Biyu was about to stop her when she heard Song Jinyin call her softly, "Sister Biyu, this is Uncle Li from the small kitchen, one of the five master chefs in charge. He doesn't come here often."
The implication is that it is difficult to stop.
After hearing this, the visitor narrowed his eyes with laughter, bowed almost flatteringly, and placed the medicine bowl in front of her.
Song Jinyin smiled slightly, but her eyes were as dull as usual.
"Uncle Li came here in person, but do you have something to give me?"
"How dare you order a girl!"
The visitor looked outside and took out a pack of preserved fruits from his waist, "This thing was rewarded by the superiors. I heard that you have been sick for many days, and Uncle Li didn't have much to offer, so I gave it to you girls." I left some snacks."
"This is impossible. How can I take Uncle Li's things?"
Song Jinyin smiled and pushed the preserved fruit back. Her face was polite, but the mockery in her eyes was fleeting.
Few people in the small kitchen gave her a good look.
The cooks are no better than ordinary servants, especially those who are already somewhat famous. When they enter the house, their status is assumed to be on the same level as some of the stewards, and some are even higher.
Therefore, these people generally look down on others, especially knowing that Song Jinyin is not valued and only keeps their heads down to do their own work, so they pay less attention to her.
Song Jinyin still remembered that sometimes after a busy day, if she didn't spend some extra money, there would only be one or two hardened steamed buns left on the cold stove.
But it's different now.
Not only did she stay at the front for several days, but she also asked the prince to stand up for her one after another. This kind of favor naturally gave them new thoughts.
"How can you not do it? Is it possible that you still want to be polite to Uncle Li?"
Seeing that Song Jinyin didn't seem interested, the visitor smiled apologetically and pushed the thing into her hand, "You can eat this thing slowly, don't be in a hurry."
People like them don't actually have to please a maid.
But they originally thought that the little girl Song Jinyin would not please their master, so they would follow the wind and show off their power behind the scenes. But who would have thought that this girl could have such good fortune now.
No matter how stupid they are, they still know that they should come here to prevent this girl from settling old scores and blowing her pillow.
"Your body looks weak. If you want to eat something in the future, come and talk to Uncle Li in private. Uncle Li also has a daughter. When he sees you, he will feel like he is seeing his own daughter..."
"I remember Uncle Li's good, but I really don't eat these, so Uncle Li should take them back."
Song Jinyin interrupted him with a smile, feeling a little uninterested.
A person's face changes as if he has lost his memory. Sometimes he can smile while watching the face-changing process, but sometimes he finds it boring.
Seeing that she was indeed unhappy, Uncle Li withdrew his hand, thought for a long time, and asked again before leaving: "What does Miss Jinyin want to eat? There is shopping in the small kitchen today, so I will go with you. Be able to make some decisions.”
"Going out of the house to do some shopping?"
"Yes, today is a big shopping spree. It's winter now, and there are a lot more things to buy. I can't take care of the rest, but I have to see some of the things sent to the kitchen to feel at ease."
Hearing this, Song Jinyin suddenly became interested.
The reason why she is willing to show her face in front of others now is not for the sake of vain flattery.
It's just that I was too cautious before and only focused on doing my own thing, and missed too much news that should be known in this hospital.
"Uncle Li has worked hard. It seems that if I have time in the future, I will have to go out with Uncle Li and learn to pick more things that the prince likes."
"Miss Jinyin has a heart, no wonder she is favored by our prince."
The person who came just thought she wanted to be favored and smiled meaningfully. Song Jinyin pretended not to know and smiled gently.
"If the girl wants something, even if it's some foreign objects, I can help her find a way to get it."
"Uncle Li knows the traders from outside? Doesn't that mean he also knows the news outside Kyoto?"
"That's natural. Although we are cooks, we can't just stick to the things in front of us. Naturally, we have heard a lot about rare objects and customs outside."
"In this case, I will have to trouble Uncle Li less in the future."
As if they had never been treated coldly before, the two of them were particularly harmonious at the moment. After chatting about some things in the kitchen, Song Jinyin took advantage of the situation and sent her out of the house.
Not long after leaving, I saw two people entering the courtyard.
