Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 119: Little Miss

Chu Xingchen didn't comment. Seeing that she wanted to get down again, he hurried over and stopped her.

"Your foot isn't healed yet, so don't move too much." He picked up a square table and placed it on the bed, "Just paint here."

He turned around and brought over the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and served us very well.

Xin Baoer was not stubborn. She knelt on the bed and prepared to work. The key point was that she couldn't be stubborn because there was only one desk in the study, and it was obviously used by Chu Xingchen. It would be bad to compete with the owner for the space.

She was even more forbidden to take the blueprints back to the bedroom to draw. Her current personality was that of a little devil who seduced the male owner. She came to the study whenever she had time, only to be with the lady in charge. Drawing flowers and birds was ok for her, but drawing blueprints did not fit her personality.

Drawing a pot is actually quite simple. If she is given a pencil, she can even show them how to draw in three dimensions. Or maybe she can get some carbon sticks to do some research?

As he thought about this, he didn't stop and wrote down the recipes for various base ingredients and dipping sauces one by one. After he finished, he rubbed his sore wrist, looked at the remaining papers on the table, thought for a while, and started writing again.

Star anise, cumin, Sichuan pepper, galangal, orange peel, black pepper, nutmeg, cinnamon, dried ginger, hawthorn, licorice, amomum, cloves, angelica.

That’s right, this is the ingredient list of a certain thirteen brands in later generations. She is probably the only one who can memorize the ingredient list when using seasonings.

Not only thirteen spices, but also five-spice powder, barbecue seasoning, and bean paste, she has memorized all the commonly used condiments, such as soy sauce, vinegar, oyster sauce, etc. She has also looked up how to make them, but she has never tried them herself.

This is probably due to the academic master's strong curiosity and super memory.

Just kidding, I guess no academic master has that much free time. But there really is a reason. In her previous life, her beloved brother was a guy who was spoiled to the point of being picky about the flavors of the seasonings. It was really a case of a poor man feeding a rich man.

Once she put the wrong seasoning in the food she was cooking and her brother got angry and refused to eat, so she was scolded by her mother. Since then, she has developed the habit of looking at the seasoning brand and ingredient list.

Behind all efforts, if it is not out of interest, then there must be a reason why you have to do it, either because you are forced or helpless.

Xin Baoer didn't want to recall too much about her past life, so she put down her pen, stood up to straighten her clothes, touched the ring around her waist, and sat down again.

"I wonder who that old man is from my grandfather's family? Not only did he recognize the ring, he should have also determined her identity. I wonder how long it will take him to gather his old friends together. How can I see them again?"

While Xin Baoer was thinking about the next chance to meet, the two old men at the grocery store also became busy.

The grocery store is not very big, but the house behind it is indeed not small, but it looks a bit shabby and messy.

At this time, a man in his fifties was sitting on the chair at the top of the main hall. On her right sat the old woman from the daytime. However, compared to the trembling and servile appearance during the day, she was now more calm and composed, and there was not even a trace of old age in her.

"Mrs. Lin, look how energetic my uncle Lin is. He doesn't even bother to dress up when meeting an old friend."

Teasing words came from outside the door. Before the two of them stood up to greet him, the man walked in. His tall and strong figure made the low hall seem a little cramped when he stood there.

"This is brother Dahu, right? I haven't seen you for many years, and you've become stronger. Good, good, good!" The man called Uncle Lin stood up, patted the man's sturdy shoulders with a smile, and nodded repeatedly.

If Xin Baoer and others were here, they would be extremely surprised. The man called Uncle Lin was the hunchbacked old man she met in the morning.

The two exchanged a few warm greetings and then sat down. Not long after, many people came in from all over the place and walked into the hall and sat down.

As winter approached, the days began to get shorter, the courtyard was low, and it became darker at dusk. Seeing that most people had arrived, the woman dressed as an old woman stood up calmly, without saying much, and took out a tinderbox, and lit the candles in the room one by one.

