Fusheng went to the kitchen dejectedly.

There was originally a kitchenette, but it was usually used to cook hot water. Today, after Li Qiniang came, she officially started using it.

The kitchenette is not small, even bigger than Li Shiji's back kitchen.

In addition to Li Qiniang, there is also an old lady in her forties. Her mother's surname is Chang. She used to be the eldest maid of Wei Mingzheng's mother. Later, she married Wei's mother's house. Wei's mother had a few dowry in Pingcheng, and that was the one who was Chang's wife and his wife were taking care of her.

Because all the servants in the mansion could not believe it, Wei Mingzheng took the woman Chang over. When she came out of the house, she said she wanted to take care of the young master, and even her husband believed it.

Mrs. Chang is really loyal, and diligent is really hardworking, but cooking is really hard.

Otherwise, Fusheng would not have been smart enough to invite Li Qiniang over.

Now Mrs. Chang is helping Li Qiniang.

The lunch meal prepared for Qi Wei was small wontons. Li Qiniang made it very fast, and the lady Chang looked straight: "If you don't pinch your wontons, won't you reveal the filling then?"

Li Qiniang smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can't show it."

Li Qiniang also explained to her that the wontons in different places are called and made differently, and even the techniques of this pack of wontons are different.

At this moment, she saw Fusheng walking in with his head hanging down.

Since she learned that Fusheng might be Mrs. Ye’s grandson, Li Qiniang’s attitude towards Fusheng has become more intimate. She always feels that no matter whether Fusheng is Mrs. Ye’s grandson or not, he is also a pitiful child. Anyone who is a mother cannot hear the most is the fact that the child is abducted and abused.

"Fusheng, are you hungry? There are sweet bean buns that have just been cooked in the inner room. You can take them to eat them, and they are specially steamed for you."

Fusheng looked at Mrs. Chang, but he didn't go to get the sweet bean bags, and stood there. When Li Qiniang saw it, she smiled and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Boss, why don't I send you back? You have business yourself and you can't ignore it. I'm not thinking well and shouldn't invite you here."

Li Qiniang observed her expression and guessed that Fusheng must have been scolded, and maybe she was scolded by the Duke.

The Duke of the State doesn't want to bother her, that's too polite.

Li Qiniang said, "If I hadn't met the Duke, my mother and daughter would have died on the road. The Duke was kind to us. I could cook for the Duke, just a few meals. Okay, you don't have to send me back, I know what I had to say. Didn't I agree to leave in two days? I'll leave in two days. If the Duke asks, you'll say it's my own voluntary."

Fusheng's little white face was a little red, and the Duke was right. The reason why the boss came here was really not for money, but for others, they just wanted to repay their kindness.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was very vulgar. He must have been led by Hao Chong and the others, and he must have been.

He was embarrassed to take out the silver ticket, so he might as well find a chance to give it to Miss Yan. Miss Yan would not refuse.

Of course, Yan Xuehuai would not refuse. Why should he refuse the income from labor without stealing or robbing?

The next morning, Yan Xue, carrying the recommendation letter from Ya Xing and Li Zheng, brought another twenty taels of silver, and prepared to go to the Ministry of Works.

Uncle Xin was worried that he was going to the yamen. Although the young master was very capable, he was only a fourteen-year-old girl no matter how capable he was.

Yan Xuehuai didn't let him go: "That's the Ministry of Works and the big yamen. The more convenient it is, the more formal it is. If it is successful, it will not be successful. No one will go to make a bad idea of ​​me in that place."

This made Mr. Xin not know what to say.

Lu Ying'er was not at ease. She said to Yan Xuehuai: "If someone doesn't let us do it, then we won't do it. You must not fight with officials, as you will suffer."

Yan Xuehuai repeatedly promised that she would not fight, really not.

She was crazy and stupid. She was about to run to the yamen of the Sixth Ministry to fight. She wanted to fight. Wouldn't it be nice to find a dark alley to beat the scoundrel?

Maybe Xin Bo and Lu Ying'er thought too much, so after Yan Xue got pregnant, she felt that this was particularly smooth.

When she arrived, there was already a long queue outside the small shed outside the Ministry of Works.

Yan Xuehuai muttered a little, didn’t Yu Min say that there were not many families? Why are there so many people?

She had to line up to the last one and look around while queuing.

Although this is the Ministry of Works, it is much smaller than Yan Xuehuai imagined.

Next to the Ministry of Works is the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue. Going further inside is the Ministry of Personnel. The Ministry of War is not here, it is said to be on another street.

These yamen have one common feature, which is that they are small, too small.

If you don’t take off the plaque and hang the flag on it, it will be a larger shop.

Although the office space is very small, there are many officials coming and going, and I don’t know how they installed so many people.

At this time, the originally bustling team suddenly became quiet, and a white-faced and beardless guy walked out of the small shed.

He walked to the long queue and shouted in a sharp voice: "Where is a kid, are you?"

Guy?

Yan Xuehuai couldn't react for a while, what's this?

With a studious and motivated heart, she asked the uncle in front: "What is the husband doing?"

The uncle then realized that the one behind him was actually a little girl.

Why are there still little girls?

Is the man in this family dead? Let his daughter come to the yamen.

So, the uncle had a compassion and explained patiently: "You guys are cooking. So many people always have to eat. Is this a person who wants to cook."

In fact, the uncle's words were only for Yan Xuehuai's first half. As for the second half, it was for air, because Yan Xuehuai had already run away with screams.

"Here, here, I am the buddy, I am!"

The white-faced eunuch looked at the chef who didn't look like a chef, frowned and asked, "You are the ones?"

"I am the young owner of Li Shiji. Although I can't cook, I can do it in my shop, so don't worry."

The white-faced eunuch said, "Does there be a recommendation from Yaxing?"

"Some, some, I not only brought Yaxing's recommendation book, but also brought the one from Lizheng. Please check it out."

In fact, the one in the right place cannot be considered a book of recommendation, but should be considered a book of guarantee.

Without the protection of the village, who can prove that they are good people?

The eunuch white-faced took the two recommendation books and opened them and saw that he didn't see the words on it, but he saw a silver note worth ten taels of silver.

"Well, the little girl is very clever. OK, you have complete procedures. Come in with the Sa family."

The white-faced eunuch took Yan Xuehuai through the long queue and walked directly into the small shed.

The reason why it is called a small shed is because it is really built out now.

It is airtight on all sides, and the inside is even cooler than the outside.

There were two tables inside, not two people sitting, one was wearing an official uniform and a hat, and was obviously an official from the Ministry of Works.

Another person who is twenty-seven or eight years old, with a bare chin and not even a beard. Needless to ask, he knows that this person is from the palace.
Chapter completed!