The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Mu Qingqing, who believed in keeping things fair, smiled brightly and sweetly at this moment, and said in a high voice, "Ari, big brother, let's go to the front yard of the east wing to have breakfast. Just tell me what you want to eat!"

As she spoke, Mu Qingqing, who was standing between the two of them, hooked her hands around their arms and walked towards the east wing.

On the way, he did not forget to remind Ye Nanli to go to the dungeon to have a heart-to-heart talk with Gumanlin at night.

When Ye Nanli thought of Concubine Yang's betrayal of the late emperor in the palace, his deep eyes became turbulent and he nodded solemnly.

In the huge courtyard in front of the east wing of the palace, craftsmen were waiting there quietly, carrying their tools, with unspeakable anticipation in their eyes.

Fu Renjie held a thick account book in his hand, and his shrewd eyes glanced at the gate of the courtyard from time to time.

"Brother Fu, thank you for asking you to bring people to the palace so early!"

After Mu Qingqing stepped into the yard, she pulled out her hands and ran quickly towards Fu Renjie.

Fu Renjie smiled gently and nodded to Mu Qingqing, then bowed respectfully to Ye Nanli: "I greet the Sixth Prince!"

Ye Nanli nodded slightly, her eyes closed and her thin lips tightly pursed.

"Brother Fu, have you had breakfast? If not, let's have some together."

Mu Qingqing walked straight to the stone table under the sycamore tree in the front yard and took out the notebook she had sorted out last night and the newly drawn design and decoration drawings.

Fu Renjie followed him to the stone table and pushed the account book in his hand to Mu Qingqing, "Princess, these are the real estate data I sorted out in the past few days. They can be used for various employment, recuperation and other industries suitable for retired soldiers."

Mu Qingqing looked at the account book that was an inch thick, raised her eyebrows, and a ruthless and cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Fu, you are definitely a real estate tycoon! I admire you so much!"

Fu Renjie Langyi's face flushed, "Hey, Princess, you are joking!"

"Hey! Brother Fu, I told you before, you don't have to call me princess, princess, it's so annoying! Just call me Qingqing!"

Mu Qingqing spoke casually while flipping through the account books.

Fu Renjie raised his eyes to glance at Ye Nanli, and seeing that there was no displeasure on his face, he felt relieved and his tense body became less stiff.

Mu Qingqing read the account book at a glance, and in less than a cup of tea, she had memorized all the information in the account book.

Nangong Qi rubbed his flat belly, walked weakly to the seat next to Mu Qingqing and sat down, looking at Mu Qingqing pitifully.

Qingqing, big brother is so hungry that he is weak all over and his limbs are shaking. Please have pity on him and give him some food.

Mu Qingqing glanced at Nangong Qi sideways, rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but complain in her heart: Why is it that the more he gets along with big brother, the more childish his personality becomes!

Where has the cool, arrogant, and ruthless heroic demeanor you had when we first met gone?

"Master, shall we place today's breakfast in the courtyard?"

Chunxiang, who had changed into the attire of a maid in the palace, walked briskly and coquettishly to Mu Qingqing's side.

Mu Qingqing glanced at the yard. Ever since she came in, she looked at her craftsmen with eyes full of admiration and respect, and calculated the approximate number of breakfasts in her mind.

"Xiao Chunxiang is really smart! Come with the master to the room to get some snacks!"

Mu Qingqing took the account book with her, stood up and walked into the side room.

Before leaving, he instructed Fu Renjie, "Brother Fu, I have annotated the solutions to the problems encountered by the craftsmen in the notebook. Please let the craftsmen take a look at the decoration design of the east wing of the palace to see if there is anything they don't understand."

The decoration design drawings that Mu Qingqing took out were clear at a glance, with annotations in every corner, and even some places came with matching pictures.

As soon as the craftsmen took a look at the decoration drawings, they knew which area was their responsibility and they looked at it carefully.

Since the breakfast was too large, Zuo San volunteered to go into the house to help Chunxiang get breakfast.

Tray after tray of steamed buns were carried out. There were steamed buns with meat, steamed buns with pickled mustard greens and meat, steamed buns with mushrooms and vegetables, steamed buns with egg yolk and lava, steamed buns with red bean paste…

"Master craftsman, the master said that you can eat as much of the buns here as you want. If you don't have enough, there are more!"

Chunxiang moved all the buns of different colors to the stone bench in front of the craftsmen and spoke with a smile.

The craftsmen got up before dawn, waiting to draw lots to start work.

Before coming here, I just casually ate two bites of cold rice balls that had been left overnight on the way. Now, when I smell the fragrant aroma of the buns, my nose can't help but open and close.

These buns look white and plump, and they smell like meat! So fragrant!

I really want to eat...

But the craftsmen at the grassroots level of society knew their position. They kept swallowing saliva, but stood there not daring to move.

At this time, Zuo San came over with a large wooden barrel of soy milk in his hands.

Chunxiang held a stack of empty bowls and spoke enthusiastically, "Master craftsmen, the master said that only when you have a full stomach can you have the strength to work! Besides, the construction period of the east wing is very tight. The master hopes to complete it within two days. You will all have a holiday on New Year's Eve to reunite with your families."

The craftsmen looked at each other, and then at Fu Renjie to see what he would say.

"If the princess tells you to eat, eat more! Once you're full, get the work done as soon as possible!"

Fu Renjie knew Mu Qingqing's character, so he spoke in a dignified tone.

The craftsmen were relieved and bowed towards the wing room to express their gratitude: "Thank you, Princess, for your reward!"

Everyone came forward in an orderly manner to get the buns, and Zuo San held a spoon and served them a bowl of steaming sweet soy milk.

Chunxiang took out a variety of Chinese and Western breakfasts from the side room and placed them in front of Nangong Qi, allowing him to choose first.

The craftsmen squatted in a circle in the corner with soy milk in their hands, and ate the buns very quickly but without losing their composure.

"Hey, Tieniu, what kind of stuffing is that in your bun? Why does it smell so sweet?"

"That's right! Tieniu, why is the filling in your buns still golden and crunchy?"

The buns in the upper trays are all salty meat buns, and the two lower trays are all sweet buns. Tie Niu was the first to get the egg yolk lava buns.

The other craftsmen stared at the buns in Tieniu's hand in amazement: buns can actually be made sweet?! And they have such a sweet fragrance!

In this era, whether it is a restaurant or a street shop, the buns available are either meat buns or vegetable buns, there is no third choice.

The dough for the dumplings was white with a hint of light gray, and the dumplings were hard, not as soft and fluffy as the ones Mu Qingqing provided.

The craftsmen who did the manual labor suddenly had a good appetite, and some of them had already eaten three or five meat buns.

In order to taste the sweet custard lava bun, I finished the bun in my hand in no time.

The dark face with a slight red tint walked towards Zuo San, staring at the custard-filled lava buns on the stone bench with eager eyes.

At this time, Chunxiang brought another tray of sweet-filled buns, "The master said, there will be plenty of buns!"

Chunxiang's words were like the sound of nature, exploding in the ears of the craftsmen.

The craftsmen's eyes lit up, and they all began to line up in an orderly manner to receive the buns...