Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Mu Yingbao was actually mentally prepared for what Xizhu was worried about.

If her dinner was retaliated against and even worse than lunch, she would simply go on a hunger strike.

Didn't that Master Xue want to keep her in the mansion and torture her? Starving her to death would give him no chance.

After washing my hands, I went back to the house and sat down. Xizhu had already brought the food in the food box to the table. There was no dry food on the lower level, but a bowl of rice, mixed grain rice.

She picked up a piece of tofu with chopsticks, and found that it had no salt. So, this dish of vegetables must be very salty? With this guess, she tasted it and found that it was indeed very salty.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Dongzhu, who was standing by, saw her face change twice after eating two dishes in succession, and asked in confusion.

"I don't know which wicked master of yours ordered this. This, without any salt, is too salty." Mu Yingbao spat the vegetables in his mouth aside and said.

Ah? This is too much! Dongzhu was helpless, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

Just when Dongzhu thought that the girl would angrily throw down her chopsticks and refuse to eat, she saw her reach out and grab the tray with tea set on the table.

Dongzhu wanted to say don’t drop that, she had just cleaned it.

Mu Yingbao poured the mixed grain rice, the dish of tofu, and the vegetables into the tray, and then began to stir them with chopsticks. After mixing them well, she tasted a bite and then smiled.

"Well, now I can eat it. Dongzhu, can you help me get the spoon?"

Dongzhu was really convinced. Upon hearing that, he immediately went to get a spoon, handed it to her, and then watched her eat with big mouthfuls, as if the food on the tray was the most delicious food in the world.

"It's really delicious. Why don't you try it? Really, I used to eat it like this all the time." Mu Yingbao saw Dongzhu's sympathetic eyes and told her with a smile.

This is also true. In the past, when eating at a variety of restaurants in a place where no one cares, some people with good tempers asked her to come in and eat at the same table with their own children. Some people thought it was troublesome and just put the food and dishes in a large bowl and handed it to her, and then asked her to eat far away.

Watching Mu Yingbao eating like this and saying this, Dongzhu suddenly felt that she was not the most pitiful one and was still lucky.

Although they were sold to the Marquis' Mansion when they were young, that is, when they first came in, they were often beaten for not following the rules, but things got better later. Later, they were chosen by the prince to work in his courtyard. They ate well, dressed warmly, and as long as they did their job well, the prince was never as harsh to them as before.

The other masters in the mansion were also relatively tolerant of the servants serving the prince and did not dare to order them around or scold them.

Mu Yingbao had just finished lunch when Xizhu came back. While clearing the dishes on the table, she told Dongzhu to eat quickly or the food would get cold.

As soon as Dongzhu left, Xizhu looked at the tray in her hand and wondered. There were plates and bowls here, so why was there soup and rice grains in the tray? She felt strange, but did not dare to ask Mu Yingbao directly, thinking that she would ask Dongzhu secretly what was going on when she came back.

After noon, Mu Yingbao moved a chair and sat under the osmanthus tree in the yard, watching the two people embroidering.

Dongzhu's worries were confirmed before the evening.

Three people came into the yard, an old man in his fifties with empty hands, and a sturdy young man in his twenties, carrying a load on his shoulders. The baskets on both sides were covered with cloth, so you couldn't see what was inside.

There was another one, the old woman who brought lunch at noon.

"Manager." Dongzhu Xizhu stepped forward and greeted the old man with a very respectful attitude.

"Yeah." The old man responded and looked at Mu Yingbao.

"Madam has learned that the girl is very picky about food and is not satisfied with the kitchen, so starting from the evening, you three will take care of your own meals every day. Food and ingredients have been delivered, and firewood will be delivered later.

Madam specifically told me that if the young lady wants to eat anything, just tell Tie Niu. We have enough money to satisfy her and will never let her down. "The steward said this in a very dignified manner, motioned the young man to put down his burden, and turned around and left.

He had absolutely no intention of listening to what Mu Yingbao had to say, and had even less interest in seeing her reaction, acting very arrogant.

