Although it was just an ordinary iron pot stewed chicken, why did it taste so tantalizingly delicious?
A large fatty chicken, the two sisters couldn’t finish it, because they were just eating pancakes, pancakes dipped in the chicken broth, unimaginably tasty.
Besides, she added chili, mushrooms, and potatoes into the chicken, kind of like braised chicken in soy sauce, but it tasted even better.
"Sis, what should we do with these leftovers?"
"Let’s just leave it in the pot for now. If we get hungry before bed, we can heat it up and eat."
"Oh, that’s perfect."
"Co on, let’s take a walk and have a good look at our farm. Such a big estate—we spent a lot on just fencing it. Living in such a place in Beijing really is cozy!"
Inside the farm, there was a long row of adobe houses, each with a kang bed inside, perfect for keeping warm during cold winters. A room could fit four or five people without any problem.
She planned to hire so long-term workers like whole families, providing better safety. Though called long-term workers, they weren’t that different from servants.
The farm had a total of two rows of adobe houses, ten rooms in all, including a kitchen, a storeroom for miscellaneous items like firewood, and a locked storage room. The remaining seven rooms were for the servants to reside in. She and Yaya cleaned up one of them, which left six that could house about twenty or thirty people comfortably.
Xiao Yu didn’t know that as soon as she left, a guard snuck into her kitchen and ate all of the remaining half pot of chicken.
After he finished eating, he belched contentedly and then returned to Prince Qing Mansion to report to his master. While reporting, he inadvertently ntioned how he’d sneaked the al, describing the chicken as heavenly, one of those rare delights in life, superior to the signature dishes at all the restaurants in town... yada yada...
After he had gratified his appetite for talking, he found his master staring at him with a rather disgruntled look.
A chill ran through him, "My lord? Is there a problem?"
Yan Qing watched him coldly, "Tomorrow morning you set off for Fla Island to take a letter to Ze (Ah Ze)."
The guard’s face went pale, and he instantly realized that he’d genuinely made a mistake and imdiately dropped to his knees.
"My lord, I was wrong, please spare my life. I’ve just returned from Fla Island, and I truly don’t want to go back."
"You were wrong? Then tell , where did you go wrong?"
Internally, the guard was almost falling apart. How would he know what he’d done wrong? If he knew his mistake, would he be here groveling and weeping for rcy?
Unable to give an answer, he was rcilessly kicked out the door.
Rembering the guard’s description, Yan Qing irritably smashed a bowl and chopsticks. This annoying woman, refusing to accept a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, given a chance and still not knowing how to climb up the ladder, what’s so wrong with working at his Manor? And yet she consistently refused him again and again?
No, he couldn’t control his longing for her cooking; even thinking about it now made him salivate. If he had known that guard would get to eat the earth pot chicken, he should have gone himself!
The guard thought, "...Because of a bowl of chicken, you’re exiling ?"
Is that really necessary?
By the ti Xiao Yu and Yaya returned to the house after a walk around the rice paddies and the grove behind the hill, planning to heat and eat the remaining chicken to avoid spoilage by morning, they stared in shock at the spotless clean kitchen: "Where’s my chicken?"
Even Xiao Yu was slightly dazed, "Are you sure we didn’t finish it just now? Maybe we ate it all and then forgot after washing up?"
Yaya scratched her head, a puzzled look on her face, "Sis, I’m sure we didn’t finish it, but now, who could have eaten our chicken and been so kind as to wash the pot?"
Xiao Yu: "...It seems we have a quality thief in our ho!"
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