Yue Zhong's last shred of thought was worn away by Xiao Man. He glanced at Liu Han, who was also timid, and considering he had spoken, why not go with the flow and send the person to the small kitchen? Perhaps he might be useful one day!
"Steward, arrange for both of them to go to the small kitchen. Seventh Brother hasn't had a good appetite recently. Let them prepare some food for Seventh Brother. If Seventh Brother likes it, then let them stay in the small kitchen." Although Yue Zhong agreed to send Xiao Man to the small kitchen, he had dug a pit for Xiao Man.
After the eldest son left, the steward glanced at Xiao Man and Liu Han with some sympathy. In the Heavenly Sword Sect, the most difficult place to stay was not the main dining hall, but the small kitchen responsible for the food of the sect's honored guests. A slight misstep could cost them their lives, and their young master was exceptionally picky!
"Pack your things and come with me."
"Steward, who is the Seventh Brother the eldest son mentioned?" Xiao Man slipped a spirit crystal to the steward and asked in a low voice.
"It's the Young Master."
"Does the steward know what the Young Master likes to eat?"
The steward looked at Xiao Man with pity: "No one knows what the Young Master likes. He might like meat today, and be vegetarian tomorrow, or prefer soup the day after. Therefore, the Young Master's meals are the most difficult to prepare. Fortunately, the Young Master rarely eats anything from the dining hall, otherwise, the cooks in the small kitchen would have been replaced countless times."
"But the eldest son wants us to prepare some food for the Young Master first. Please give us some guidance, Steward. Does the Young Master have any taboos?"
"The Young Master dislikes onions and ginger the most. These two items must absolutely not be included in the food prepared for him. Especially since the Young Master has been in a bad mood lately and is under house arrest by the Sect Master, you will be in big trouble with any slight misstep. Good luck to yourselves."
The steward left Xiao Man and the two of them in the small kitchen after explaining that it was the eldest son's order.
The steward of the small kitchen was a burly woman with a booming voice.
"Sent by the eldest son, and specifically to cook for the Young Master?" Stewardess Zheng Sanniang sneered, "The eldest son is truly kind."
"Greetings, Stewardess."
"The ingredients and utensils are all here. Go and cook. Coincidentally, all the food previously sent to the Young Master was thrown out. Prepare a new batch and send it over. If the Young Master is not satisfied, pack your things and leave." Stewardess said in a businesslike tone, then sat down to doze off.
Liu Han looked at Xiao Man for help. He didn't want to leave. He had finally entered the Heavenly Sword Sect, and within a few days, he would be kicked out. He would definitely be laughed at.
"Xiao Qin, what should we do?"
"What can we do? Get ready to cook." Xiao Man threw his bag into a corner, put on an apron, and began to select ingredients.
The ingredients in the small kitchen were much more refined than those in the main kitchen, but they were all ordinary ingredients, just of better quality. However, the rice they ate was top-grade spirit rice. Su Dan Novel Network.
"Wash the pot, rinse the rice, and start the fire to cook."
Liu Han quickly put down his bag and followed Xiao Man's instructions, washing the pot, rinsing the rice, and starting the fire to cook. Xiao Man, with swift hands, chopped the meat, cracked an egg into it, stirred it evenly, and set it aside.
The stewardess had been dozing nearby. She only opened her eyes when she smelled a faint fragrance, and by then Xiao Man had already put the porridge into a food basin and covered it, the aroma immediately concealed.
The stewardess looked at the two small dishes in the food box, one pickled vegetables and the other stewed cabbage. They looked rather meager, and she couldn't help but furrow her brow: "You're going to serve this to the Young Master?"
"Replying to the Stewardess, I heard that the Young Master has not eaten for many days and his stomach is empty. I feared he might not desire fish or meat, so I made plain porridge and appetizing side dishes."
The stewardess was about to remind Xiao Man that the Young Master liked meat and ate meat every meal, but considering Xiao Man was sent by the eldest son, she swallowed the reminder.
"Someone, take the food to the Young Master."
Immediately, a servant came in and carried away the food box. Liu Han nervously tugged at his clothes, looking at Xiao Man from time to time. The light in his eyes had dimmed. How noble was the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect? How could he eat such light and unassuming food? It seemed they were to be kicked out!
Thinking of this, Liu Han felt some resentment. If Xiao Man hadn't brought him to the small kitchen, he wouldn't be kicked out. But then he thought that Xiao Man thought coming to the small kitchen was a good thing and wanted to bring him along, which led to this result. In a moment, he was speechless. He picked up his bag and sat dejectedly outside the door, like a condemned prisoner awaiting judgment.
The stewardess had originally wanted to kick them out directly, but she was always cautious, otherwise, she wouldn't have become the stewardess of this small kitchen. Seeing Xiao Man leaning against the pillar, sleeping with a look of ease, she couldn't help but sneer. She was truly carefree, still having the mood to sleep at a time like this.
The servant who went to deliver the food did not return for a long time. The stewardess became a little worried and got up to check.
"Stewardess Zheng, Wang Wu has not returned. Could it be..." Another servant delivering food looked at the stewardess with worry. It was common for servants delivering food to the Young Master to get injured. He was worried that Wang Wu had offended the Young Master and met a bad end.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
After waiting for another half hour, Stewardess Zheng also became impatient and was about to go and see when she saw Wang Wu, the delivery servant, return with a very strange expression on his face.
"Why did you come back so late? Did the Young Master make things difficult for you?" Stewardess Zheng pulled Wang Wu and examined him carefully. Seeing that he was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"No."
"Was the Young Master satisfied with the food? How much did he eat?"
Wang Wu opened the food box and showed it to Stewardess Zheng: "The Young Master quite liked it and ate everything, leaving not a speck. He even praised our small kitchen for finally coming to its senses."
Stewardess Zheng's expression was very strange. Her gaze inadvertently landed on Xiao Man, who was leaning against the pillar and sleeping, and Liu Han, who was on the verge of tears of joy. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
"Arrange a room for these two. From now on, they will be responsible for the Young Master's meals."
"Yes, Stewardess Zheng."
Wang Wu stepped forward, shook Xiao Man awake, told them they could stay, and took the two to their accommodation. He then enthusiastically showed them around the small kitchen and informed Xiao Man of the locations of various ingredients.
By the time they were free, it was already evening, and Xiao Man and Liu Han were busy preparing dinner for Yue Ran.
The small kitchen was bustling in the evening. Xiao Man occupied a stove to cook for Yue Ran. The others were busy cooking, stir-frying, packing food boxes, and delivering. Yet, Xiao Man worked methodically. It wasn't until the moon rose above the willows that he finished Yue Ran's dinner.