"Sister Qing, try it quickly, it's delicious~!"
She yelled at Xiao Qing, who hadn't dared to pick up her chopsticks, and then started eating non-stop.
Watching the little girl's appearance, Xiao Qing was finally defeated by the temptation of food.
She carefully picked up a piece of egg and glanced at Fang Er. Seeing that her young master was drinking by himself, she confidently put it into her mouth.
"So tender! So fragrant!"
In an instant, the tenderness of the egg, the fragrance of the scallions, and the moderate saltiness were just too delicious.
Xiao Qing felt as if she was once again nestled in her mother's embrace.
So warm.
As she ate, tears flowed from the corner of Xiao Qing's eyes without her realizing it.
"Huh? What the heck! Why are you crying while eating?"
Fang Er looked at Xiao Qing in surprise.
"Young master, this dish is too delicious, I remembered my mother! *Sob sob~~~*"
As Xiao Qing spoke, she threw down her chopsticks and started crying.
Xiao Qing's mother was a very virtuous woman. After marrying her father, she raised her children and managed the household very well. Her father was originally a small businessman, but he lost money in business. Afterwards, his temperament changed drastically, and he frequented brothels and casinos all day long. He also liked to drink, and when he was drunk, he would beat people at home. Her mother had to manage the household and endure her father's domestic violence, and finally died of depression. Xiao Qing was also sold to the Fang family by her father due to gambling debts.
Speaking of which, Xiao Qing was also an unfortunate soul.
Fang Er put down his chopsticks and gently patted Xiao Qing's back: "From now on, you will follow the young master and have a good life. Don't worry."
In his previous life, Fang Er was clumsy with words and never knew how to please girls. After thinking for a long time, he could only come up with this sentence.
Xiao Qing, however, felt incredibly comforted.
She hugged Fang Er's shoulder directly: "Young master, you must not sell me again. If I make a mistake, young master can punish me as he sees fit. I will do anything, please don't abandon me."
"And me, and me too, young master, Qing sister and I will be obedient." Xiao Huan also chimed in.
"Stop crying, Xiao Huan will laugh at you." Fang Er almost burst out laughing at Xiao Huan's words.
Xiao Qing let go of Fang Er, wiped away her tears awkwardly, glared at Xiao Huan: "Even such delicious dishes can't shut your mouth. You're everywhere! Eat quickly!"
Xiao Huan made a face, stuck out her tongue, and continued to bury her head in eating.
Fang Er and Xiao Qing exchanged a smile.
A strange feeling arose in their hearts.
Speaking of which, Fang Er had lived for more than twenty years in his previous life and was still a virgin until he transmigrated.
After coming here, Xiao Qing was also good-looking, and she accompanied him every day. In just a few short days, Fang Er had already developed feelings for her.
As an outstanding young man of the twenty-first century, age was not a barrier, and identity was not a problem. He never looked down on Xiao Qing because of her maid status.
Xiao Qing could also truly feel that Fang Er had changed after his serious illness, becoming very tolerant of everyone in the family. Such a young master felt very good.
After finishing the meal, Fang Er went to check on Zhu Zi, who was still recovering from his injuries. He showed no signs of fever, and Zhu Zi felt an itching at the wound, indicating that it was healing.
The hole in the roof that was broken by the thieves the previous day had also been repaired by the butler.
Returning to Xiao Qing's bed and smelling the faint fragrance, Fang Er quickly fell asleep.
Nothing happened overnight.
The next morning, Fang Er had Huzizi gather the newly purchased servants.
Fang Er sat in a chair, looking at the people sitting in front of him.
Ten men and six women stood neatly in the courtyard. Upon seeing Fang Er, they all knelt: "Greetings, master!"
Fang Er's scalp tingled. He was only fifteen years old, why was he called master?
"From now on, don't call me master, it makes me sound old. Just call me young master. From now on, these maids will be under Xiao Qing's management. You will listen to Xiao Qing for specific tasks."
"Yes, young master."
The maids bowed to Fang Er and then stood behind Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing looked at Fang Er in disbelief. She was now a manager?
Happiness came too suddenly.
Fang Er looked at the remaining ten male servants. They were all men in their early twenties. Although they looked thin and weak now, he believed that after a period of good food and care, they would surely become strong men.
"You people will be under Huzizi's management from now on. Your main responsibilities will be guarding the house. If you do these things well, this young master will not treat you unfairly."
"Yes, young master!"
The ten male servants bowed in unison and responded.
"Huzizi, take them down, arrange their shifts, let them eat and drink well, and seize the time to let them recover their bodies. Don't be stingy with food, otherwise, when we need them, they won't be useful."
Fang Er said to Huzizi.
"Don't worry, young master. In a month at most, I guarantee they will all become outstanding individuals."
After Huzizi finished speaking, he led them away.
Meanwhile, the pawnbroker who had received Fang Er's mirror was pacing anxiously in his shop: "It's been two days, why is there no response? Go out and inquire about what's going on. I have a bad feeling, my eyelids are twitching, something must have gone wrong."
The shop assistant behind the pawnbroker quickly responded and left the shop, heading towards the Fang mansion.
And in the Chang'an Prefecture prison, the Prefect of Chang'an was interrogating Zhou Tong and the others. This was someone personally sent by Cheng Yaojin, so he dared not be negligent.
He heard that they committed violence in Chang'an City and were caught by Cheng Yaojin. If this case was not handled well and reached the Emperor's ears, he would be in trouble.
"Speak, what is your name, who instructed you, and why did you break into a private residence and commit violence at night?"
The Prefect said sternly, looking at the four people kneeling in the prison.
They were apprehended on the spot and did not need to be brought to court; they were handled directly in the prison.
Zhou Tong glanced at the other three, exchanged a look, and then remained silent.
The Prefect's anger immediately flared up. What was this? Were they colluding right under his nose?
"Give this official the torture instruments! Inform this official when you confess!"
The Prefect flicked his sleeve and left the prison.
Several jailers immediately tied Zhou Tong to a wooden frame.
Then, the prison heard the miserable cries.
The Prefect waited outside the prison. Soon, a jailer ran out and said to him, bowing: "Reporting to the master, that fellow confessed. He said he was instructed by a distant relative of the Cheng family, a young master who had recently moved into the city. They noticed his wealth and targeted him. They were there to scout, but they alarmed the owner and a fight broke out. Coincidentally, a general ran into them and sent them here."
The Prefect's eyes widened as he listened. What was going on? A distant relative of the Cheng family instructed people to commit violence, was caught by Cheng Yaojin, and then sent to the authorities?