"So hot, so hot!"
Xiao Man came running in from outside Silver Apricot Garden, carrying a steaming pot of spicy noodles.
Zhang Zheng quickly stood up, took the clay pot from her hands, and anxiously placed it on the stone table in the courtyard. As they put down the pot, both of them burned their fingers and instinctively touched their earlobes.
Xiao Man complained, "The Chen family servants are so fickle. The other day when we returned to the Imperial Capital, they were all calling me Miss Xiao Man so attentively. Today, once they saw me go into the kitchen, those nannies hid all the meat without saying a word. If I hadn't been quick, they'd have taken even the oil, salt, and sauces. Young master, what are we doing staying here? We might as well buy a small house on Chessboard Street, which would also make it easier for you to report to the Governor Mansion in the future."
