572: Chapter 582: Copy the Won’s Ring 572: Chapter 582: Copy the Won’s Ring Gu Youyou glanced at the earthenware pot simring with just a few chilies with annoyance, unable to stand their needless fussing, and resignedly said, “What I’ve made here is a dicinal stew, tailored to warm young mistress’s chilly constitution.”
Oh, no wonder it slled so bad.
The caring cousin was a Divine Doctor, and just yesterday Madam Fo had been punished on her behalf.
As a serving maid, she understood the cousin’s thods very well.
She nodded enthusiastically and said, “Alright, I will take this to Madam Fo right away.
I’ll make sure to convey your caring intentions.
No matter how bad it tastes, I’m sure she will be touched enough to eat it.”
Gu Youyou held her forehead in her hand.
How is it bad?
It’s super delicious, okay?
As a dicinal ingredient, these few chilies certainly ca at a premium price.
Watching Xiang Chun walk away with the earthen pot, Gu Youyou then lifted a different pot off another stove.
This pot was for her own consumption and contained even more chilies.
She loved spicy food; just the sight of this bright red pot was a delight.
“Hold on, adding another herb will make it even tastier,” she murmured.
Gu Youyou placed the pot back on the stove and went inside to find the herb.
anwhile, Xiang Chun had already delivered the red chili beef soup to Lin Qianqing.
The rumor was that Madam Fo had to copy the Won’s Precepts one hundred tis as her punishnt.
She probably wouldn’t finish copying them even by the beginning of sumr.
Such a pity!
At least she had the caring cousin’s comforting beef stew.
“Stop right there!” Two old maids were guarding Lin Qianqing’s courtyard, idly cracking lon seeds as they sat.
They jumped to their feet to stop anyone attempting to enter.
Xiang Chun cleared her throat, stood tall, and declared, “The elder Madam has instructed to bring this pot of at soup for Madam Fo to nourish her body.
Will you try to stop as well?”
It must be said that the old lady was right to have sent the clever Xiang Chun to serve Gu Youyou.
Another maid might have had the smarts, but perhaps would not have the sa commanding presence.
“Certainly not, Miss Xiang Chun, please co in,” they relented.
Nobody dared obstruct the elder Madam’s ssenger, and after all, it was just food being delivered.
One of the maids curiously asked after Xiang Chun had gone inside, “Wasn’t Miss Xiang Chun sent by the elder Madam to serve the caring cousin?
How co she returned?”
“What do you care?
She said it was food from the elder Madam,” the other replied.
The maid nodded and suggested, “Right, right, let’s continue discussing the affairs of the Fo Family.
Crack so lon seeds…”
When Xiang Chun entered, she saw two maids hanging sheets of paper with Lin Qianqing’s writing on ropes in the courtyard, while Lin Qianqing herself was sitting at a table with her sleeves rolled up, writing at an incredible speed.
My goodness!
Xiang Chun was stunned.
She couldn’t write, but she had seen writing before, and never so quickly done.
Next to Madam Fo’s table wasn’t a normal inkstone, but rather a small bucket containing half a bucket of ink.
Was Madam Fo actually using a bucket to copy the Won’s Precepts?
Glancing at the sheets drying on the ropes, although she was illiterate herself, she had never seen such continuous lines where one couldn’t even distinguish individual characters.
Madam Fo’s handwriting was truly even more indecipherable than the caring cousin’s.
“Xiang Chun?
What are you doing here?” Lin Qianqing asked, pausing her frantic work to glance at Xiang Chun, though her hand movents never ceased.
Her voice roused the stunned Xiang Chun back to the present.
Xiang Chun shook herself awake and presented the pot, saying, “The caring cousin asked to bring this over, claiming it would help dispel your coldness.”
“What is it?” Lin Qianqing sneered briefly at the earthen pot without halting her brush strokes.
In that brief exchange, she finished two more sheets of paper.
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