Wearing a blue robe is Lin Jingxiu, who has not been seen for a long time. His hair is tied up with a jade crown, and he is wearing a jade robe and a Zhilan jade tree.
Next to him was Pei Yanzhou, who was still wearing his official uniform. He had the same cold eyebrows and eyes as always, showing his distance, being proud and noble.
When Song Jinyin was seen, she had to stop walking and stood to one side with her head bowed.
"Song Jinyin?"
Lin Jingxiu stepped forward and looked at her curiously.
"You're amazing. You've suffered twenty boards, but you can get out of bed and move around in such a short period of time. Yan Zhou blocked Xu Youyi's sword and lay there for several days. If he hadn't accompanied her into the palace, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to do so. Lie down..."
Song Jinyin was slightly stunned when she heard this surprise. She naturally knew that Pei Yanzhou's wound had not healed yet.
She happened to see it once when he was changing dressings. The wound was very deep and the tender flesh could be seen inside.
"Slave, if you have a hard life, the good things will come faster."
"I didn't think so at first, but looking at it this way, it seems that it is indeed the case."
Pei Yanzhou's eyes fell on her early on.
Seeing that she was still struggling to move, but still walked with the person for a while, and even felt quite comfortable while talking and laughing, Pei Yanzhou's emotionless eyes became a little dissatisfied.
"What are you doing here again? Are you afraid that you will recover too quickly?"
Song Jinyin was in a good mood after chatting with Uncle Li. Seeing Pei Yanzhou acting like this, she didn't care as much as usual. She just felt blessed and said, "I was so immersed in asking questions that I forgot for a moment. I will go back to the house now."
"what?"
"Your Majesty's food."
Song Jinyin raised her eyes with a calm expression.
That's right. Although she knew Pei Yanzhou's preferences, the things she asked about still revolved around him, and she didn't dare to ask too far.
Uncle Li thought she was trying to win favor, so he promised to call her next time he went shopping and teach her how to cook.
"Uncle Li said that the prince likes to eat very few things, and the small kitchen must be prepared with fresh products from outside from time to time. My servant usually prepares dishes for the prince and doesn't notice much, so I couldn't help but ask a few more questions."
Pei Yanzhou looked at the person in front of him, the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipating.
He responded softly, without asking any more questions, and motioned for her to go back to the house first.
"We will talk about these things later. Since I have to go to the third room to help in a few days, I will take good care of myself."
Seeing her nodding and preparing to leave, Pei Yanzhou couldn't help but stop her again, "Wang Kang is back home today. If you need anything, tell him."
Pei Yanzhou seemed to be suddenly very happy.
Song Jinyin noticed this, subconsciously raised her eyes and saw the corners of his lips raised slightly.
"Yes, my slave, thank you so much, Your Majesty."
Not wanting to see her in the same posture as others, Pei Yanzhou said nothing more.
On the contrary, Lin Jingxiu noticed something strange and turned his head and joked: "What can make you so happy? The sun is coming out in the west?"
Pei Yanzhou's eyes gradually returned to coldness. He raised his eyes and glanced at him. Then he looked away with disgust and said in a casual tone, "What does it have to do with you? Do you have a plan to deal with the floods that His Majesty asked about?"
"Hey, isn't it because Xu Youyi made the Ye family's face in public because of you, and the relationship between the two of you has been established a little bit, and now you are happy and relaxed, and you actually want to see my joke."
Before Song Jinyin had gone far, Lin Jingxiu's clear and hearty voice fell naturally.
Apart from Pei Yanzhou, only those with a temperament like Xu Youyi dared to confront the powerful people of the Ye family. As for her, Ye Wanqiu would only treat her like mud under his feet, and would try his best to step on her when he didn't expect it.
Although she didn't think it was her fault, it still showed that she and Pei Yanzhou were not the same people.
...
Song Jinyin finally returned to her room and saw Butler Wang who was excited when he saw her.
At this time, in the study room, Lin Jingxiu was looking through Pei Yanzhou's paintings out of boredom.
"But speaking of which, are you not going to mention a word of those things to your little maid?"
"What to mention."
"Your marriage, your plans with the Xu family, and your future plans."
"She doesn't need to know."
Pei Yanzhou took off the purse and threw it aside without paying much attention.