After ordering, he didn’t stay long and went to the front yard to close the shop tremblingly.

Seeing the woman's bent waist and sad old face, everyone showed a sigh in their eyes.

They were all servants or secret guards of Prime Minister Lin's family. Prime Minister Lin came from a humble family, but was a great minister who truly cared about the country and the people. Most people in the mansion had received favors from the Lin family, so after the Lin family was destroyed, those who had escaped the net chose to linger on and survived in various identities, because they were all keeping a secret.

That means their young lady is still alive.

But after so many years, they still couldn't find the whereabouts of the young lady. Some people gave up during this period, but most of them persisted.

Thinking of the news that Butler Lin had given them, their hearts began to surge again, and they looked eagerly at the man sitting at the top.

"Butler Lin, is there any news about the young lady?"

"Yeah, Uncle Lin, where is she?"

"When can we go see the Master?"

Once one person spoke up, everyone else could no longer hold back and started to argue. More than ten or twenty people spoke at the same time, and the noise was quite loud.

Steward Shen Ping pressed his arm downward. As the so-called seventh-rank official of the prime minister's doorman and an external steward trained by Prime Minister Lin himself, he should not be underestimated. The long-lost aura of a superior was released, and the people below instantly quieted down.

"She is not a young lady, but a young lady. She looks 60% like her father and 40% like her mother. She also has a token from the Prime Minister, so she should be good."

After Steward Lin finished speaking, he noticed the different looks from the people below. After a moment's thought, he knew what they meant.

"Don't worry, everyone. You will have the opportunity to ask whatever you want to ask. The young lady said she will come again next time, but I don't know why. There are people watching her. Ling Niang and I dare not act rashly. If we alert the enemy, all our years of forbearance will be in vain."

"The young lady is very cautious and smart. I don't think she will disappoint you."

Butler Lin remembered that it was a secret code between the two of them, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He said that he knew a silversmith who could restore the ring to its original state, which actually meant that he could gather together his old friends, and that they were as loyal as ever.

The young lady then said that she would come back in a few days and asked them to wait at home, meaning that they should not act rashly and stay where they are, and she would contact them actively.

It seems that the young lady is well aware of her situation and can take appropriate countermeasures. When he doesn't know the specific situation, he has to calm everyone down first and not ruin the young lady's plans.

After everyone calmed down, a woman in plain clothes came in carrying two super large food boxes. The woman was in her twenties, with a pretty face, quick movements and light steps. It was obvious that she was a martial artist.

"Ms. Ling looks better this way."

"Dad, everyone, the food is simple, just eat something." Ling Niang said expressionlessly.

Ling Niang, whose real name is Lin Ling, is the youngest daughter of housekeeper Lin. In order to hide her identity, she has been dressing up as an old woman over the years. While taking care of her father, she has been building up her own power outside. The blooming girl has been dragged down to the old leftover woman she is today.

Except for Steward Lin, most of the people present were around 30 years old. More than a decade ago, they were all young men in their prime and full of vigor. Looking at the girl who used to love running more crazily than them and had a temperament like a wild horse, but now had only calmness and indifference on her body, they felt very uncomfortable. They wanted to say something, but opened their mouths, but in the end, nothing came out.

Say what?

Aren't they all unrecognizable?

Fortunately, however,

Finally, they got what they were waiting for.

Finally I can avenge my master.

Ling Niang didn't care what other people thought. Over the years, she had suffered too much and endured too much hardship, and her lawless pride had finally been worn away. She had forgotten how to laugh and how to show off, and only remembered her hatred.

She wanted to avenge the Lin family who treated her as their daughter, the young lady who treated her as her own sister, and even more so, her mother, brother, sister-in-law, and nephews.

She once dared to love and hate, but now she only hates them. She hopes that the young lady will not disappoint them, otherwise...

Ling Niang put down her things, turned around and left the main hall, without any intention of joining the gathering.