Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"So, are you planning to hold a banquet at home to invite them?"

After arranging for a while, Ling Jingxuan asked calmly again.

"Well, I'm going to trouble Sister Shui Ling'er."

Nodding his head, the big bun looked at Song Shuiling who was standing behind them and had been laughing all the time. The latter was startled and waved his hands quickly: "No trouble, no trouble, I'd be happy to make food for the prince."

"Hey, it's an extra job, and I'll pay you too, Sister Shui Ling'er, please trouble you."

Dabaozi took out a silver ingot of about 2 taels from his purse, walked over and stuffed it into her hand. He had to give money when he worked, which Dabaozi could still handle.

"That's not good, Master, you can talk too"

On the contrary, Song Shuiling was startled, how dare she ask for the money from the prince, Song Shuiling turned down and cried and asked Ling Jingxuan for help.

"Haha, just take it for you, what's wrong with it?"

Their Xiaowen is not the master who often rewards his servants. Ling Jingxuan did not say these words. It is rare for his buns to be generous. How could he stop him?

"Master"

"Sister Shui Linger, just take it. I've heard others say that all women need to save dowry. How can they do it if they don't save more?"

Shui Linger was so anxious that she almost burst into tears, but the big bun decisively took his hand and stuffed it in, like a little adult, and there was a dowry. He was really sure that he knew what a real dowry was?

After what he said, Shui Ling'er was stunned. When he recovered, the big bun had already left, and the silver spindle was lying quietly on the palm of her hand.

"Since you are inviting your friends to dinner, and you are inviting them to your house, then you have to entertain them with the style of Prince Cheng's son, and it is not convenient for father and father to intervene. Yun Han's house is cleaned up, and you can entertain them there."

He didn't want to be a nanny for a feast of little radishes, and if they went, the children would be uncomfortable, so let them go to toss, and they were right at Jingyun Mountain Villa, so there wouldn't be much trouble.

"Thank you daddy, I'll go and ask big brother to teach me how to write posts."

As soon as Ling Wen was happy, he turned around and ran upstairs.

"Wait, why didn't you see Xiao Wu and the others?"

Ling Jingxuan then remembered that the big buns had been back for a while, but the little buns, Tiewazi and Shang Qing, who went out together in the morning, did not come back.

"Xiao Wu said that he found a very delicious noodle stall, and they went to eat together."

The big bun finished talking without looking back, and the people disappeared at the entrance of the stairs. Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly when he heard the words. The big bun's stinginess has no cure, and the small bun's foodie attributes are not too much.

"Haha... Jing Xuan, all the children you raise are like this!"

Qiáng endured Sikong's laughter while holding his stomach in his arms for most of the day, and stretched out his hand to give him a thumbs up. Whether it's Xiaowen Xiaowu or a little dumpling who always ran out as soon as he learned to walk, the three steamed buns are all full of personality, right?

"Xiaoxiaoxiao, why don't you laugh to death?"

Glancing at him angrily, Ling Jingxuan stretched out his hand to pick up the ledger that had just been pushed away. The moment he bowed his head, a warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips. In fact, it's not bad for the little buns to have personalities. At least they lived a good life. Joy isn't it?

【End of this chapter】

Fanwai 2: Stingy Steamed Bun Treats (2)

The big buns wanted to treat guests, which terrified the people in Jingyun Villa, whether it was Yan Shengrui Ling Jinghan who came back from the next day, Ling Wang who came back from a walk outside with a small group, or Ling Chenglong who came back from the ground, every time When I heard that the big steamed bun was going to treat a guest, I couldn't help but stare with wide eyes and my chin fell all over the floor. Even if it was a banquet at home, it would be the first time in history. Everyone couldn't help but doubt it. Is it going to rain red?

On the other hand, Da Baozi didn't realize how much of a fright he had brought to his family. Pidianpidian drew the invitations by hand and sent them to the Old Prince's Mansion, Weiyuan Hou's Mansion and the Imperial Palace respectively in the afternoon to receive them. The old prince's mansion and Weiyuanhou mansion in the post are not bad. After all, they are not very aware of the stingy habits of big buns. Chu Yunhan and Yan Xiaoming in the palace were really startled, and they even sent people to Jingyun. The villa asked about the situation and determined that it was the big bun who wanted to entertain a small radish head. Chu Yunhan and his son were quietly relieved, and then they invited Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi to confidently remind them that they must attend in full costumes. How difficult is it for Xiaowen to treat guests? It is estimated that it will only happen once in a lifetime, how can it be done accidentally?

