The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Besides Chunxiang, Xiahe and Qiushuang also went out with Mu Qingqing today.

Zuo San and Zuo Si followed in secret and had not yet been officially recruited into the team, so the two brothers were allowed to make their own arrangements and go wherever they felt comfortable.

As long as it doesn't interfere with your work, you can fly a kite at the same time.

He walked into the backyard of Zuixianglou with familiarity, asked Chunxiang to complete the handover, and changed into men's clothes in the carriage after finishing his breakfast.

Before leaving, the shopkeeper waited for him at the backyard door.

"Miss, are you free now? I have something to report to you." The shopkeeper stood beside the carriage with his eyes lowered, waiting for a reply.

This was the first time that the owner of Zui Xiang Lou came to me since he taught me new dishes last time.

If it's nothing, they definitely won't stop me. It must be an important matter. Mu Qingqing asked the coachman to stop and wait aside.

Moving to the backyard, Mu Qingqing asked without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, "Shopkeeper, what's the matter?"

"It's like this," the shopkeeper organized his words and spoke slowly, "After using the ingredients of the eldest lady and serving new dishes these days, the number of diners has increased several times. But I found that several groups of people sneaked into the kitchen while eating, and fortunately they were discovered by our chef in time."

The shopkeeper wiped away the non-existent sweat and looked at Mu Qingqing with shame on his face.

"It doesn't matter."

Mu Qingqing had anticipated this situation, and said to the shopkeeper confidently, "Don't worry, I have anticipated this situation. As long as my disciples don't betray me, everything else won't be a problem. Without raw materials, a skilled cook can't cook without rice! There is no point in stealing the master's skills!"

The shopkeeper thought so too. Miss Chunxiang would replenish the corresponding seasonings every morning according to the consumption of the previous day. Only the five chefs could cook new dishes. The key point was that the new dishes needed the ingredients provided by Miss Mu.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper calmed down and bowed to Mu Qingqing: "Young Miss is really thoughtful. I have learned another trick, hehe..."

"The key is to prevent the seasoning from leaking out. It must be cleaned up before closing every day. Let my apprentices take turns to clean it up. If there is a problem one day, the apprentice of that day will be found. If the problem is serious, he will be expelled!" Mu Qingqing gave the shopkeeper another suggestion.

This is called division of labor. If there is a mistake in any link, that person will be held responsible.

The five chefs hiding behind the door felt a chill on their backs, and walked out together. They almost knelt down in front of Mu Qingqing and said, "Master, we will definitely take good care of the ingredients. We will never give outsiders the slightest chance to leak out!"

Mu Qingqing believed in her own judgment, but she was afraid that they would be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives. She said in a clear voice, "Try not to go out alone. It's best to go out in a group. If there is anything going on at home, talk to your kitchen friends and don't let others take advantage of you."

"Yes, Master." Tears welled up in the eyes of several rough men. The Master was caring about them. What could be more important than the Master's care? !

"Okay, I'm leaving. If there's anything you can't solve, report it to your shopkeeper and have him come find me."

Mu Qingqing waved her sleeves and walked towards the carriage outside the yard in a leisurely manner, without leaving a cloud behind.

The five chefs looked at their master's back as he left, feeling reluctant to see him go.

"Okay, time to work." The shopkeeper rushed the chefs back to the kitchen. He just couldn't bear to see the pitiful looks of these grown men. It wasn't a life-and-death separation, so why be so sentimental?

The key is that you are not weak and fragile little women. It's too hot for the eyes!

Xia He Qiu Shuang watched Chunxiang coming in and out, taking notes in a notebook and reconciling accounts with the shopkeeper.

Only then did I realize that in just a few days, Chunxiang, under the training of the lady, was able to stand on her own.

Both of them looked at Chunxiang with envy.

"You don't have to envy me. As long as you are loyal to me in the future, I will teach you equally. The place you are going to take over is your first business, so do your best." Chunxiang comforted and warned them like a girl next door.

"Yeah." After looking at each other, they both nodded vigorously.

"Also, keep everything about the young lady to yourself and don't tell anyone. Not even your parents!" Chunxiang warned seriously again.

Xia He and Qiu Shuang, who had just been serving Mu Qingqing for a few days, understood Chunxiang's instructions when they saw Mu Qingqing changing into men's clothes.

The two of them had been servants for many years and were used to reading people's faces. Now they understood even more clearly: do more work and talk less! The more you talk, the more mistakes you make; the less you talk, the better.

"Understood." They both answered at the same time.

Mu Qingqing did not make any response to Chunxiang's training of Xia He and the others, but silently gave Chunxiang a thumbs up in her heart!

Chunxiang had been with her for a few days and had long since gotten rid of the reserved look of a handy maid, now showing the temperament of a capable maid.

After these few days of training, her horizons are no longer comparable to those of ordinary young ladies.

Independent, confident, and domineering! She already has one tenth of the style of a strong woman.

Otherwise, why is it said that the commander-in-chief of the special forces of the 23rd century is second to none in terms of training people?

While Mu Qingqing was praising Chunxiang in her heart, she also praised herself.

Amazing! His shamelessness is as thick as the Great Wall.

At the entrance of Yuelaiju, Su Yunhao had been wandering at the door for more than half an hour.

We agreed to meet here early in the morning. Doctor Mu won’t stand me up, right?

Yue Lai Ju was opened as a teahouse in a prime location, and most of its guests were dignitaries.

At this time, these dignitaries were either attending the morning court or staying in their own homes. Tea drinkers usually came in one after another after lunch to drink tea, listen to songs, and chat about gossip.

The tea drinkers sitting in the lobby usually come here to kill time. They can sit there for an entire afternoon with a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts.

Serious business talks or gatherings with bureaucratic friends usually take private rooms on the second or third floor.

Of course, the consumption on the second and third floors is not affordable for ordinary people. The main word is "expensive".

What kind of people are the most numerous in the capital? Of course, nobles.

If you hit anyone randomly on the street, it might be a princess or a prince.

The idea of ​​these nobles is very strange: they are not afraid of you being noble, but they are afraid of you not being noble! This way, they cannot show their noble status.

This teahouse is quite grand!

This was the first sentence Mu Qingqing said when she arrived at the door of Yuelaiju.

Such a luxurious teahouse is a waste of resources to sell tea. This is what she really thinks in her heart.

When Su Yunhao saw the carriage from the Prime Minister's Mansion stop, he rushed to the side of the carriage and waited.

I clenched my fists nervously because I can finally see the man of my dreams again!

How can I not be excited?

Chunxiang got off the carriage first, held the carriage door curtain, and stood aside.

Xia He and Qiu Shuang then jumped off the carriage.

At the moment when everyone was paying attention, Mu Qingqing jumped down lightly.

It was so handsome that Su Yunhao's eyes were stunned.

"Brother Mu, I'm here." Su Yunhao ran to Mu Qingqing to show his presence.