Xie Zian still had that coaxing look and snorted coldly: "You'll know when you get there. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Su Qingluan shrugged, noncommittal.
In fact, when she asked her servant to deliver the message to the villagers in Huaxi Village, she not only asked him to tell her parents that they might be home late today, but also let them know where she was in disguise.
Although Xie Zhonger opposite had a magnanimous look on his face, who knew what weird ways these wealthy families could embarrass others?
At this time, Su Qingluan noticed that a servant was leading a horse by the roadside. Xie Zian was probably too small to step on the horse, so a servant knelt down on the ground to act as a step for him. Zian stepped on the man's back and got on the horse.
Xie Zian couldn't see it, but Su Qingluan standing aside could see that the servant with his head lowered was grinning from being stepped on, and it was obvious that he felt a little uncomfortable.
However, his body didn't move at all, as if it was a normal thing.
Su Qingluan knew that for people from these wealthy families, "calling slaves" to this extent was a normal thing, but she still frowned secretly.
Of course, she is not a young person. She is not stupid enough to just go up and say "Why are you bullying people?" This kind of useless pity and self-righteous sense of justice has no benefit except causing trouble for others. .
But she still felt uncomfortable.
Suppressing the strangeness in her heart, Su Qingluan asked: "Xie Xiaolangjun, what should I do if you ride a horse?"
Xie Zian glanced at Su Qingluan strangely: "Of course you are following me, do you still want to come up and ride with me?!" As he said that, he showed a wary look, as if Su Qingluan was a woman with ulterior motives.
Su Qingluan:......
The eyes in her heart almost rolled to the sky.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qingluan restrained her strong desire to complain and reminded: "Xie Xiaolangjun, I don't think I can outrun a good horse like you with one pair of legs."
Xie Zian looked surprised: "My servants can keep up, why can't you?"
Because you are a second-guessing bitch - Su Qingluan complained loudly in her heart.
However, she was timid, and she even kept a smile on the surface: "The ones from Xiao Langjun's family are naturally good. How can I, an ordinary person, compare with me? Besides..." Su Qingluan thought for a while, "Wait a minute. Aren’t you going to cook soon? If I exert too much physical energy, I’m afraid I won’t be able to perform properly in a while.”
"Tsk, that's really troublesome." Xie Zian curled his lips in disgust, "I know, just walk slower."
Even though she "walked slower" as promised, by the time Su Qingluan arrived at the door of a very luxurious-looking house, it was already about an hour later. She was already feeling a little trembling and her feet were sore. .
But at this time, Xie Zian said as an afterthought: "Hey, I'll hire a sedan for you."
Su Qingluan: ...Can you please think of this kind of thing from the beginning?
She was careless and had no idea the journey would take so long!
However, after thinking about the shop, I thought I would bear it, just for the money! It's just that she has to travel a little more, she can do it!
Although Su Qingluan was an ordinary citizen, he was "invited" by Xie Zian to do the work after all, and he was considered half a guest, so there was still a lot of tea served at the beginning.
Unlike the previous courtyard where Mr. Xu's family only had three entrances, Su Qingluan glanced at it and found that this family should have at least four or even five entrances.
Moreover, even the roughest people in this courtyard who clean the courtyard are dressed much neater and better looking than many ordinary people. Whether it is the style of the clothes or the pattern of the cuffs and collar, it is even comparable to what some wealthy families wear.
Su Qingluan secretly dumbfounded: No wonder some people are unwilling to leave even if they are slaves and maids in a wealthy family and are ordered around in this way. Sure enough, it still makes sense.
After drinking tea and taking a short break, Su Qingluan asked: "What exactly is that 'rare ingredient'?"
Xie Zian sat on the carved mahogany chair, clapped his hands and called the housekeeper, and pointed at Su Qingluan: "Take her to see the living thing brought today!"
The housekeeper was an old man with gray hair. Although he looked at Xie Zian with the expression of a kind grandfather, when he looked up at Su Qingluan, he had a straight face and looked at Su Qingluan up and down with suspicion.
Immediately, he asked in Xie Zian's ear: "This young man is so young, he looks no more than twelve or thirteen years old. Isn't it a little... inappropriate for you to rashly hand over such precious ingredients to such a person?" …”
Although it was a "whisper", it was obvious that the old housekeeper did not intend to go behind Su Qingluan's back - rather, some of his words were just to knock her down.
Su Qingluan felt calm after hearing this - after all, no one knows that there is a soul from another world inside this little girl's shell, right? Moreover, these people have never really seen her cooking skills, so it is normal to express doubts.
Sure enough, Xie Zian showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he nodded: "What the housekeeper said makes sense, so let's try this girl's cooking skills with other dishes first..."
"Girl?" The old housekeeper caught the key word.
"Yes!" Xie Zian pointed at Su Qingluan as a matter of course, "She is a woman."
Su Qingluan thought that the old housekeeper would jump into a rage and become possessed by an old moralist and pedantic man, saying something like "How can a woman wear men's clothes and show up in public without being immodest?", but in the end he just looked up and down at a slower speed. He glanced at her, then nodded: "Well, please trouble this little lady."
Su Qingluan didn't know if it was her misunderstanding. She even felt that the housekeeper's attitude towards her was a little more friendly than the initial warning.
But she didn't care what these people were thinking. What Su Qingluan cared about most was completing the task and getting benefits.
So she started to bargain: "Thank you, young master. Just now you just asked me to cook a precious ingredient, which means I only need to make one dish. You didn't say before that you wanted to test my cooking skills?"
Xie Zian raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible that you just have a reputation but don't actually have the ability, so you are afraid?"
Su Qingluan shook her head: "No, I can show my hand to let you know my level, but..." She narrowed her eyes and smiled, showing her small white teeth, "Every additional dish is another one." The price is up.”
When Xie Zian heard this, he was stunned at first, and then sneered: "Oh, haha, do you want to pay for it first? Okay! I promise you, if this 'test dish' is done well, I will reward you with ten taels of gold!"
Twelve! And it’s not silver, it’s gold! !
Su Qingluan's eyes were shining with a different kind of brilliance: Ten taels of gold is equivalent to one hundred taels of silver!
Oh my God! It can be worth the two or three months of dividends from "Hongfu Tower" - if it is the off-season, I'm afraid this time will be longer!
So Su Qingluan immediately made a blessing ceremony: "I am willing to serve Xie Xiaolangjun! But..."
"But what?" Xie Zian asked.