Don't care how others are frightened and complained, three days later, the day of Ling Wen's treat finally came. Early in the morning, Song Shuiling personally took the two cooks to the house cleaned up over there, busy working in the kitchen, and the big bun also After changing into new clothes, he took Xiao Baozi and Tie Wazi to the entrance of Jingyun Villa in high spirits to meet their friends. The eldest Yan Xiaobei stayed to take care of the little dumplings.

"Too much..."

Seeing a few older brothers just go away like that, the little dumpling who just learned to walk pulled Yan Xiaobei hard with his chubby little hand, and the other hand kept pointing outside, probably wanting to express that he wants to play together too. Son.

"Little bastard, it's not Duo Duo, it's brother, I haven't finished eating, where do you want to go?"

Ling Jingxuan stretched out his hand to pick him up, and poked the fleshy little face angrily. Yan Shengrui next to him tacitly raised his small bowl and fed pork porridge to his mouth. He didn't forget to look outside and asked worriedly. : "Really let Xiaowen and the others hold the banquet themselves? No problem, right?"

He has been worried for days.

"it should be no problem?"

Ling Jingxuan himself is not very

I'm sure, after thinking about it, I think it's nothing. Sooner or later, the family will have to call the shots for them. It's better to let them get in touch with them earlier.

"Father, Daddy, I will help to watch, don't worry."

Eleven-year-old Yan Xiaobei said with a gentle smile.

Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan looked at each other and nodded tacitly, but...

“Wow wow...”

"Where are you feeding?"

The earth-shattering howl suddenly sounded, and Ling Jingxuan looked down and was so scared that he almost fainted. Yan Shengrui was doing two things with one mind. He was so uncomfortable that he cried a lot, and there were grains of rice from his nose to his mouth, and he looked awkward and funny.

"I'm sorry, my father didn't do it on purpose."

Seeing this, Yan Shengrui was also anxious, and hurriedly wanted to reach out and hug him, but the little dumpling also held revenge, and the little hand like Ou Jiezi pushed him away, and turned to his father's arms and continued to cry: "Wang Wang... Bad...don't...wow wow..."

Seeing how sad he was crying, the whole family was anxious, and the day of Jingyun Villa started again.

At noon, everything that was supposed to arrive was here, except for Yan Shangqing and the others who lived in Jingyun Villa, Yan Xiaoqing from the old emperor's mansion, the nine-year-old Zeng Xuefu, the grandson of the prince of Weiyuan Hou's mansion, and the three-bedroom man. The younger son, Zeng Bowen, who is also nine years old, and Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shi who came from the palace specially, a group of more than a dozen children all gathered in the house that Ling Jingxuan specially reserved for Chu Yunhan, and the big bun was specially sent away. Song Shuiling, who wanted to stay and serve them, waited until there were only a bunch of little radishes left in the hall, and the big bun asked Song Xiaohu and the others to bring stools to the table together. The children were all about the same age, and the oldest was eleven years old. Yan Xiaobei and Long Dashan.

"I said Brother Wen, I heard that you were going to treat yourself. I thought you were going to invite us to Xinyuan for a big meal. Feelings, you want to kill us like this?"

After the servants all left, Zeng Xuefu resolutely shouted loudly.

"Yes, it's said that Xiaowen is stingy. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems to be true."

"Brother Wen, your invitation is too insincere."

"Brother Huang also asked me to dress up to attend, Xiaowen, can we not be so rude?"

"Haha Xiaowen is willing to invite you to eat, it's not bad. Last time you didn't know, I went back to Jingyun Villa with Xiaowen. On the road, I met someone selling candied haws. Xiaowen decisively asked the driver to stop and saw him buying I ordered two bunches of candied haws, I thought we were both alone, but guess what? He didn't even give me one of them, he brought them all back to the little dumplings."

"Ha ha..."

With Zeng Xuefu taking the lead, the other children had no scruples and started complaining one after another. Yan Xiaoqing's last words caused a group of people to burst into laughter. He said: "How old are you and still eat candied haws? The white ones cost money, and you guys, what happened to Xinyuan? Xinyuan's chef has to ask our sister Shuiling to learn how to cook, my family's food It's much more delicious than Xinyuan, don't be dissatisfied, I don't like to invite others!"

Speaking in a genuine local accent, the big bun argues that he is not stingy, but frugal. Do you understand frugality? Dad said that frugality is a virtue.