in the pan burned.
Xiao Tao had no suspicions and even encouraged him from the side.
Rong Qingqing smiled slightly, and it wasn't until the second pancake that she slowly started to fry it.
Soon, the aroma of egg pancakes wafted from the kitchen.
The servants hiding at the base of the wall swallowed hard.
How is it different from what they thought?
If there's no food, Rong Qingqing should be making a scene in the kitchen, so why is she frying pancakes instead?
However, the pancakes really did smell delicious!
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