After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Due to An Yun’s request, Xiao Cui asked Chef Zheng for a leave of absence after delivering the medicine to An Yun.

Chef Zheng did not make things difficult for her when he heard her request. He gave her a token with a smile, allowing her to go out in the name of purchasing for the kitchen.

Xiao Cui’s exit was so secretive that most of the people helping in the kitchen did not notice her leaving, except for Xiao Miao, who was originally in charge of general duties like Xiao Cui, and saw her.

Xiao Miao stared at the back of Xiao Cui’s departure with a bit of indignation.

She originally was one of the maids who entered the mansion with Xiao Cui, and both of them came to the kitchen to do odd jobs. However, Xiao Cui climbed up the ladder because she delivered medicine a few times. Now, Xiao Cui only had to cook medicines for the fulang and she also could live in the room of a second-class maid and even run around outside for the rest of the day.

But Xiao Miao still had to do the chores, and lived with those little maids in the crowded big bunks.

Thinking about this, the jealousy in Xiao Miao’s heart could not be dissipated.

Xiao Miao also wanted to go to curry favour with that fulang, but this cook always looked at her closely, and she simply could not find the opportunity.

Seeing Xiao Cui in and out every day, living more and more comfortably, while she still had to do these chores every day, made her uncomfortable no matter how she thought about it.

Xiao Miao thought that she was better looking than Xiao Cui, spoke better than Xiao Cui, and in any case, should be better than Xiao Cui in terms of her life.

The only thing she lacked was a chance, a chance to show her face in front of the fulang.

Xiao Miao stared at Xiao Cui’s back and was lost in thought, calculating in her heart that she must show her face in front of that fulang. She felt that she would be able to gain the fulang’s favour and then step on Xiao Cui’s head.

“Xiao Miao, you damned girl, you are now working more and more poorly. If you don’t want to work anymore, I’ll go back to Miss Qing Yue and let you go somewhere else.”

Xiao Miao was still immersed in the fantasy of stepping on Xiao Cui’s head after gaining the favour of the fulang, imagining how she would be appreciated by the fulang.

Suddenly, a furious scolding came from the side, followed by a thin cane hitting her body.

Summer clothes were already thin, and the thin cane hitting her body immediately hurt so much that even without looking at them, Xiao Miao knew that the places where she was hit should have swollen up.

Xiao Miao immediately came back to her senses and looked at the cook, who was holding a willow cane and glaring at her angrily.

Fear appeared on Xiao Miao’s face, and she immediately said, “I’m sorry, Auntie Jiang, I’ll do it right away, please don’t hit me, I’m sorry.”

The cook spat at her and scolded angrily, “If you’re not doing anything, then do your work properly, and don’t day dream all day long. If I catch you like this next time, I’ll make you look good.”

After saying that, the cook lifted the thin cane in her hand again.

Xiao Miao subconsciously dodged for a moment, nodded her head, and immediately lowered her head to do her work, no longer daring to be distracted.

Chef Zheng was reclining on a rocking chair in the distance, thinking back to the recipes that An Yun taught him a few days ago and pondering how he could make them even more delicious. Listening to the commotion between Xiao Miao and the cook, he only lifted his eyelids to look at them and not cared much.

While the people were busy with their own business, a maid in a long greenish-red dress entered, holding a bag of items in her hand.

Seeing her arrival, Chef Zheng immediately stood up and smiled, “Miss Jian Xing, what brings you here?”

Jian Xing smiled gently. She was not the most beautiful, but her smile conveyed warmth. “This is the bird’s nest that Sister Qing Yue asked me to bring. She said that you should stew it every three days and send it over to An Fulang.”

Hearing that it was meant for An Fulang, the cook was about to take it, but Chef Zheng pushed the cook aside and reached out to take the package himself. At the same time, he looked at Jian Xing and smiled, “Miss Jian Xing don’t need to be so polite. Please go back and tell Miss Qing Yue. We will surely follow her instructions and stew this for An Fulang regularly.”

A warm smile appeared on Jian Xing’s face. “That’s good. Thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s nothing. This is what Miss Qing Yue ordered; we will naturally do it well,” Chef Zheng said with compliments while sending Jian Xing out. He then turned to look at the package in his hand and handed it to the cook next to him. “Keep this and prepare it every three days for An Fulang according to Miss Qing Yue’s instructions. Don’t make a mistake.”

The cook took the item and, without daring to show any dissatisfaction in front of Chef Zheng, softly replied, “Yes, I’ll remember.”

Xiao Miao watched from the side-lines. The person who was so proud in front of her not even dared to speak up in front of Chef Zheng. Her face grew increasingly ugly, and the emotions in her eyes intensified.

She was very sure to climb up the ranks, and when she did, everyone would have to listen to her.

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For the second batch of lip balm, An Yun thought to himself, although Xiao Cui and Lu He helped, they were not familiar and many steps still had to be done by himself.

Even so, he still sent Xiao Cui to buy some flowers again.

Having the experience from last time, Xiao Cui quickly found a place outside that sold flowers.

The flowers, along with the porcelain needed, were a lot of items, and Xiao Cui carried the things by herself on the way back.