Chapter 24 A beautiful woman freeloads a meal and breaks a teapot.
Xige led the people to the servant's private bath room in the inner courtyard and even helped him take off his clothes.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she placed her hand on him, he strongly resisted, and Xi Ge was pushed and bumped into the shelf.
Xige was furious, but since the young lady had brought the person back herself, he not only dared not be angry, but also had to appease the person. "I won't touch you. There are bath beans and towels on the shelf. You can wear my old clothes for now, and I'll find them for you."
Seeing him hiding behind the shelf, still watching him warily, Xige quickly took a few steps back, saying, "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."
Xige left, closed the door, stomped his feet in frustration, and went to complain to Xiaorong.
The person in the bathhouse stirred, looking around. It was consistent with the style of the courtyard, small and simple, but fortunately clean and tidy. Recalling Brother Xi's cautiousness, his bright eyes darted around.
Xiao Rong is preparing materials for sewing. There are still quite a few left over from making winter clothes for everyone last time, and he's looking for something else he can use.
After listening to Xige's grievances, he advised, "You mustn't provoke him. I think the young lady treats him differently."
"The entire east wing room, which was so big, belonged to him."
Xi Ge hurriedly said, "I'm only talking to you verbally, I wouldn't dare to do anything to him."
Then he asked Xiao Rong, "What is his relationship to Miss?"
After Xiao Rong finished tidying up the needle and thread, Xi Ge's words were full of complaints about that person, and now he mentioned Miss again. How could he not understand what he meant?
But Xiao Rong was an honest and upright person, and only said, "Anyway, it's not like us, being servants."
If he's not a servant, then what is he?
Thinking of that beautiful face, Xige lowered her head dejectedly.
Seeing that it was getting late, Brother Xi found some clothes to deliver to the person. He walked quietly, thinking that he would not disturb him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished putting the clothes on, he met a pair of dark eyes.
Startled, Xi Ge nearly knocked over the screen. He quickly patted his chest to calm himself, still wanting to curse a few words.
The other person seemed to have roughly figured out his position, and unlike when he first arrived, he was no longer cowering. He clung to the edge of the bathtub, covering his naked body, his wet black hair plastered to his shoulders, his handsome face cold and stern, his eyes like knives, and he shouted, "Get out!"
His voice was stern and stern, exuding the authority of a superior, as if Brother Xi had committed a grave mistake, which frightened him so much that he was at a loss for what to do and almost tripped while running out in a panic.
At 5 PM, Zhang Ting was having dinner in the main hall.
For dinner today, I made sweet and sour pork, spicy chicken, boiled sliced pork, and spicy hot pot. To make sure the dishes were not too spicy, I also served a bowl of snow pear and white fungus soup to cool them down.
It was such a feast! The aroma of sweet, sour, and spicy food hit her nose. Zhang Ting rubbed her hands together, her mouth watering.
Just as they were about to pick up their chopsticks, Brother Xi led someone in.
Unlike her usual lively self, Xige replied timidly in a low voice, "Miss, the young master has finished washing up."
Zhang Ting looked suspiciously at the candlelight in the hall, then at the darkening sky outside, wondering if it was already late afternoon. "That's right, why does this person need two hours to wash up?"
But she remained unfazed and did not want to delve into trivial matters.
"Okay, I understand. You may leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xi Ge bowed to Zhang Ting, then immediately moved a stool to serve the man a seat, served him rice and set out the bowls, before hurriedly leaving as if being chased by a dog.
Zhang Ting: "?"
Zhang Ting withdrew her gaze and then carefully examined the person sitting opposite her at the same table.
He was dressed in old navy blue clothes, sitting quietly on the stool with his eyes down. Just then, a breeze entered the room, blowing a few strands of his hair, which lightly brushed his face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a hint of restraint and unease.
He was dressed neatly and cleanly, and he looked gentle and polite.
Zhang Ting nodded in satisfaction, her gaze softening as she made him look up.
This time he didn't resist and obediently did as he was told.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Zhang Ting asked him again, "What's your name?"
Upon hearing this, he seemed to have been struck on a sore spot. His pupils contracted slightly, his whole body tensed instantly, and his hands unconsciously gripped his robes.
Zhang Ting waited for a while before she heard his barely audible voice, "Xiao Yi."
The voice was clear and crisp, and sounded somewhat familiar, but Zhang Ting was certain she had never seen him before and thought it was just her imagination.
Zhang Ting values kindness and doesn't easily offend people. Since he's already sitting at the same table with her, she naturally won't chase him away.
Her stomach was already rumbling with hunger, so she picked up her chopsticks and stared at the dishes in front of her with a pious expression, then called out, "Let's eat."
