Rong Qingqing fryed two plates of egg cakes, and served a plate with Xiaotao, left the kitchen, and planned to go back to Qinfangyuan to eat.

When the master and servant came out of the kitchen, they heard a strange sound at the base of the wall.

Rong Qingqing paused, her mouth curled slightly, and she did not look back.

It was not until the master and servant walked away that the cooks hiding under the wall ran out and looked at each other.

They suddenly felt that their strike was a bit stupid.

"Why might as well forget it?"

"There is no turning back!" A cook with a relatively experienced teacher interrupted her, "Once it's fresh, I have to cook for myself every meal. I don't believe she can tolerate it. Wait, she will come and beg us in a good voice to see if she dares to suppress our wages."

In her opinion, Rong Qingqing is a noble daughter who is not touched by the spring water. She cooks at once, but when she has to do it herself every day, she will start to get bored.

After all, the kitchen is filled with smoke, so how can they tolerate noble ladies like them?

After hearing the cook's words, the rest of the people felt it was reasonable and agreed.

"That's right, since we've all gone on strike, we should stick with it and see who can't stand it first."

After Rong Qingqing's master and servant left the kitchen, she planned to go back to Qinfangyuan directly, but she didn't expect to meet Xie Jingrun who came back from outside.

Seeing him, Rong Qingqing was in a bad mood.

I found out that I have encountered him a little more frequently recently?

I really want to pretend that I didn't see it, and turn around and leave.

But she can't.

If she dared to ignore Xie Jingrun so much, the wolf cub could skin her.

"Marquis." Although he was reluctant, he still smiled, stepped forward a few steps, and greeted him.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, and his steps did not stop and ignored her. However, when he saw the plates in her hand and her obvious relief, the corner of his mouth curled slightly and suddenly stopped, "What are you holding in your hand?"

There is a layer of cloth covering the plate, so I can't see what's inside.

Rong Qingqing didn't expect him to ask, and was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "It's an egg cake made by Laozi."

Changlin, who was following Xie Jingrun, almost couldn't hold back his smile when he heard the word "Old Body".

He glanced at her in shock.

Although she had been promoted to the old lady after her master took over the position of Marquis.

But when he heard a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

The key is that the parties involved are naturally very natural and do not seem to be unaccustomed to them.

Xie Jingrun's eyes also twitched, and he felt deeply that this woman was really good at taking advantage of the situation. At the same time, she was reminding him that she was a stepmother and hoped that she would respect her.

He sneered, suddenly raised his long finger and lifted the cloth on the plate.

When he saw the golden and fragrant pancakes on the plate, he was quite surprised, "Did you make it yourself?"

Rong Qingqing was surprised when this big devil became so fond of paying attention to these trivial matters, but she didn't dare to neglect it. She said truthfully: "Well, the kitchen cook, somehow, I didn't cook, so I had to make some by myself." After a pause, I asked politely, "Are you hungry? Do you want to taste it? It tastes pretty good."

When Xie Jingrun heard this, he glanced at her.

This woman spoke calmly, but she told him that the passive and lazy servants in the mansion wanted to inquire about him.
Chapter completed!