"Listen to Grandpa, eat as much as you want!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Hua jumped three feet high: "Great! Grandpa, I like the Longjing Shrimp!"
Seeing that it was happy, Yuan Lao's already wrinkled face became even more wrinkled with laughter.
"Good, good, good! Butler, quickly tell the cook to make plenty, so my grandson can have a good meal!"
"Yes, Master!"
After the steward left to carry out his orders, the maids cleared away all the cold dishes.
Looking at the dishes being taken away one by one, Wu Hua felt it was a bit wasteful, and tugged at Yuan Lao's sleeve.
"Grandpa, should we throw these away? It's such a waste!"
Mr. Yuan never expected that it was not only intelligent but also had a frugal heart; it was simply the perfect grandson.
"Nothing will be wasted; any leftovers by the master will be given to the servants!"
Wu Hua was relieved. It didn't matter who ate it, as long as it wasn't wasted!
Qin Luo once again lamented the insurmountable nature of class distinctions; those who ate what their masters left behind still had to be grateful.
One look from his master and he must immediately understand his meaning.
When the master gets angry, everyone has to kneel down immediately.
While feeling both grateful and thankful to be a child of the Qin family, otherwise I would have been reborn into the body of a servant.
That would be utterly hopeless; having your life in someone else's hands is terrifying to even think about!
When the dishes were served again, only Wu Hua kept eating.
Old Master Yuan had three maids serve it food, and only then could they barely keep up with its eating speed.
Qin Luo looked at Elder Yuan and saw him gazing at Wu Hua with a loving expression.
He then directly voiced his doubts.
"Grandpa Yuan, why did you adopt Zai Zai as your grandson? And why did you have your men call him Young Master?"
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