This morning, breakfast time was quite long, and the cooks and servants didn't get a break until almost noon.
Lunchtime was naturally postponed.
Mingmei still remembers the looks those players gave her when they passed by during breakfast that morning.
They wore every imaginable expression imaginable: indescribable, heartbroken, and utterly bewildered.
And in the end, they would all end up on the boxed lunches that were handed to them by Mingmei, making her feel a little guilty.
She shouldn't be blamed for the taste or efficacy of the boxed lunch!
Now all the players know how the stir-fried chicken with chives boxed lunch can "save their lives".
One bite and your breath will be so foul it could stink even ghosts and gods!
It would be a miracle if they didn't survive.
It's one thing for Mu Chen and Zhen Po to have single rooms, but what about the other double rooms?
Do you want to get beaten to death by your roommates after eating this?
"Oh dear, I heard from the maid who cleans the rooms that something big happened upstairs this morning!"
Mingmei was left in the kitchen picking vegetables and spacing out, thinking about what to do next. Then she heard the two cooks, A and B, chatting away again.
Bright and cheerful, though her expression remained unchanged, asked, "What is it?"
"I heard that the heirs are plotting against each other, and last night they even threw feces into someone's room while they were sleeping!"
Mingmei: "...?"
Where did this rumor come from?
Upon hearing this, Mingmei looked up at the two cooks who were speaking, especially at Cook A, whose confident expression seemed to be right there in the scene.
Mingmei: If I hadn't witnessed it myself, I would have believed it!
Cook B: "No way? How could this happen?"
Cook A: "Of course they would! Otherwise, why do you think they were late for dinner today? They were all cleaning up and taking showers! Think about that guy from yesterday, he might have been assassinated!"
Cook B: "That's true, it's beneficial for them all to have one less competitor."
Mingmei, hearing this mix of truth and falsehood, was momentarily at a loss for what expression to adopt.
"If killing was profitable, why didn't they do it last night, but instead... they threw excrement?" Mingmei really couldn't understand how anyone could believe such an obvious rumor.
Chef A, unfazed by Mingmei's skepticism, retorted, "How can you kill people every day? Of course, you can just find another way to scare them!"
Mingmei: "..."
At first glance, this sounds quite plausible.
But thinking about it carefully, something still doesn't seem right!
Before Mingmei could even refute it, the other side had already started talking again.
"The cleaners this morning all said the smell upstairs was awful! Especially in that young master Po's room on the west side, oh my, he must hate him so much! The smell was terrible! It took more than an hour to ventilate it!"
The very "source of evil" has become an innocent victim; this rumor is truly...
"Yes, I think Young Master Po is tall and strong, and he can eat and drink a lot. He's just like the Duke in that respect. I even saw the Duke praise Young Master Po last time." Cook B also mentioned what she had seen.
Even the bright sunshine couldn't help but prick up its ears to listen.
Was the butler originally very fond of Zhen Po?
Just then, the cook C, who hadn't gotten along with Mingmei before, opened her mouth again in a sarcastic tone after a long silence: "Who told you that Young Master Po is the most likely to become the heir? With that big and burly appearance, you think you can just say that?"
Yesterday, Mingmei didn't indulge her, and the other two cooks, having been rebuked today, couldn't help but retort, saying directly, "You think you know everything? You don't even look at yourself when it comes to being big and burly."
"I'm just plump! I just have a large frame!"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Chef C immediately stood up and then glared at Mingmei.
Bright and beautiful: ?
What kind of evil fire is burning her now?
Cook A scoffed lightly, her face full of disdain, completely unafraid of angering the other party.
Even the cook, B, took the opportunity to throw another basket of vegetables in front of her, telling her to go out and wash the vegetables.
The cook, C, who had just glared at her after refuting her, suddenly became quiet.
As she angrily left with her shopping basket, she didn't dare utter a single harsh word, which puzzled Mingmei.
"Aren't you afraid she'll get angry?" Mingmei asked curiously.
"Don't worry, this guy... he's dreaming all the time! How could he possibly be interested in a housekeeper like her?"
And sure enough, Chef A's mouth reveals a huge piece of gossip.
"Huh?" Mingmei opened her mouth, "She and the housekeeper?"
"It was all her wishful thinking. She was always trying to curry favor with the housekeeper, and all she did was not drive her away because she kept bothering him, which made her start to have some feelings for him."
"Then how do you know the housekeeper doesn't like her?"
"Then can you tell me what the butler sees in her? Is it that she's not pretty? Has a bad personality? Is she not very bright? She has nothing to offer yet is arrogant and unrealistic. What do you think the butler is after?"
Mingmei: "..."
How would I know if you ask me that?
After finishing her sentence, Chef A looked at Mingmei, who seemed unable to answer, and shook her head, saying that Mingmei was still too young. She added, "Although I don't know why the housekeeper did this, it's not like he's interested in her. Next time she's sarcastic, just confront her directly."
"Oh, oh~" Ming nodded as if he understood, and his attention to this Chef C did indeed increase.
After helping to pick the vegetables, Mingmei went out. However, Mingmei felt that she was probably the one who encountered the most plot points or discovered the most strange information, besides the players.
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