Chapter 40: Fu Jin hates and is happy
Chapter 40 Fu Jin hates and delights
The two masters and servants returned to the Wisteria Garden, and after a while, the shallots and Xiaodouzi also limped back.
The ten boards are neither light nor heavy, and they can barely walk on their own, but the pain is definitely uncomfortable. Both of them had red and swollen eyes, and there were still tears on their faces, obviously crying.
"Gege, it's all blaming the minions for being useless, and causing Gege to be reprimanded by Fu Jin."
"How can I blame you, my master is useless, I can't protect you!" Mu Jin sighed and told them to go back to the room to rest, let the buckwheat serve warm water, and gave sorghum two taels of silver to let him get some relief Swelling and stasis ointment.
Mu Jin was standing in the yard, and the buckwheat brought warm water. She found an excuse to let her go, and quietly mixed some medicinal spring water in the water. As the concoction method, let her bring the warm water with medicinal spring water to the small beans and the shallots.
Sorghum quickly came back with the ointment, "This medicine is worthless, it only cost three cents of silver."
After saying that, he wanted to return the rest to Mu Jin.
Mu Jin waved his hand: "You keep it, you can use it when you need it, it's not enough to tell me, don't feel bad."
Sorghum, as the steward of Wisteria Garden, doesn't have the money for entertainment and communication on hand.
Sorghum thought for a while, and respectfully, he left the money.
is busy, dinner is delivered from the kitchen.
Buckwheat hurriedly took down the food box and thanked him with a smile.
"Gege, let's have dinner, it's already now, Grid must be hungry too."
Mu Jin rubbed her stomach, she was really hungry. She couldn't help laughing and laughing at herself. Sure enough, it was the biggest meal in the world. With so many things happening and the future uncertain, she still felt hungry and had an appetite.
Thinking that they didn’t eat buckwheat, etc., they also asked Kaoliang to go to the kitchen to get their food boxes.
Buckwheat put the dishes on the table one by one, his eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "Gege, these dishes look pretty good, they are still hot and look like they just came out of the pot, the kitchen doesn't dare to come and go. It's a mess, it's great!"
Mu Jin looked at it. There was double-mushroom roasted venison, dry croquettes, melon and **** whitebait, wheat kernel soft tofu, and a lily fresh fish cup, as well as a plate of pickled purple ginger, a plate of cucumber strips in sauce, served with A big bowl of green and fragrant japonica rice.
Chef Fang is very good at life, Mu Jin smiled and finally felt more at ease.
If you offend the Fourth Master and annoy Fu Jin, but you get nothing in return, that would be too sad.
The main courtyard.
Fu Jin had no intention of eating, and under the painstaking persuasion of Wu Ma and Ji Ma, he used a few chopsticks before shaking his head and ordering people to withdraw.
no appetite.
The Fourth Master didn't say anything, but she understood that it was because she was Fu Jin, and he would never say anything wrong to her in front of others.
She married him at the age of fourteen and has been a husband and wife for ten years. She knows him better than anyone else. She knows that he is actually angry and blames her for her poor housekeeping.
Fujin sneered slightly, a sneer flashed across his eyes. Her Honghui is gone, and it is unlikely that she will have any more children in the future.
Besides, Fourth Master has not touched her for several years.
There is nothing left, why does she still care about everything? She can't wait for them to fight, the more chaotic the better.
She also wants to avenge her Honghui!
That bitch!
In fact, she was a little happy about what happened tonight.
There was only Chef Fang in the kitchen in the backyard, but Chef He Er got the permission of the fourth master to put it in more than two years ago. It is said that Chef Fang is too tired by himself, and it will be more convenient to have one more person.
Ask for a ticket
(end of this chapter)
