It seemed that Madam Chen and Chen Luyang had arranged to come in together from outside.
Chen Siyuan immediately pulled them to the pot.
Madam Chen spotted the pot in the yard at a glance. "Yuan'er, are you planning to cook yourself?"
Chen Siyuan shook her head, "We're having hot pot today."
"Hot pot?" Old Mrs. Chen had experienced a lot and witnessed many important events, so eating hot pot was something she really couldn't believe.
Seeing the hot pot burning below, are you going to eat the whole pot?
Chen Luyang, standing beside her, thought the same thing. "Little sister, what's wrong...?" He hadn't heard anything major happen recently. Could it be that his little sister has been through something traumatic?
Chen Siyuan knew they had misunderstood, and she remembered that she had the same expression when she first saw hot pot.
Without saying a word, he went straight to the pot, picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks, put it in the pot for a few seconds, took it out, dipped it in the prepared sauce, and then put it in his mouth, eating it in big mouthfuls.
Madam Chen and Chen Luyang were shocked.
Is this how you eat?
"Grandmother, eldest brother, come and try it, it tastes delicious." Chen Siyuan waved to them.
Everyone then realized what the young lady wanted to eat.
It looks strange, but judging from the young lady's expression, it seems to taste very good.
Madam Chen and Chen Luyang were also somewhat incredulous, but considering what Chen Siyuan had been through recently, they didn't want her to look too bad, so they came over to give her some face and put on a show.
I didn't expect that after taking a bite, I would suddenly find it delicious.
They ate it bite by bite without stopping.
Chen Siyuan explained, "Grandmother, eldest brother, this pot still needs improvement. Next time, I'll treat you to an authentic hot pot."
Madam Chen and Chen Luyang were too busy eating to react.
In their view, a pot is just a pot, and no matter how it's improved, it's still just a pot.
At this moment, Yang Lei, who was reluctant to protect Chen Siyuan, was equally shocked to see this way of eating.
He quickly passed the message on to Qiao Yuchen, who was about to leave.
Upon hearing the word "hot pot," Qiao Yuchen dropped everything and rushed over.
Upon seeing someone eating around a pot in the courtyard, his gaze quickly fell on Chen Siyuan.
hot pot?
This is a way of eating invented by the Fifth Princess of the Capital. How come I can see it here?
Could it be that Chen Siyuan and the Fifth Princess Consort have some connection?
The Fifth Prince supports the Fourth Prince, so is Chen Siyuan one of the Fourth Prince's people?
Thinking of this, he reminded Yang Lei to continue the surveillance, and then he left quickly.
He never expected that so many surprises awaited him upon arriving in Nancheng.
What worries Qiao Yuchen even more is that the Wen family of Beicheng is Chen Siyuan's maternal grandfather. If the Fourth Prince has the support of wealthy merchants in Beicheng, it will be a change in their plans.
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The next day, Chen Siyuan went to the blacksmith shop to have a pot made specifically for hot pot.
She brought the blueprints with her, worried that the blacksmith wouldn't understand them, so she delivered them to him personally.
Just as she expected, the blacksmith's master shook his head upon seeing her drawings.
Only after Chen Siyuan's explanation did they reluctantly agree to try making it.
Chen Siyuan didn't care and left after leaving a sufficient deposit.
She trusted the blacksmith's skills, but worried that he might have never made such a thing before and might ruin his reputation.
"Young Miss, you're saying that was hot pot?" Chunlan had a new understanding of hot pot, and at this moment, she thought the young lady was amazing.
"Okay, once the pot is ready, we'll have a few to try first."
"Good, good—" Seeing how much the young lady ate yesterday, she also got cravings.
"Look at you, so easily bribed with a little food."
"That's because of you, Miss. That's why I was so easily bribed."
"Really?" Chen Siyuan believed it; she deliberately wanted to see Chunlan looking anxious.
“Everything I said is true.”
"Alright, I'll believe you then."
Chen Siyuan led the two maids toward the cloth shop.
I didn't hear anyone talking about what happened that day as I walked along.
She sighed inwardly once again.
That's the benefit of power.
As long as you have power, you can make others say whatever you want, and if you don't want someone to speak, they'll never have the chance to speak in their entire life.
It seems that Qiao Yuchen now has the power to control one side.
Just as Chen Siyuan arrived at the cloth shop with her two maids, a woman's shout suddenly came from outside the carriage.
"Miss Chen, please wait!"
Chen Siyuan turned around and saw an old woman running over. Judging from her clothes, she was a servant of the Tao family.
The Tao family is a past that holds no positive connotations for her.
In her past life, no one in the Tao family had wronged her, and in this life, she didn't want to have anything to do with the Tao family.
Seeing his wife's anxious expression, Chen Siyuan couldn't bring himself to be cold.
The old woman hurried over to Chen Siyuan's side and bowed respectfully, "Miss Chen, the child you saved that day is my young master."
Chen Siyuan was slightly taken aback.
Young master?
The Tao family had always had only one son per generation, and in Tao Yifan's generation, only this one son was born.
How can someone who is a servant of the Tao family be called a young master?
The Tao family is no ordinary family; they wouldn't keep raising a child a secret. Could there be a story behind it that outsiders don't know?
Thinking of this, Chen Siyuan did not ask any questions.
"My master invites Miss Chen to express his gratitude in person."
"No need for thanks, it was just a casual gesture." Chen Siyuan said, and was about to enter the cloth shop when a servant of the Tao family suddenly rushed in front of Chen Siyuan, "Please, Miss Chen, move aside."
Chunlan and Chunping were furious and wanted to kick them out, but seeing the young lady's gaze, they could only stand there.
Chen Siyuan looked at the old woman in front of him. She was indeed dressed in the clothes of a servant of the Tao family, and the gesture of bowing looked somewhat familiar.
Thinking of the young master.
Could it be that this young master has an unusual identity?
Suddenly, it occurred to me that the Tao family had a daughter who was the Third Princess of the capital. Could it be that the young master she mentioned was the Third Princess's child?
That's not appropriate either.
That day, the child wasn't dressed in fine silk or satin, and the old woman was wearing the clothes of a servant of the Tao family.
Thinking of this, Chen Siyuan followed the old woman to a teahouse not far away in order to find out why.
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