On the other hand, the old woman stood there, pinching her round waist, looking like she was enjoying a good show. Mu Yingbao felt nauseous just by looking at her, thinking that this girl must have grown up like this by eating slop.

There is a kitchen in Wenxin Garden. Mu Yingbao took a stroll around in the morning and saw it.

The kitchen was completely different from the new wing. Although there were pots, pans, water jars, chopping boards, steamers and so on, they were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Judging from the thickness of the ash, it must have been years since anyone used it, and several knives were rusted. Mu Yingbao, who was good at cooking and liked to cook for herself in modern times, had no intention of trying it.

Let them solve the problem of eating, that is because they are sure that the three people in the hospital can't cook at all?

Mu Yingbao didn't know whether these two girls could do it, but she knew that she had the ability.

Is it the right time to reveal that she can cook? After all, during those years when she was not in a position of power, she only cooked a few meals secretly when she was really hungry.

"Hehe, you are not satisfied with what you have now, and you are so picky. Now you are beautiful, aren't you?" The old woman saw the three girls in the yard, each of them looked dazed, and left with satisfaction after saying this, then walked away again with her waist twisted.

"Put the things here first. If you need anything, I'll come over tomorrow morning." Tie Niu took a look and felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be seen as a laughing stock, so he quickly put down the two baskets, picked up the shoulder pole and left.

In fact, according to him, cooking is not that difficult. All you have to do is light the fire and cook the ingredients.

At most, you can't control the saltiness well, but you will get the hang of it after making it a few times. As for rice, it can be eaten either dry or thick. The same goes for steamed buns. If the dough is well fermented, it will be soft and easier to eat. If it is not well fermented, it will be hard and lumpy.

No matter what, at least they can fill their stomachs. What's more, the government has made it clear that they won't skimp on food. Is it necessary to worry so much?

Dongzhu and Xizhu looked up after a while, exchanged glances, got up and went into the kitchen, rolled up their sleeves and started cleaning. Regardless of whether they could cook or not, they had to clean up the kitchen first, so they could take it one step at a time!

The temperature is just right for this season, so Mu Yingbao simply pulled out a chaise longue and lay on it, looking at the two girls who were facing difficulties and were actively cleaning up without any sighs.

The two of them went in and out, fetching water and pouring water, and the kitchen was always filled with the sound of clanging.

They are so active, it seems that they can cook, right? Mu Yingbao guessed that she felt that she was not bad at cooking, at least she didn't have to eat only vegetarian food.

Before lying down, she opened the basket and looked inside. There were vegetables and meat inside. In the other basket, there was a small bag of rice and half a bag of flour. Of course, the flour in ancient times was not as white as the modern flour. However, Mu Yingbao knew that the whiter the flour, the better.

Nowadays, there are contradictions. As the living standard has improved, the material requirements have also increased. In terms of diet, people want nutrition and deliciousness, but also want to look at the appearance. Just like some people say that when buying vegetables, it is good to see insect bites on the leaves, which proves that the vegetable farmers did not use pesticides.

But when I really go to the vegetable market, I still reach out for vegetables with intact leaves.

Before the sun went down, the two girls in the kitchen finally finished their work. The two beautiful young girls were now covered in dust, with their hair full of messy dust. They looked as disheveled as they could be.

Mu Yingbao had been lazy the whole afternoon and was feeling a little embarrassed, but she resisted the urge to tease them.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two of them quickly fetched some water, washed themselves up, changed into clean clothes, rolled up their sleeves, carried the basket and went into the kitchen.

"Girl, wait a little longer." Dongzhu was worried that Mu Yingbao was hungry, so she didn't forget to tell her.

"No rush, two sisters, take your time." Mu Yingbao continued to lie lazily.

She had already prepared herself mentally that she would eat the food these two cooked, whether it was delicious or not. But what was going on with the smoke coming out of the kitchen, the coughing sounds from the two people, and the burnt smell?

Mu Yingbao couldn't lie down any longer...