The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

"Actually, the lord doesn't need to tell the little one about this, it doesn't matter if you touch it or not, it's the lord's business, what can the little one say?" Su Fuliu said.

Feng Muting shook his head: "No, it's about my innocence. I must tell you clearly. I must let you know that I just asked them to talk about poetry and songs, not what you think. .”

"...Okay, little one understands."

"You're acting a bit perfunctory."

"...The little one really understands, and I also believe what the prince said, the little one is not just perfunctory, the prince can rest assured." Su Fuliu was a little helpless.

He didn't quite understand why Feng Muting tried so hard to explain this to him.

Whether he knows it or not, whether he believes it or not, doesn't seem to matter much, does it?

Hearing Su Fuliu's assurance, Feng Muting began to eat in peace of mind: "Are you cooking these too? This cooking skill is really good, but it's not useless."

"..." Faced with such an evaluation, should Su Fuliu laugh or cry.

Feng Muting seemed to remember something halfway through his meal, and turned to look at Su Fuliu who was sitting there: "You haven't cooked for others, have you?"

Su Fuliu thought for a while: "This must have been done by someone else."

Feng Muting thinks about it too, he is such a good cook, it is impossible that he has never cooked for others.

"It's fine to cook for others before, but from today onwards, you are only allowed to cook for this king, do you hear me?" Feng Muting said.

"...Yes, it is impossible for the little one to have the opportunity to cook for others now." Su Fuliu replied.

"Whether there is or not, anyway, in the future, you are not allowed to cook for others, and the meals you cook will be contracted by me."

Su Fuliu smiled: "Then, the lord has to give the younger one a raise, and the younger one is now doing two jobs by himself."

"Okay, then I'll give you three times the wages for this little money fan." Feng Muting replied.

Su Fuliu was pleasantly surprised, he was just joking with Feng Muting casually, but he didn't expect Feng Muting to actually agree.

"Really? Thank you, my lord!" This was of course a surprise to him.

He has worked so hard to serve him, so the salary increase is of course good news for him.

He had to save up some money, in case Feng Mo Ting kicked him out one day, he would have some money by his side.

Although he also had some savings in Wangyoulou before, but now he also eats and lives in others, so he doesn't need to spend any money, so he saves it all.

In the future, if you marry a daughter-in-law, you won't have to worry about running out of money.

Feng Muting looked at his excited look, and said: "No wonder you bent down for 500 taels of gold at the beginning. It's only three times the salary. It seems that you are excited."

Su Fuliu chuckled and said, "Man dies for money and birds die for food."

"Then what do you mean, you will still hurt this king for money in the future?"

After hearing this, Su Fuliu immediately shook his head: "No, I promised you that I will never do anything to harm the prince in the future. Isn't it the only thing to raise wages now? Of course, I will choose to raise wages." , but if the same thing happened before, of course the little one will resolutely choose to refuse and choose to protect the prince!"

Seeing the way he swore to the bet, Feng Moting was very satisfied: "Very good, the triple wage increase is not wronged."

"That's right! The little one won't disappoint the lord!" Su Fuliu took advantage of this opportunity to show his loyalty to Feng Mu Ting and say something nice to coax Feng Mu Ting.

As long as Feng Muting is made happy, he will have a better life in the future.

Feng Muting ate all the food prepared by Su Fuliu in one go, this cooking skill is really better than the chef's cooking.

Su Fuliu immediately poured him another cup of tea: "My lord, please drink tea."

Feng Muting nodded, took the tea and took a sip: "You have learned a little bit."

Su Fuliu smiled: "It's been quite a long time with the prince, you must learn something, right?"

"Well, but the injury on your shoulder is not healed yet, you should continue to rest."

"Ok."

"En." Feng Muting responded, then got up and left.

Su Fuliu was very happy, looking at the empty bowls and plates on the table, it seemed that the food he cooked was very suitable for Feng Muting's taste.

Didn't it mean that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab the man's stomach first? Although this metaphor is not very appropriate, if he can grab Feng Muting's stomach, then if he makes Feng Muting unhappy in the future , there is a way to save yourself.

The next day, Feng Muting came again to rub medicinal wine on Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu was already used to it, without him saying anything, she sat down with her back to him, and then took off her clothes consciously.

"You are becoming more and more self-conscious." Feng Muting walked over and said.

"That's right, small ones have to make progress, right?" Su Fuliu felt relieved now, although he felt a little strange and uncomfortable seeing Feng Muting alone with two women yesterday, and Feng Muting also said that he was just chatting with them That's all.

But if there is someone chatting like that, he must have disturbed him, Feng Muting couldn't continue, so he let it go.

It can be seen from this that Feng Muting is normal, and he doesn't have to worry about losing his innocence in the future.

Feng Muting walked over and saw the back of Su Fuliu's shoulder, his eyes flashed, and then he seemed to be thinking about something...