The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Butler Luo was just aside, staring at the dishonorable dish on the table, her expression changed slightly.

Suddenly remembered why Yunci asked the military officer to insist on eating this dish.

In the kitchen, a group of girls frolicked while busy.

Yunci was washing the dishes, she was less lonely, and the other girls didn't mind, and occasionally came over to joke with her.

At this time, the voice stopped abruptly.

Yun Ci raised her head and saw Steward Luo stepping into the kitchen. In the frightened gaze of a group of girls, she looked straight at Yun Ci. Yun Ci did not shy away from her gaze, and the two of them faced each other.

"You, come out with me." Steward Luo said coldly.

A group of girls looked at Yunci with a worried look.

Yun Ci shook the water droplets on his hand, walked out of the kitchen unhurriedly, and followed Butler Luo to the small house on the side.

At the same position as before, Steward Luo was still opposite Yunci, looking at her inch by inch, then raised his eyebrows, showing a puzzled expression: "That dish, how did you do it, and what did you add?"

Yunci was not surprised. It seemed that she had guessed that she would come to her a long time ago, and she was even ready to speak, and said slowly: "If you add some medicine to it, the taste of the dish will cover the taste of the medicine. This method is called medicated diet. "

The method was indeed invented by her, but the dishes were made by Zhizhi, because she did not know how to cook. She had always done some sort of work in the kitchen for so long.

"Medicated food..." Steward Luo muttered these two words silently. He looked at Yunci and suddenly smiled with great interest. He couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or compliment: "I can find that the soup is poisonous, and I will cook the food. I realized that there is still a powerful character like you hidden in this small kitchen."

Yun Ci raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips under the veil slightly raised: "I'm sorry."

Steward Luo slowly got up, a pair of sharp eyes shot at Yunci, as if she wanted to look straight into her heart. After a while, she stretched out her hand and pinched Yunci's chin through the veil, as if watching One item, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "How about? Would you like to follow me? To be honest, I do not have the power to manage such a large place, and I need a handy assistant."

Yun Ci lowered his eyes slightly, made a thinking gesture, was silent for a while, and replied faintly: "I need to think about it."

She can't agree too quickly, otherwise the purpose will be too obvious and will be suspected.

Sometimes people need to play some tricks to get along with each other.

Steward Luo really showed an unexpected look. He probably didn't expect such a good thing to be in front of him, and Yun Ci would still hesitate.

She nodded, let go of her hand, and sat down on the chair again: "Yes, I will give you one night, and this time tomorrow, give me an answer."

Back in the kitchen, a group of girls gathered around, thinking that she had done something wrong and was called to give a lecture, and asked all the questions.

Yun Ci did not speak.

The next day, Butler Luo came to the kitchen again and called Yunci out.

She stared at Yunci's wrinkled and swollen hands from work: "How are you thinking about it? Follow me, maybe it's not easier than in the kitchen, but at least you don't need to do these rough jobs."

Yun Ci tilted his head with a smile in his eyes, and replied with a gesture of neither humble nor arrogant: "Think clearly, I can follow you."