Do what you do and love what you do, no matter what status she has in the Persian religion, here, she plays the role of the maid of Zunxuan Prince Qimoren, so she must do her job as a maid and perform it flawlessly.
"When will this wave of your support arrive?" Prince Zunxuan Qi Meren asked.
"It's coming soon. In this month, spring is coming and the grass is growing in the pastures. We are also very busy. After this period of work, the supplies will be delivered." The beauty said with a smile.
"You Persian sect is very wealthy. You have plenty of money. Don't be stingy. Look at my king's Heiyangshu coal mine being closed down. The losses are too great." Prince Zunxuan Qimoren said.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the supplies will definitely be delivered." The beauty promised again.
She had nothing to do in return, these were all agreed upon in advance.
Although Prince Zunxuan Qi Meren is a bit "cowardly" and keeps a low profile, he is still very principled and at least knows what true cooperation is.
"When your supplies arrive, we can provide some materials to the imperial court. When the time comes, the imperial court will continue to lose blood."
Prince Zunxuan Qi Meren said calmly.
"Then it depends on the prince's performance." The beauty raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile.
Wanghai County, Changping Village.
This is the most disgusting meal Yang Huamei has ever eaten!
Not only was she unable to eat, but even Zhuang Zhuang, who liked egg custard in her arms, tried hard to push the custard out of her mouth with her little tongue.
The child's mouth, chin, and neck were all covered in custard, and they were dirty and oily.
Dabai raised his chopsticks. He was so exhausted that he didn't want to use his chopsticks anymore after eating a piece of bacon.
Xiao Hei glanced at the fried salted fish in front of him and his eyes turned white.
Finally, Yang Huamei slammed the chopsticks in her hand on the table, and said with a dark face: "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. Fourth brother, are you making it for people to eat? You wouldn't mind feeding it to pigs!"
Yang Huaming laughed and said, "Meier, what are you talking about? Most of these are pork. Pigs don't eat their own kind, right?"
Halfway through the words, Yang Huaming's words stopped abruptly, because Yang Huamei's face could scrape off three ounces of ashes from the bottom of a pot, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.
"Is it really that difficult to take off chopsticks? Fourth brother, let me try it!"
Yang Huaming raised the chopsticks in front of him and looked around. He hesitated to take down the chopsticks after each dish.
Yang Huamei saw his actions in her eyes and sneered again.
"How's it going? I'm not deliberately picky, am I? You don't even want to eat it yourself, but you still feed it to us. Fourth brother, you can do it!"
"Who's to say I won't eat it? It's too rich. I haven't decided which dish to try first!" Yang Huaming argued with Yang Huamei dissatisfiedly, and at the same time he stretched the chopsticks in his hand towards the fried bacon with vegetable moss.
He fried it himself, specifically for drinking.
I took a bite of the bacon, eh? Why does it smell a bit fishy?
So he swallowed it forcefully, then picked up a piece of vegetable moss and put it in his mouth.
It was soft, as if he was eating a piece of rotten bark. If Yang Huamei hadn't been staring at it eagerly, he would have vomited it on the ground the moment he entered it.
"Hehe, I guess it was oversteamed on the side of the pot and it's a bit rotten. However, people with bad teeth can eat it." Yang Huaming said with a smile to Yang Huamei.
Yang Huamei didn't say anything, but looked at the other dishes and motioned for Yang Huaming to continue eating.
Yang Huaming adjusted his attitude and extended his chopsticks to the steamed bacon.
When I took this bite, he thought he had bitten a piece of hard bark that had been exposed to the sun for ten and a half days.
"How's it going, Fourth Brother? Your steamed bacon can't be chewed without a mouth full of iron teeth and bronze teeth, right?" Yang Huamei asked deliberately.
Yang Huaming smiled sheepishly, "It's just a little bit harder, but it's still okay for people with good teeth."
Yang Huamei snorted, you have the final say whether it's black or white.
"Fourth brother, don't stop with your chopsticks, keep eating." Yang Huamei pointed to the fried dried fish.
Yang Huaming gritted his teeth, rummaged through the fish plate, picked out a piece of dried fish that didn't look extremely burnt on the outside, and was still a bit chewy, and took a small bite.
After taking a small bite, he couldn't help spitting it on the ground, and picked up the tea on the side and took a few big sips.
Even so, my mouth was still full of salt. In addition to the salt, there was also a strong burnt taste, just like eating black rice crust.
Yang Huamei said angrily: "How's it going? Did you almost die?"
Yang Huaming nodded honestly this time: "Salty, it's a little bit salty. How can it be called salted fish if it's not salty? Right?"
Yang Huamei rolled her eyes: "Fourth brother, go to the village and ask, which woman cooks salted fish without soaking it in cold water for half an hour? Otherwise, it can be eaten?"
Yang Huaming still smiled in a good-tempered way, and even joked to himself: "I would like to ask them about it, but your fourth sister-in-law won't agree, otherwise my fourth brother wouldn't be able to cook at this level."
"Mei'er, don't be disgusted, just eat it!"
“I can’t eat it, I can’t make do with it!”
"Why can't you eat it? Hey, isn't there a small pot burning in the middle? There is roasted chicken with mushrooms. Fourth brother will put a big chicken leg for you!"
Yang Huaming directly dragged a chicken leg into Yang Huamei's bowl.
He picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and put it in his mouth.
As soon as I took a bite, I was suddenly stunned.
Why?
Because this mushroom is as hard as an iron plate.
I guess it can't be done even with iron teeth and copper teeth, so I have to use an ax to chop it and a saw to cut it!
Yang Huaming quietly spit the piece of mushroom into the palm of his hand, and then quietly threw it under the table when Yang Huamei and the others were not paying attention.
Yang Huamei actually saw it all, but she didn't say anything about it.
She just sighed and said to Dabai and Xiaohei: "Go back!"
Xiao Hei stood up first, and his stomach hurt even more when he saw these dishes.
Dabai was a little embarrassed. He smiled and said to Yang Huaming and Kang Xiaozi: "Fourth uncle, let's go there first."
Yang Huaming said: "Don't worry, it's still early, you have to eat a few bites before leaving!"
Dabai smiled and shook his head: "I've already eaten."
Yang Huamei had already come down from the fire barrel with Zhuangzhuang in her arms. When she heard Dabai and Yang Huaming being polite, she said impatiently: "Stop being so annoying, I can still catch up on lunch when I go home!"
The conversation between Dabai and Yang Huaming came to an abrupt end.
Yang Huaming stood up awkwardly and watched the family of four preparing to leave. Suddenly Kang Xiaozi tugged on Yang Huaming's sleeve.
Yang Huaming turned his head and glanced at Kang Xiaozi. Kang Xiaozi said in a low voice: "Dad, this, this."
Yang Huaming understood clearly. Kang Xiaozi was telling Yang Huaming not to forget to give Zhuang Zhuang money for the meeting!
Yang Huamei and the others who had already reached the door of the West House also hesitated.
Yang Huamei whispered to Dabai, "Don't go too fast, your fourth uncle hasn't given us money to meet Zhuangzhuang yet!"
