Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

As the protagonist of this banquet, Shen Tianci was naturally the center of attention. Not only did the young masters pull him into conversation, but the ladies from various families also cast shy glances at him from time to time.

I don’t know who suggested playing drums and passing flowers, and the next moment the drums and flowers were ready.

Xiaoxiao looked at the eager expressions of the young masters and young ladies, knowing that this was actually a talent show in disguise. She had no interest in getting involved, but she enjoyed watching the performance. Seeing that her eldest and second brothers were still in a bad mood, she walked over. Whisper to them: "It doesn't matter who the young master is, he will give us a free performance right now. Brothers, at least you can smile and give others some face."

Her nonchalant look, as if she had not been hit at all, made He Ruhuan very dissatisfied. Not long after, a boy hurriedly ran out from the back kitchen, approached Mrs. Shen and reported: "Madam, it's bad, something happened in the kitchen." ”

Mrs. Shen frowned and heard this person say: "The chef accidentally injured his hand, and there are still a few signature dishes that have not been cooked. What should I do?"

Mrs. Shen waved her hand: "Let the cook at home take over." The cook in the Shen family is so good that even the average chef can't match it.

The boy's expression was ugly: "Just now, the steward has sent someone to invite someone, but for some reason they haven't arrived yet. It's almost time for the banquet..."

He Ruhuan covered the smile on his lips while drinking tea and glanced at the young ladies in the hall who were either powerful or wealthy businessmen. If he invited people to enjoy the flowers but neglected these guests during the banquet, haha, the Shen family would be disappointed. I can't afford this person.

Turning his head, he met Xiaoxiao's clear and bright eyes, looking at her as if he understood everything. He Ruhuan reflexively looked away, but afterwards he felt that he had lost his momentum, so he stared back with his head raised.

Just at this time, the young man who came to report looked up at Mrs. Shen in panic, then quickly lowered his head and stammered: "Otherwise, let Miss Ning help..."

Xiaoxiao looked carefully and recognized that this person was one of the entourage who had accompanied Shen Tianci to her house for dinner.

He didn't dare to raise his head, but he still said what he was told to say: "After all, Miss Ning is also a cook."

There was a "pop", and the end of the boy's words was covered up by the sound of the teacup smashing. Mrs. Shen still looked gentle, but she leaned back lazily: "Go down and change my teacup."

The boy was worried that Madam didn't hear clearly, so he raised his head and said again: "Madam, Miss Ning, she..."

Mrs. Shen held her chin with one hand: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

The boy shivered, and then he saw the coldness in his master's eyes. His scalp suddenly became numb and his feet became weak as he walked away.

When he stood up, Mrs. Shen Yun Danfeng lightly ordered the nanny beside her: "Take him out and sell him."

Wow, Xiaoxiao was amazed—it turned out to be the aura of the mistress of a wealthy family.

Noticing her gaze, Mrs. Shen took her hand and patted it: "As long as I am here, no one will bully you."

Shen Tianci also said: "Yes, I invited you here as guests. How can there be any reason to ask guests to help with work?"

Xiaoxiao was a little moved, but even though she was moved, there was still no news about the cook of Shen Mansion after a cup of tea. Not to mention Mrs. Shen, even Shen Tianci fell silent, but even so, they didn't even say a word about letting Xiaoxiao go to the kitchen. if.

He Ruhuan tightened the veil - even now, he still refused to let Ning Xiaoxiao go?

Mrs. Shen calmly ordered: "No wait, just serve it like this."

The chef's inconvenience doesn't mean that the dishes can't be served, but it's just missing a few of the chef's specialty dishes, which always lacks a bit of style.

Shen Tianci said it didn't matter, but his expression couldn't hide his disappointment: "I just said there is no need to celebrate Lao Shizi's life."

Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered what he said when he first came here. He said that those people who came to celebrate his birthday were just hypocritical. If he knew that these hypocritical intentions were compounded with calculations, wouldn't he be very... disappointed?

Sighing, Xiaoxiao stood up and stretched her shoulders: "Shen Tianci, where is your kitchen?"