The Great Elder did not directly agree to Lu Xixin, but raised his eyes to look at her intently. Various thoughts flashed through his eyes, and finally turned into a deep complexity.
He said: "The saint goes back to rest first, and I will give you a satisfactory answer."
Lu Xixin glanced over briefly, then nodded slightly: "I'm waiting for your news."
The saint just went to find the great elder, but everything was different when she came back.
Qing'er was the first to discover this difference. She ran over and said excitedly: "Holy girl, the kitchen has prepared a lot of delicious food for dinner. The specifications of the food are many times higher than what we served you before. I heard that there is another one invited from China.
The famous chef who came here once cooked a state banquet, and his cooking skills are top-notch.
Holy girl, you are in for a treat tonight."
Before dinner time, Qing'er ran to the kitchen again and again to report to Lu Xixin what delicacies were prepared there.
"There are agate fish balls, cordyceps flower lion heads, rare mushrooms and pomegranate buns..." Qing'er counted on her fingers, her mouth watering.
Lu Xixin looked amused, holding her chin in her hands and arching her eyebrows: "You are looking forward to it so much, we will eat together later."
Qing'er asked back: "Don't you expect the saint? That's a famous chef from China!"
Lu Xixin shook her head: "I'm not looking forward to it." She didn't think there was anything special about these dishes at all. Not only was she not looking forward to them, she didn't even like them very much.
When it was dinner time, several servants came over from the kitchen, bringing dishes one by one.
This is what the great elder specifically told you, you must take good care of the saint.
Too many people are allocated to the kitchen, leaving other areas with insufficient manpower.
Hua Xianxian only had a little girl come over to deliver food, and it was the simplest three dishes and one soup.
"What is this? Is it for people to eat?" Hua Xianxian was so angry that she overturned the table, pointed at the food delivery girl and started to curse.
The girl pursed her lips: "Miss Xianxian, it's useless for you to tell me. This is the order of the great elder. Everyone in the kitchen has gone to prepare the saint's dishes. There is not enough manpower in other places, so we can only keep it simple."
"Saint?" Hua Xianxian frowned, "What do you mean? Hasn't the status of the saint already belonged to us?"
The girl lowered her head and said, "The great elder has allocated the quota again. It is of the highest standard. He also issued a death order that the saint must be well fed and no one is allowed to occupy the saint's quota."
Having said this, the girl raised her eyes and glanced at Hua Xianxian timidly: "From now on, the kitchen will not give you the saint's portion. You can only eat your own portion. If you want to eat something good, please improve it.
For food, you either show up by yourself, or you go out to eat, or you can order takeout."
Hua Xianxian immediately became angry and immediately wanted to slap the table.
But she is not stupid after all. If you think about it carefully, you can find the weirdness.
For no reason, why is the Great Elder so nice to that damn girl Hua Wuxie?
Hua Xianxian couldn't figure it out, but she had a bad feeling. She knew that Hua Wuxie went to see the elder today, and something might have happened.
No, she has to tell her father!
On Lu Xixin's side, Qing'er was standing at the dining table excitedly watching Lu Xixin eat: "Holy girl, is the Buddha jumping over the wall delicious?"
Lu Xixin took a sip and frowned slightly: "It's not bad."
“What about the Sanbao Duck?”
Lu Xixin shook his head: "It's average, the taste is a bit worse."
Qing'er was surprised: "Isn't it delicious?" Then he sniffed hard and said, "I think it tastes very good."
"It's too greasy." Lu Xixin spat out the bones, "Sanbao duck is a health-preserving dish, but the kitchen made it too oily, which actually lost the original advantages of the dish."
The flower housekeeper at the door came in and heard this sentence and almost laughed out loud.
He thought to himself: These two masters and servants are really good at tasting, and they haven't even tasted a few of the good things. They actually brazenly said that the Babao duck made by a famous chef tastes worse.
Housekeeper Hua couldn't help but shake his head, and his impression of Lu Xixin was a little worse. He felt that the saint was too vain, and he started to show off after searching a few words on the Internet.
How dare you review dishes cooked by famous Chinese chefs?
Being able to eat it just once in this life is already a very high-end experience, but I don’t know how to cherish it, but instead belittle it.
Butler Hua sighed.
Qing'er found Hua Guanjia and quickly stood up straight to say hello: "Butler."
Butler Hua nodded to her: "You go out first."
Then he took out a few printed sheets of A4 paper and signaled to Lu Xixin: "Holy girl, look, this is how the great elder dealt with Hua Zi'ang. Take a look and see if you are satisfied."
Lu Xixin was holding a chicken drumstick in her hand. Hearing the words, she turned around and wiped her left hand casually on a tissue before picking up the A4 paper.
The movements are extremely sloppy, but they are indescribably beautiful.
Housekeeper Hua stood behind the film on Lu Xixin's left side. From her perspective, Lu Xixin looked like an ancient lady, elegant and moving.
Butler Hua's eyes were surprised. He had never carefully observed this poor little fellow from the second elder's second house before, but now it seemed that he was somewhat different.
No matter how vain and shallow you may be in your heart, this kind of natural willful elegance is rare.