I invite classmates to have fun all night, but Pei Shaoqing himself is not ready to play all night.

After leaving the Yang Liu family, Pei Shaoqing asked Qingxuan: "How much did you win today?"

"If you want to count the IOU, it will be more than 7,000 guan in total." Qing Xuan said happily.

Although the money is not his own, Qingxuan still feels inexplicably happy.

Looking at Qingxuan's smile, Pei Shaoqing couldn't help but smile, thinking that this little Taoist nun is really a wealthy fan, and this little money will make you happy like this.

But as long as you are a money lover, it's fine.

As long as you like money, you will be taken down by me sooner or later.

Pei Shaoqing asked, "How about you be my butler?"

If you want Qingxuan to be a bed-warming maid, it will be impossible at least in a short period of time, so you can only settle for the second best to try to make her a female housekeeper.

"No." Qingxuan immediately became alert.

"Aren't those female housekeepers of high-ranking families still maids?"

Pei Shaoqing said helplessly: "I can't control other people's families, but our family is not. Our female housekeeper only cares about the money and doesn't have to sell me the contract, and also warms the bed."

"Just just take care of the money?" Qingxuan asked.

"Just take care of the money." Pei Shaoqing nodded.

Qingxuan was still a little hesitant because he thought Pei Shaoqing was too cunning.

Maybe one day he would fall into his words and sell his deeds to him in a daze.

But Qingxuan really couldn't give up the pleasure of being in charge of money, and the more money the happier it was.

And judging from the current trend, Pei Shaoqing, the disciple, will probably be very rich in the future.

Qingxuan said with some uncertainty: "If this is the case, you can try it, but I will say it again, I won't be a maid."

"I don't want to be a maid, I just want to be a housekeeper." Pei Shaoqing said with a smile.

When he said this, Pei Shaoqing himself felt like a big bad wolf.

Speaking of this, he said, "Then now you are the female butler in our family."

"When you go back, you can complete the income and expenditure accounts, and I will check them from time to time."

"If I find out that there are differences in the accounts, hehe, you know the consequences."

While speaking, Pei Shaoqing aimed at Qingxuan’s buttocks with malicious intentions.

Qingxuan's pretty face turned slightly red and he spat: "Dengtuzi."

While talking, I came to Pingkangfang North Street.

Pei Shaoqing asked Cui Erlang to buy rice, flour, vegetables and wine.

When I had no cook before, I could only buy cooked food and eat it.

But now that the chef is proud, he can buy ingredients and make it yourself.

When they returned to the guard and capture department, Yang Qi, Lu Shisan and the others were still working.

Twenty pairs of mahjong cards have been made in total, only one step away from the final coloring.

Xu Changjin, the little lady, was not idle either. After cleaning up the backyard, she continued to clean the middle yard.

Especially Pei Shaoqing's straight room, the windows were cleaned. When Pei Shaoqing walked into the door, he saw Xu Changjin standing in front of the window with his head down, taking a piece of linen stained with water, and wiping the hollowed-carved dust one by one.

Changjin was extremely focused when working, but he didn't notice Pei Shaoqing coming in.

It was not until Pei Shaoqing walked to her side and blew into her ear that she suddenly realized.

"Ah, you are back, young master." Chang Jin hurriedly bowed his knees and bowed his respects.

"Why are you disobedient?" Pei Shaoqing said angrily, "I don't let you do such rough work?"

When they came in just now, Pei Shaoqing saw Yang Qi and Lu Shisan's wife. They were diligent and were still washing clothes for the guard in the yard so late.

But I still feel distressed when I see Chang Jin wiping the doors and windows.

Such a delicate and pretty chef is not bought to do rough work, but to cook delicious food.

Just leave the rough work like wiping doors and windows to mopping the floor to the Yang Qi family and the Lu Shisan family’s wife to do.

Seeing Pei Shaoqing furious, Changjin's mouth flattened, and tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

Qingxuan then hugged Changjin in his arms with heartache and said angrily: "Why are you fierce and Changjin? Can't you speak well?"

"Women are really made of water." Pei Shaoqing said helplessly, "Tears come as soon as they come. It's so magical. OK, can't I apologize to you? I'm sorry, I'm proud."

After saying that, Pei Shaoqing really saluted Changjin with his hands.

"Ah, no need." Chang Jin hurriedly avoided when he saw this.

"Then don't cry anymore." Pei Shaoqing smiled, "Let's go for midnight snacks."

"What do you want to eat for the young master?" Chang Jin wiped his tears and whispered, "I will give it to you now."

"Young Master wants to eat, but you may not be able to make it alone." Pei Shaoqing laughed and said, "You must have the participation of your master."

Qingxuan thought wrongly and spat lightly, "Dengtuzi, I want to bully Changjin again, right? She is still only sixteen years old, can you really do it?"

"What?" Pei Shaoqing said in surprise, "What are you thinking about?"

"Isn't it?" Qingxuan was also a little surprised, "Don't you want to bully Changjin?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Pei Shaoqing rolled his eyes and pulled Changjin to the kitchen. "Changjin, today my master teaches you a delicacy you have never had before, stir-fry! Refried pork!"

Changjin followed Pei Shaoqing to the kitchen with a little ignorant.

I saw an iron pot on the stove in the kitchen.

This pot was customized by Pei Shaoqing and asked Cui Erlang to go to the blacksmith shop, and the drawings were also drawn by Pei Shaoqing himself.

After these days, the first iron pot in the history of Chinese civilization and even world civilization was finally born.

For Pei Shaoqing, this iron pot is even more meaningful, because it means that he can finally eat stir-fry without having to eat stews, cooking, and barbecue every day.

Unfortunately, there were no chili at this time.

A refried meat without chili is soulless.

But using garlic leaves and sunflower leaves can barely be used.

Take Changjin to the kitchen, steam the meat, cut it into thin slices, and then stir-fry it in an iron pot. When the heat is almost done, put the garlic leaves and sunflower leaves into the pot and then stir-fry it.

Add salt and sauce and sprinkle with a little pepper.

Finally, it was served on a plate, and the first fried pork dish in the Tang Dynasty was released.

Pei Shaoqing smelled it and it smelled so good. He picked up a piece of meat and tasted it. The taste buds were almost melting.

Qingxuan couldn't help but pick up a piece of meat and put it into the sandalwood mouth and chew it carefully. After a moment, her eyes lit up. She found that the slice of meat was unexpectedly delicious.

"How is it, it's delicious, right?" Pei Shaoqing said.

"It's so delicious." Qingxuan said, "I've never eaten such delicious meat."

"Of course, this is the dish I cooked with my own hands, and the taste is still bad?" Pei Shaoqing said as he picked up another piece of meat and sent it to Changjin's mouth, and said with a smile, "Changjin, you can try it too."

"No." Chang Jin subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

"Eat." Pei Shaoqing said domineeringly, "Don't hide."

I could only stand up and lightly opened the sandalwood mouth and bit the slices of meat.

Seeing Changjin gently biting the slices of flesh with his red lips, Pei Shaoqing couldn't help but cry out in his heart for a long time.
Chapter completed!