The spicy chicken has a crispy skin and a tender, juicy interior. One bite and the numbing and spicy flavor bursts in your mouth, so delicious that Zhang Ting almost wanted to swallow her tongue.
I also ate some sweet and sour pork with rice. The sweet and sour meat flavor spread in my mouth, making me sigh with delight.
Zhang Ting was happy with the service, but Xiao Yi was not.
He used to eat light food, but now staring at the dishes covered with chili peppers, he didn't know where to start. But seeing Zhang Ting eating with relish, he picked up his chopsticks and tried it, only to be choked and cough incessantly, his throat burning with spiciness.
Zhang Ting was disturbed while eating and gave him an unpleasant look, but in order to maintain the good reputation of her host family, she pushed the snow pear and white fungus soup in front of him.
"Have some of this to calm your nerves."
Xiaoyi picked it up casually and gulped it down. After finishing, she dared not touch the food on the table anymore, and pitifully ate the pear inside the soup bowl.
Zhang Ting had a good appetite, and the kitchen used plenty of ingredients; he was full before he even finished this bowl of pear soup.
He wiped his mouth and casually put down the soup bowl.
Zhang Ting ate as swiftly as ever, finishing her meal and stuffing it into her iron stomach, only a quarter of an hour later than Xiao Yi.
I was very satisfied with the meal.
She always conducts training for new employees. Grabbing a napkin from the side to wipe her mouth, she asked, as usual, "What are your strengths?"
Xiaoyi didn't understand what Zhang Ting was going to do. She stared at her with her bright eyes, blinking rapidly, her hands clasped together as if she were thinking of something.
Then he lowered his head and said slowly, "I... I, I can manage the household."
housekeeper?
Zhang Ting choked, "If you can manage the household, then what am I supposed to do?"
The young man, a newcomer, dared to provoke her.
Zhang Ting decided to give him a hard time, and said with a slight smile, "I see that you have a long waist and long legs, which is quite suitable for organizing internal affairs. From now on, you will be in charge of keeping the inner courtyard clean."
As for monthly allowance, of course there is none.
Hearing her say that, the other party breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed.
Zhang Ting got up and, before leaving, specifically instructed him to clean up the mess on the table.
But as she approached the main room, she heard the sound of a plate falling to the ground behind her.
She frowned and reflected, wondering if her move could be considered a case of killing ten thousand while losing three thousand of her own.
...
The next day at dawn, the sky was just beginning to lighten and the fog was thick. Zhang Ting got up on time and went to the courtyard to stretch his limbs, only to see a slender figure standing in front of him, diligently sweeping up fallen leaves with a broom.
Although he wasn't very good at his job, at least he had the right attitude.
This gave Zhang Ting a little comfort.
Li Ruilian arrived soon after and immediately spotted the boy in the corner. She wouldn't pry into the master's private affairs, but she noticed that the two were very close, even spending their morning exercise together.
She looked perfectly normal as she exercised and practiced boxing with Zhang Ting. Zhang Ting was a latecomer to boxing, but she had made rapid progress and could now even exchange a few blows with her.
Xiao Yi originally wanted to sweep the fallen leaves across the street, but the two of them were sweating profusely from their practice, their clothes soaked through, making them an unsightly sight. He dared not go over and could only shrink in the corner, waiting for them to leave.
Zhang Ting felt he had grasped the basics, so he invited Li Ruilian to spar with him. The two practiced together until Chenshi (7-9 AM) before stopping.
She casually wiped the sweat from her face and saw that the man was still standing there motionless like a tortoise. She couldn't help but worry: with such low efficiency, how could she possibly earn back a thousand taels?
When I went to the dining hall, a little tail followed me.
Zhang Ting recalled what had just happened and was speechless.
Seeing the young man approaching, Li Ruilian, not wanting to witness her host's love affair, hurriedly took her leave.
Zhang Ting tried to persuade her to stay for breakfast, but she couldn't.
She frowned, staring at the round, full head of the person in front of her. Before she could even ask a question, she heard a muffled "gurgle".
The other person hung their head, clutched their stomach in embarrassment, and remained silent.
Zhang Ting sighed and called over others to have dinner together.
For breakfast, we had two steamers of scallion and beef soup dumplings, one steamer of mushroom and pork dumplings, six shumai, four fried dough sticks, and two bowls of sweet and thick porridge. The aroma was irresistible and made our mouths water.
Without spicy dishes, Xiaoyi is very satisfied with what she uses.
