The eunuch has a wife GL

Wei Ziwan's eyelashes trembled, and she said in a stubborn tone, "Actually what?"

"Huh?" Bai Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent again.

After a long silence, Wei Ziwan turned over and faced the wall again.

Just when she thought she was about to fall asleep if she couldn't hear the answer, a sigh that seemed to be self-defeating came from behind her.

Bai Zhi whispered: "Actually, I don't think I hate that painting, nor... I don't hate you."

Wei Ziwan didn't understand, so she asked, "What does that painting have to do with me?" Why did this person have that look.

The night blurred people's vision, Bai Zhi stared at the outline of Wei Ziwan, and said in a soft voice: "That painting is very beautiful, it looks like - you."

Wei Ziwan's heartbeat faltered, and then started beating fast again.

What is this eunuch talking about?

That portrait of her...

"Husband likes this landscape painting very much?"

"I don't like it, not at all."

"Actually, I shouldn't hate that painting, and I don't hate you either."

"That painting is very nice, like--you."

Wei Ziwan closed her eyes, the conversation between the two of them echoed in her mind, she slowly opened her eyes, her fingers clenched tightly.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is only the whistling wind outside.

The room was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Is it still cold?"

Suddenly, Wei Ziwan asked in a low voice, breaking the silence.

Bai Zhi took a tight breath, staring at the back of Wei Ziwan's head in a daze, should she answer cold or not?

She clenched her fists, her heart was inexplicably hot.

After a long time, Bai Zhi heard herself lightly responding "Cold."

Wei Ziwan didn't speak when she heard the words. After a while, she sat up, groped for Bai Zhi's quilt with both hands, pulled it hard, and covered it with her own quilt, her body suddenly sank.

Bai Zhi hugged her arms tightly, wearing only a thin layer of underwear, suddenly exposed to the cold air, and instantly felt the cold of the winter night.

She stared blankly at Wei Ziwan: "What are you doing?"

Wei Ziwan chuckled lightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't you want to sleep together, don't come in yet." Saying this, she moved out of the quilt a little bit.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath, pursed her lips and said nothing, she lifted the quilt stiffly and lay down.

The two returned to silence again, silently adjusting the quilt and posture to each other.

Touching is indispensable during the tugging, and there is a slight pause in each other's movements.

Wei Ziwan clenched her fingers slowly, turned her face sideways, and said in an erratic tone: "If you talk about it again, what should I say?"

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was a half-spoken question before asking.

She couldn't help laughing, and said sullenly: "Besides, we are married by the queen, so it's okay to sleep together."

Since when did this woman become so diligent and inquisitive? She insisted on breaking the casserole and asking the end.

"Um---"

Wei Ziwan slightly bent her lips, relaxed her mind contentedly, and began to feel drowsy.

The room was silent, and the sound of light and regular breathing could be faintly heard, Bai Zhi silently curled her lips, and then closed her eyes.

Early the next morning, Bai Zhi woke up first, and found that her arms and legs were tightly attached to another person's body, and Wei Ziwan's peaceful sleeping face was in sight.

She watched in a daze, from her eyes to the tip of her nose, from the corners of her lips to the hair scattered on the side of her neck, to the whiteness exposed by the slanted neckline.

The heat in the bed was inexplicably warmer, Bai Zhi squeezed her fingers, and suddenly felt a trace of sweat in her hands, and even her body felt a faint hot and wet feeling.

At this moment, the sleeping person slowly frowned, his eyelashes fluttered, as if there were signs of waking up.

Bai Zhi suddenly woke up, got out of the bed and put on her clothes, and left the room as if fleeing.

Therefore, when Wei Ziwan woke up, there was no one beside her pillow, leaving only a lingering warmth.

It was not until noon that she saw Bai Zhi who had disappeared for a long time.

Wei Ziwan's calm face suddenly became serious: "Where husband is going in the future, you should tell me in advance."

Bai Zhi put down the food box in her hand, looked at the man whose face suddenly changed, and responded subtly: "Okay."

This feeling is like an ordinary couple getting along with each other, explaining where to go before going out, so as not to worry about each other.

But she and Wei Ziwan...

It's not an ordinary couple, it's not even a couple, it's just a wife ---

At this time, Wei Ziwan glanced at the food box on the table and said, "What's in it?"

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she opened the food box as if she was offering a treasure: "Looking at the menu upstairs yesterday, I thought about what winter food they don't have in the palace, it really reminded me, you How about the taste of these radish balls?"

Wei Ziwan silently picked up the chopsticks and stretched them towards the evenly sized meatballs on the plate. The meatballs were crispy in the mouth, and the outer layer was bitten through.

"Although radish meatballs are not common, they can be bought in some restaurants, but the meatballs made by my husband seem to be a little different."

She had eaten radish balls before, and once they cooled down, they lost their freshly fried taste and became dry and hard, unlike the plate of meatballs in front of her, even though they had been completely cooled, the taste remained unchanged.

