Chapter 260: The Village Beauty Who Claims Favors in a Farming Story (7)
Zhao Ce's expression did not ease at all, his thin lips were as red as blood, and he raised them lightly: "I remember that they were the maids awarded by my father and mother?"
The servant lowered his head and said, "My Lord, yes."
Every time the prince laughs like this, it means someone is about to be in trouble.
"Since you are a maid, how can you not work?"
The servant immediately understood: "I will ask the housekeeper to arrange work for them."
Zhao Ce looked at him approvingly. This one was smarter than the previous one.
"No hurry, what else did they say?"
The servant thought carefully, "Miss Yunzhu said that Miss Su eats a lot, and said... that Your Majesty likes women with slim figures. Miss Su might... might fall out of favor if she does this."
The last sentence was not said by Yunzhu, but was guessed by the servant based on the situation at the time.
Zhao Ce sneered: "How come this king doesn't know that he likes slim women?"
The servant lowered his head, thinking that Miss Yunzhu was in big trouble.
The study was very quiet.
The servant breathed very softly, not daring to make any unnecessary noise.
Zhao Ce suddenly spoke up: "Since they have said so, it would be very inhumane for me not to meet their demands."
"Give the order. From today on, the dishes for the girls in the backyard will be reduced by half, from three meals a day to two meals a day. This king likes slim women, and I hope they can live up to my expectations."
The servant said hurriedly, "Yes."
The prince didn't even remember their names, and simply referred to them as "the ones in the backyard." It was hard to tell whether this was more ridiculous or lamentable.
Three meals a day was changed to two meals a day, and the regular dishes for each meal were reduced by half. Add to that the work they had to do in the future, and they were in a miserable situation.
Why did you have to pick on that person when there are so many people to pick on? Now you’re hitting a wall.
…
The fire in the earthen cellar gradually died out.
The cellar was opened, and hot air came out. Su Lingyu used a hook to hook out the simple cake basin. In an instant, the sweet aroma drifted in the yard.
"It smells so good." Su Yaozu couldn't wait to get closer, "Sister, let me have a taste."
Su Lingyu slapped him away: "Don't touch my cake with your dirty hands."
Wang saw this and went to defend her youngest son: "What are you doing? Can't you just talk it out? Who would dare to marry a girl who's touching her?"
Su Yaozu curled his lips: "That's right, poor and particular."
"Then I won't marry."
Su Lingyu glared at Su Yaozu and said, "Do you still want to eat my cake?"
"……think."
"Why don't you go wash your hands?"
Su Yaozu swallowed, forced his eyes away from the cake, and went over to wash his hands in shame.
Brother Su, his wife and their little nephew came over after washing their hands.
Su Lingyu's sister-in-law, Mrs. Li, stared at the things in the iron basin with shining eyes: "Is this the cake?"
Su Lingyu picked up the iron basin with a cloth, turned it upside down on the chopping board, and knocked it hard. Soon, a complete semicircular cake base was peeled off.
The eldest sister-in-law quickly tore off a piece, blew on it, and stuffed it into her son's mouth: "Xiaobao, try it."
Su Lingyu was just about to cut it, but when he saw the irregular gap, he lost his mood and simply grabbed a piece with his hand and threw it into his mouth.
Not bad, tastes very similar to what I remember.
The conditions are very simple and it is impossible to restore it one-to-one. It would be good enough if it is 70% to 80% accurate.
"Let me have a taste too." Su Yaozu grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth with his hands still wet. "Delicious!"
The little one in Mrs. Su's arms also clapped: "Delicious!"
The Su family had never eaten such a delicious meal before. They took turns taking a bite and quickly finished the whole pot of cake, giving it unanimous praise.
Su Lingyu couldn't help feeling proud. Of course, it didn't matter who made it. Such a soft, sweet and fragrant cake base, even without any cream, would be highly sought after in the 21st century, not to mention the ancient times when living conditions were poor.
"Sister, are you going to use this to set up a stall tomorrow?"
Su Lingyu shook her head: "No stall."
She wants to cooperate directly with the pastry shop in the town. She will supply the goods, the pastry shop will sell them, and the money earned will be divided according to the ratio.
But in this way, the reputation will belong to the pastry shop.
It’s not that she hasn’t thought about selling it herself, but that would be too slow. If she wants to rent a shop, she has to make money as soon as possible.
Moreover, Su Lingyu does not plan to make a fortune by selling cakes. She is a food blogger, and the food she makes most of is not desserts, but various special dishes.
Su Lingyu's biggest wish is to open his own restaurant in the capital.
The capital city is the core area of the Daqing Dynasty, with many dignitaries. Having witnessed the prosperity of the 21st century, Su Lingyu is unwilling to stay in a backward small village. She also looks down on the county town and the provincial capital. If she wants to go, she must go to the most prosperous place.
There was another reason. Somehow, Su Lingyu felt that there must be something in the capital that attracted her.
She will definitely pass away in a year at most.
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Not long after Su Yu entered the palace, everyone in the palace once again felt the prince's favor for her.
Didn’t you see that even the people sent by the Emperor and the Empress were sent to do odd jobs because of her?
After lying in the house like a corpse for several days, Su Yu finally decided to come out.
Chunmei suggested: "Girl, the weather is nice today, how about we go for a walk in the garden?"
Su Yu had no objection, it didn't matter where she went.
When she arrived at the garden, she finally understood why Chunmei brought her here.
Sitting in the pavilion, Su Yu took a sip of tea and looked at the woman who was sweeping the floor in the corridor with a broom. Who else could it be but Xiang Zhu who came to cause trouble a few days ago?
I haven’t seen you for a few days. Why do you look so miserable?
Chunmei seemed to know her doubts and took the initiative to explain: "I heard that Miss Xiangzhu was punished by the prince to sweep the garden, and Miss Tongyue was sent to the stable to feed the horses. The worst one is Miss Yunzhu, who is now washing clothes in the laundry room. The other girls have been sent to various corners. The prince is clearly venting his anger on you."
Su Yu drank the tea in one gulp, raised her chin slightly, and said as a matter of course: "I am Zhao Ce's savior, so of course he has to vent his anger for me."
Hearing Zhao Ce's name, Chunmei turned pale with fear: "Miss, you can't just call the prince by his name casually."
"He told me to call him that."
"It's a different time now. When you rescued the prince, you didn't know his identity, right?"
Su Yu nodded. That’s true.
Chunmei advised earnestly: "The prince allowed you to call him by his name because he certainly didn't want to reveal his identity. Now that we have arrived in the capital, there is no such concern. It is better for you to be cautious."
Su Yu had a headache after hearing this: "Why do people here go around in circles so much?"
Chunmei could only smile and say: "I am doing this for the young lady's own good. Look, even the people His Majesty has bestowed upon the prince have been sent to sweep the floor if they have displeased the prince, let alone the young lady."
Xiangzhu in the corridor was so angry that she was shaking all over.
It's really like a tiger in troubled waters being bullied by a dog. How dare an ordinary maid laugh at her?
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