After filling his stomach, Zhang Ting went straight to his study to study poetry and literature. He found Luo Zijun's article from a few days ago and analyzed its structure and usage one by one. He then picked up a book of classics and history to read carefully.
As she read, she was inspired, spread out the Xuan paper, picked up her brush, and wrote the article in one go.
Staring at this policy essay, he smiled with satisfaction.
At lunchtime, I saw a familiar face again.
Zhang Ting touched her chin, realizing she'd been framed, but why wasn't this person afraid of her? Could it be that she looked kind?
However, she paid for everything anyway, and he ate very little. They just sat at the same table, so it didn't make much difference.
Zhang Ting took a walk around the yard to digest her food, then prepared to go back to her room for a nap, and then asked Xiao Yi to wake her up in half an hour.
Zhang Ting slept soundly, and just as she was about to wake up naturally, a loud bang suddenly came from outside.
Startled, she immediately sat up, and in her haste, she accidentally broke the teapot in front of the couch.
The urgent and violent knocking on the door continued.
She leaned against the headboard to catch her breath, her voice muffled, "What is it?"
The man's voice was deep, "Time to get up."
Zhang Ting suddenly felt a headache coming on. How come this person, who seemed quiet and honest, was so clumsy and inefficient when it came to doing things?
She got dressed and stood up, leaning lazily against the door frame, gently rubbing her forehead with her fingertips.
Xiaoyi stood beside her with a broom, watching her quietly.
A moment later, Zhang Ting straightened up, staring intently at him, and slowly walked towards him.
Xiaoyi's breath hitched. Forced to back away, she was filled with terrifying thoughts, which sent chills down her spine and made her body tremble uncontrollably.
He stammered, "Master... what is it you need?"
Zhang Ting did not respond, but only got closer and closer to him. He had nowhere to retreat and pressed himself against the crack in the wall, his heart pounding violently like a drum.
When they were only half a foot apart, Zhang Ting finally stopped. He could even smell the clean scent of soap on her body, gentle and refreshing, but she gave him an extremely strong sense of aggression, making him feel as if he were being enveloped in her arms.
He was horrified to see Zhang Ting raise her hand and reach towards him—
Then take the broom from his hand.
Zhang Ting turned and went back into the house, yawning on the way.
What should we eat for dinner tonight?
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Welcome to save this, babies! [Sprinkling flowers]
Bai Xing accidentally transmigrated to interstellar space and became the lowest-level beta.
Bai Xing was a little surprised, but then it dawned on her.
After all, she was poor in both her past and present lives.
It's okay, it's okay. She's just working in a different world, and it doesn't affect her empty bank balance.
Overcoming the primary challenge, Bai Xing, yearning for a new world, went out to find a job.
Then—she was kicked out.
"Inferior betas, get out of here! We only recruit noble alphas."
Everyone looked down on her. Bai Xing was furious and irritable, then slunk away.
Bai Xing squatted on the ground, drawing circles in frustration. There was nothing she could do; she was just an ordinary, weak little girl.
In this materialistic world, is there no way for her to become rich for no reason?
There really is one—
The man in black approached her with an appraisal report. "Good afternoon, Miss Bai. Given that your compatibility with the Supreme Commander is 100%, we will pay you one billion star coins as a reward if you are willing to provide pheromones."
Bai Xing was suddenly overjoyed, but then firmly refused.
There's no such thing as a free lunch. She was just daydreaming. Between dying heartlessly and starving to death, she would definitely choose the latter!
Then, she was knocked unconscious, stuffed into a sack, and taken away.
...
Pei Lin, as the supreme commander of the empire, is powerful, ruthless, and cold-blooded. He is known as the pillar of the empire and is the dream Alpha in the hearts of countless omegas.
However, he has a fatal weakness: he is not an alpha, but an omega with a super 3s rating. He can usually handle those low-level alphas, but he is helpless during passionate periods.
To avoid being discovered, he compromised and participated in gene matching, but when the person was brought in front of him, he couldn't help but be disgusted and speechless.
She was a female beta, inferior, weak, and vulnerable.
After much struggle and deep thought, he finally unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards her.
Just bear with it, you'll be free once you get pregnant.
But, can this weak little bitch in front of him get him pregnant?
[Mini Theater]
Bai Xing differentiated into an alpha, and she was overjoyed, jumping for joy, and cheering.
She clenched her fists; this time, she was determined not to be the one on the bottom!
Pei Lin, who was standing to the side, crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.
The next day, Bai Xing, supporting himself on the wall with one hand and his waist with the other, walked out of the room with trembling legs, and saw a certain O on the sofa reading the newspaper with great interest.
Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she let out a thunderous roar: Isn't she female A?!
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