Bai Zhi slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course it's different, because I didn't add a drop of water when I kneaded the balls."

She has been in charge of the small dining room in the cold palace for several years. It's not a joke. In addition, she is somewhat interested in cooking, so she often pays attention to the preparation of some dishes, and she can barely make a few dishes after going back and forth.

Looking at Bai Zhi with a proud face, Wei Ziwan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips, paused, and silently suppressed the smile on her lips: "Looks like I'm going to go upstairs again today."

Bai Zhi nodded happily, and the two looked at each other with smiles, and then they were both stunned for a moment, and each silently looked away.

This nasty scourge...

This dead eunuch...

Inexplicably, both of them complained about each other in their hearts, ashamed and annoyed, and only they knew what it was like.

Leaving Lingjue Villa, they hired a carriage and went straight upstairs.

After Tasting the meatballs, Manager Xi quickly made a decision: "I wonder what the price of this recipe is?"

Bai Zhi looked at Wei Ziwan, all the money was in the hands of this woman, according to the agreement between the two of them, Wei Ziwan would decide all matters involving money.

Wei Ziwan was silent for a while, and said calmly: "The prescription is the same as last time, and it is given to the expensive restaurant, but there is one condition."

When Manager Xi heard this, he instantly remembered the twenty shi soybeans he bought last time, and they were still piled up in the warehouse, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What's the condition, Miss Wei just say so."

Wei Ziwan saw the change in Manager Xi's expression, and said solemnly: "Actually, it's nothing. My husband and I have grown some radishes and want to sell them to expensive restaurants. Just like last time, we can pay twice the market price. I don't know what you want." How about next?"

After listening to her words, Steward Xi breathed a sigh of relief. He just bought some radishes at twice the price. Fortunately, it is winter, and many side dishes need radishes. The same goes for this meatball, so don’t worry about buying them and hoarding them. It's nowhere to be used.

He thought so, and opened his mouth to agree: "Don't worry, both of you, our restaurant has all the radishes you planted, and I'll arrange someone... No, I will personally bring someone to visit Lingjue Villa tomorrow."

Wei Ziwan paused and said, "Don't you ask me how many radishes my husband and I planted?"

Steward Xi was stunned. These two don't look like farmers at all. They planted a little bit more. Could it be more than the twenty stone soybeans last time?

But if it's radishes, twenty stone is not much at all.

Even if there are only [-] more stones, we should be more generous at this time, so as to retain people's hearts and cooperate for a long time.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, our restaurant needs a lot of radishes in winter, as long as you plant them, it's not a problem."

Wei Ziwan's eyes flickered, and she said with a light smile, "Officer Xi is indeed a straightforward person, so let's go back and pick out the radishes. You need to bring more people tomorrow, so come early."

Otherwise, there will be too many radishes in a short while.

Manager Xi nodded with a smile, and when he parted, he looked at Bai Zhi with a somewhat inexplicable expression, and asked kindly, "Brother Bai has something on his mind?"

Bai Zhi shook her head slowly, then reached out and patted Steward Xi on the shoulder, and said with a complicated expression: "Brother Xi must bring more people tomorrow."

Manager Xi also patted her on the shoulder in a friendly manner, and said with a smile: "Brother Bai, don't worry, I will definitely bring more people."

Did it really grow a lot?Where can there be more, is it possible that there are still a hundred stones?

Nowadays, the market price of radishes is five cents a catty, and double the price is ten cents a catty.A stone is 25 catties, which is 250 Wen.

Even if there is really a hundred shi, it is only 25 taels of silver, and the upstairs branches of several houses in Ninglin Mansion share one share with each other, which can be digested this winter.

These two people underestimated their consumption of ingredients upstairs.

Manager Xi watched them leave with a little sigh.

On the way back, Bai Zhi had a serious face: "Isn't it kind of us to do this?"

If Manager Xi saw so many radishes tomorrow, would he scare him away?

"Have you ever heard that kindness does not control soldiers and righteousness does not manage money?" Wei Ziwan asked lightly.

In business talk business, left and right is nothing more than the word "profit". From a rational point of view, it is a bit unkind, but if it is only from the point of view of profit, the benefits that a new dish can bring to the restaurant are far higher than those of the four acres. Radishes in the field.

Therefore, no one has suffered a loss in this matter, and it can even be said to be a win-win situation.

But the dead eunuch thought she was not kind.

Bai Zhi was silent, even if she hadn't heard it before, she knew what it meant when she heard it now.

She couldn't help but reflect for a while, after all, she was still not suitable to be in charge of finances, fortunately there was Wei Ziwan.

Thinking like this, Bai Zhi turned her head to look at the people around her.

Wei Ziwan's face was frosty.

Bai Zhi: "..." This woman's face is so cold.

She was inexplicably nervous, and reorganized her words in her mind: "I think what you did just now is very correct, and what you said is also very reasonable. From now on, I will listen to you when dealing with money and money. I have no opinion." .”