Chapter 352: Chapter 276 Full and Satisfied_2
However, there was a distinction between the big kitchen and the small kitchen here; the big kitchen cooked the workers’ als, which could be more casual.
The small kitchen that prepared the master’s food was not the one in every master’s courtyard, though there would also be an old woman in charge of those small kitchens.
It was the sa in Tang Shunyan’s courtyard. His family’s three als a day were usually eaten in his grandmother’s courtyard, with the occasional midnight snack or afternoon tea at ho if he was hungry and resting.
In the maid’s section, five people could only share two sips of soup, yet those two sips left them quite satisfied.
The attendant student and maids who followed their master had never tasted such fine soup or delicious dishes before.
People were ranked into different classes; it wasn’t that every ti they went to a restaurant, the maids and attendants could have the chance to eat as well as their master.
Like the guards who ca along, they didn’t qualify for such tasty dishes or delicious soups; perhaps they would get a large bowl of mixed rice and vegetables.
Being able to eat their fill in a restaurant was already considered good treatnt.
If it were so attendants disfavored by their master, they might be sent out to buy so dry food to eat, like buns, stead bread, and the like.
Lunch and dinner would be as simple as breakfast; such was the humble life of the ordinary people.
ng Zhaojun didn’t eat a single bite of the rice her maid served her, focusing primarily on tasting the soup and vegetables.
Once she was full, her maid poured her so tea to drink, and after a few sips, she set down her chopsticks satisfied, wondering whether such dishes were available in the Capital and if not, they certainly wouldn’t be so affordable.
She believed eating this cheaply wouldn’t be possible back in the Capital, and nobody would let him be so generous; perhaps one day, if Tang Shunyan ca to the Capital, there would be a chance.
ng Zhaojun had not yet been to the Capital, but she already anticipated missing every mont spent with Tang Shunyan.
As a boy, Tang Shunyan needed more than just vegetables to be full; he was growing and also practiced martial arts.
Although he and ng Zhaojun were close in age, only a month or two apart, their heights were different.
Being a boy, he naturally stood half a head taller than ng Zhaojun, often looking down at her.
Tang Shunyan thought they would waste food, but surprisingly, the two of them ate more than the five people next door; perhaps because they ate both rice and dishes, eight dishes and one soup was enough for five people.
Unexpectedly, the two of them could eat the amount suitable for five, and ng Zhaojun, such a tiny girl, appeared to be quite a food lover.
Born into a wealthy family, she could enjoy delicious food and good treatnt while encountering his foolish generosity.
With such a big appetite, in a poor family, it would only add to their poverty.
Tang Shunyan, having eaten his fill, put down his chopsticks without uttering another tedious word, always conceding to her in verbal contests, unaccustod to bickering with the girl.
“Tang Shunyan, see, no wastage, right? You really worry too much, getting scolded by you, I feel so innocent!”
ng Zhaojun started practicing her eloquence again after being full.
“Do you want to apologize again?” Tang Shunyan spoke without looking at ng Zhaojun, his gaze directed outside the window.
Tang Shunyan’s eyes saw the street outside, before the Spring Festival, in the afternoon where people were still shopping and hawkers were still selling without packing up.
He thought this also showed the purchasing power of people in the county, taking the opportunity to earn so money during the festival.
Seeing Tang Shunyan respond this way and observing his gaze towards the window.
Fully satisfied and unwilling to move, she spoke relentlessly:
“But your staff, treating dining guests like this, wouldn’t you earn more if they ordered more dishes? Why instead protect them? I hate it when you scold in front of others!”
“He’s right, there was no wastage, and that’s not wrong, but after all, it’s not your money, you naturally don’t care!”
“Petty, it’s just a al with you, isn’t it? If you don’t treat here, I’d still eat at your house; surely your family won’t mistreat , right?”
ng Zhaojun, in fact, wanted to order a hotpot when choosing dishes, but not many people here ate hotpot.
Possibly because the local people only ate mildly spicy food, so couldn’t handle any spice at all; surprising that in such a large restaurant, the waiter wouldn’t recomnd a hotpot during winter.
ng Zhaojun thought again, once she grew a bit more in Capital City, maybe she could use hotpot as her entrepreneurial venture.
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