Of all the servants from the Western Continent, the one they liked the most was the cook from the Great Xia Dynasty.
The cook held a very high position in the palace. It is said that when His Highness the Prince came to Rome from the far East, he brought fewer than ten people with him, including this cook.
When they first ate at the mansion, the cooks pushed a cart full of food to them, but they didn't dare to eat their fill because they didn't know that this was their food ration for several days.
The food smelled delicious, even more enticing than the aromas wafting from those big restaurants in the city.
The servants had to use tremendous willpower to control their mouths; if they didn't stop, they would eat it all, and what would they do tomorrow!
Several greedy children were even beaten. The Prince's mansion allowed servants to bring their children into the mansion, which was an act of great kindness. We should be grateful and content.
Two hours later, the cook lost his temper with them. His thick Da Xia dialect left the servants, who knew a little Da Xia Mandarin, dizzy and terrified, so they all knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Sir...we don't know how much to eat, we can stop eating tomorrow!" Wen Lisi, whose face was slightly freckled, pulled the two children behind her and said with a forced smile.
Before her family went bankrupt, she was a businesswoman with some wealth and had seen a lot of the world. She naturally assumed that she was eating too much, or that her two children were eating too much.
To everyone's surprise, the cook became even angrier, pointing at Wen Lisi and jumping up and down while cursing, which terrified everyone.
Finally, a guard who barely understood the Western Continent dialect arrived and spent a long time explaining it to them before everyone finally understood.
The cook's original words meant: "When you come to the Prince's mansion, you have to know the rules. There's no bread, steak, or lamb chops here that you like. There are only steamed buns, rice, and Daxia stir-fried dishes. You have to eat them whether you like them or not, so don't complain!"
"You left so much food uneaten. Wasting it is a small matter, but it shows your disdain for a cook's skills."
Good heavens, how could I have complained about such delicious food? This is absolutely unacceptable! The chef was right to scold them; they deserved to be scolded and must correct their behavior immediately.
"Whoosh!"
A dozen servants and children rushed to the cart and devoured the remaining food within minutes, leaving not a single grain of rice in the rice bucket.
The cook pointed at Wenlis, who had eaten the most, and said, "You, starting tomorrow, will cook for me!"
Wenlisi will never forget the scene of her first time helping in the kitchen, when the chef sprinkled pepper and spices into the broth as if it were free, not to mention other things.
From then on, Wen Lisi and the others began their happy life. They had three meals a day, were given uniforms, and never lacked wages at the end of the month. They could even settle their accounts with goods from Daxia.
Those were silk and porcelain! They could be exchanged for several times their value in the market. From then on, every month on payday, shop owners would wait outside their doors to buy the goods from the servants.
The three servants who were dismissed today lost their lives because of a little bribery and a careless mouth. This serves as a reminder to the remaining servants to cherish their jobs more.
"Your Highness, those who couldn't keep their mouths shut have been dismissed. I failed in my duty, please punish me!"
Sun Liansheng lowered his head, anxiously awaiting Qin Mo's punishment. As a former manager of the Development Bureau, he knew how vast Qin Mo's territory and how powerful she was. He knew how many lives this seemingly amiable young nobleman held in his hands, and he was genuinely afraid of Qin Mo.
"Forget it, I just need some peace and quiet. I don't want those clueless people bothering me!"
"Your Highness, I promise I will not let anyone disturb your rest again!" Sun Liansheng breathed a sigh of relief and made a solemn promise.
But not long after, he returned with a long face.
"What's wrong, Steward Sun? What's with that expression?" Qin Mo couldn't help but laugh when she saw Sun Liansheng's conflicted and bitter face.
"Your Highness, a man and a woman have arrived outside and insist on seeing you. I couldn't stop them!"
"Hmm? Is it a merchant from the Western Continent or an official?" Qin Mo's face turned cold. If he didn't want to give people face, even if the patriarch of the Medici family came, it wouldn't matter.
"They said it was your...father-in-law and mother-in-law!"
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