After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 182 Hello, My Puppet Prince (8)

Yes, now this button is very similar to those on the prince's shirt!
Bazahei realized belatedly that Ding Bao was sewing buttons for the prince.

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Ding Bao would pull the gem from the curtain in front of the prince, so it was for this purpose.

It nodded.

"You are winning the prince's heart."

"I'm just doing what I have to do."

"Then do you know what I did before? I was too lazy to do anything. I just lay on the balcony and peeped at the prince all day long."

Ding Bao's face remained unchanged, he bit off the gold thread and put the needle and thread aside.

"Girl Huaichun is too normal."

When it was time for lunch, the kitchen staff stayed in the same room to eat, the ninth-class maids had a table, and the cooks had a table, and the room was crowded with people.

Everyone ate what was left by the masters. There was everything in a big pot of soup. The fat cook slowly stirred it with a spoon. Ding Bao walked up with his own plate. Stretching out, he scooped up some soup foam for her.

There were some thick dishes on other people's plates, but Ding Bao only had a small spoonful of soup in front of him, not to mention the thick ones, not even a vegetable leaf.

She looked ahead, and there was a cook who divided bread and sausages. Everyone else had two slices of bread and one sausage. Ding Bao walked forward silently. A piece of bread that had already dried out.

As for the sausage, no.

"There are still many people behind. You ate two sticks yesterday, don't eat today, and save some for the people behind."

Ding Bao was expressionless, looking at the fat cook in front of him, standing motionless in front of him.

"There are still seventeen people behind. I just counted the sausages here, and there are 23 more. Hurry up and give me one and I will leave. Don't waste the time of the people behind."

Ding Bao pre-empted the attack and did not give the fat cook a chance to speak. The people in the queue at the back naturally looked at him and complained in a low voice.

"Hurry up, I'm starving to death..."

Ding Bao turned a deaf ear and continued to stare at the cook in front of him with his black eyes.

The cook rubbed his nose and scratched his hair, wanting to speak out directly but was afraid of Ding Bao's identity, after all, this girl was also a noble lady outside, looking at her eyes, they were black and bright, surprisingly big, The eyeballs are also more black and white, revealing a self-confidence that cannot be hidden.

These eyes stared at him like this, which made the cook feel uncomfortable, and the people behind were still urging him, so he reluctantly picked up a sausage and threw it into Ding Bao's plate with a sullen face.

"Go quickly."

The head servant had told everyone not to be too polite to her, the fat cook was still worried after giving the sausage, and looked back out the window, and sure enough, he saw the head servant with a dark face staring at him.

The fat cook couldn't help shivering all over, and hurriedly lowered his head to continue serving food for others.

Ding Bao got his wish and got the delicious sausage, which was the only meat for this meal, so Ding Bao couldn't suffer if others had her.

Strolling around the room with a plate, Ding Bao finally picked a seat in the middle and sat down.

The other tables were full of people, but the stool she was sitting on was empty, and even the maid sitting opposite her left with their plates.

Now, she was the only one left on the whole table.

"These people are rejecting you."

Bazahei started to talk nonsense, Ding Bao lowered his head to eat, regardless of good or bad, and stuffed everything into his mouth.

She doesn't care about these things either. Ding Bao cares more about what to eat tonight than the obvious target.

"Aren't you hungry after eating this?"

There was only soup and bread on the plate, and the only sausage was chewing in Ding Bao's mouth. After two bites, it was obvious that she was not full.

"Save your stomach for dinner."

"Are you sure you will be allowed to go to work at night?"

The maid who took care of the second prince fell ill, so Ding Bao took the blame. How can such a good thing happen every day?

As soon as the words were finished, the cook happened to walk past Ding Bao yesterday, and said something lightly.

"Paqi's illness is still not cured, you will take care of the second prince instead of her during this time."

Ding Bao raised his head and smiled at him, then nodded.

"Okay, thanks Geer."

Geer is a cook who specializes in preparing meals for other kings. Like other cooks, he has an obvious feature, that is, he is fat and white with big arms and round waists.

The chefs of the empire all have this look, and few of them are well-proportioned.

Geer has a high status in the back kitchen, and he is the only one who can be on an equal footing with the chief servant.

Ding Bao smiled at him sincerely and brightly, which was completely different from the dead face that someone owed her 800 yuan just now. He had a well-behaved and obedient look, and the flattery in his smile was clear at a glance. Everyone around could see it, and they all expressed their disdain.

After offending the chief servant, she came to curry favor with the chief chef. She was really a snobbish person, and she smiled too enthusiastically, making it easy to see her intentions at a glance.

Chef Geer snorted softly and walked away without saying a word.

There were laughing sounds from all around, obviously mocking Ding Bao's hot face for sticking his cold ass.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the head chef who had already walked to the door suddenly turned around and yelled at Ding Bao casually.

"I still have some leftover pigeons that I haven't finished eating. You will come over and help deal with them later."

"Ok!"

Ding Bao returned a bright and enthusiastic smile, and his pretty and lovely face easily made vivid expressions.

Geer looked at her and snorted softly.

"A flattering girl."

When he walked away, the smile on Ding Bao's face disappeared in an instant, and there was no expression on his face as he bowed his head to eat.

Everyone around watched the change in Ding Bao's attitude, with shock and astonishment on their faces.

Shocked by Chef Geer's attitude towards her, surprised by Ding Bao's power and fickleness.

Why didn't I realize that this girl was so cunning before?

Bazahei has seen Ding Bao's various tricks, and he will ask questions when he doesn't understand.

"This head chef looks very serious, not an approachable personality."

Ding Bao poked at the bread on the plate and said casually.

"Well, but he likes people to fawn on him."

"How did you know?"

"Observation, why do I have eyes? It's for observation."

Ding Bao said it easily, but Bazahei didn't know why she could accurately understand the head chef's preferences, without saying a word, just smile at him and poke the heart of the chef.

"Humans are really complex creatures."

Ding Bao raised his eyebrows.

"Then what are you?"

"By the way, I have another question. How do you know that Paqi will not come today?"

Bazahei changed the topic in what he thought was a plain tone, Ding Bao slightly curled his lips, but he was not in a hurry to know the true face of this thing.

She poked the side of the bread leisurely, soaked it in the soup again, and dipped it.

(End of this chapter)