"Sister Ling'er, what are you doing?" When Wu Ling'er came in carefully carrying two bowls of ginseng soup, Wu Cui'er was so shocked that the towel in her hand fell to the ground without even realizing it.

Soon, a familiar and rich fragrance made her know that what Wu Ling came to bring was the real ginseng soup this time. What was going on? But Wu Cuier, who just thought of this problem, was immediately covered by great happiness, because it meant that Han Zhongwei could drink authentic ginseng soup!

"Three Madam, this is for you." Wu Ling'er brought a bowl of ginseng soup and sent it to Wu Cui'er respectfully.

Wu Cui'er was not used to such treatment at all, and she was a little at a loss: "Sister Ling'er, let's give Wei'er a drink."

"The third young master already has one. If you don't drink it, I can't make it today. Besides, if you drink too much, you will get angry. You don't want the third young master to increase the fire, right?" Wu Ling'er looked at Han Zhongwei, turned around and said to Wu Cui'er.

For Wu Cui'er, there may be only one reason for her to live now, that is, Han Zhongwei. After hearing what Wu Ling'er said, she quickly drank ginseng soup. After all, she didn't want Han Zhongwei to get angry because of drinking too much.

If Wu Cui'er was already very surprised to be able to drink authentic ginseng soup, then the Dongpo pork that Wu Ling'er sent next surprised her. She had eaten only a few times in her life. She was better when she was with the lady before, and she could eat meat during festivals. Since she gave birth to Han Zhongwei and became the third lady of the famous and unscrupulous practice, she has almost never tasted what meat tasted.

"Mom, try this Dongpo pork, it is tender, tender, soft, oily but not greasy." Han Zhongwei had already honestly and unceremoniously picked up a piece and took a bite. At the same time, he also took a portion for Wu Cui'er. The Dongpo pork piece is the size of a palm and is served separately with a porcelain cup.

"Wei'er, eat more." Wu Cui'er said heartbrokenly when she saw Han Zhongwei swallowing her voraciously. Since childhood, Han Zhongwei only had the chance to eat meat a few times during the New Year and the old lady's birthday party. But this time she guessed wrong. Although Han Zhongwei in his previous life was not a big shot, and he had no room or car, at least he had no worries about food and drink. Unlike now, let alone meat, he was pitifully less oil and water. Now when he touched meat, he certainly had a big appetite.

"Mom, you should eat more, anyway, if it's not enough, Sister Ling'er, right?" Han Zhongwei stared at Wu Ling'er and said with a smile.

"Yes, there are, and there are many more." Wu Ling'er lit her head like a chicken pecking at rice. She now increasingly felt that the third young master was simply not a human being, completely like a devil.

I thought that even if I had lost my relationship after today, Han Zhongwei told her privately that if he dared to cut off his ginseng soup or meat, he could create a bowl of the original ginseng soup to accuse her at any time. Since Wu Ling'er made a mistake first, she would not dare to disobey Han Zhongwei's wishes, and perhaps from the moment Han Zhongwei traveled through time, Wu Ling'er could not have turned the sky out of Han Zhongwei's hands.

When Wu Cui'er saw Wu Ling'er, who was usually sarcastic and obedient at this moment, she immediately went to the kitchen to get another bowl of Dongpo pork. She couldn't react at all. She just opened her mouth and looked at Han Zhongwei's eating meat with big mouthfuls, forgetting that she still had something in her mouth...

What happened today? Everything completely overturned her original concept. At first, she thought Wei'er had obtained her due status, but after she tasted a bit of ginseng soup, she realized that this was not the case at all. And she just walked away for a while and things turned over. Could it be that she was dazzled?

"Eat and drink enough, if there is a cup of fragrant tea, it would be great." Han Zhongwei touched his slightly supported belly and said. Today he did eat too much meat, and there is a bowl of Dongpo pork. He ate three pieces in a row before he could get enough. Now his stomach is a little blocked, and it would be best if there is a cup of tea to promote digestion.

"I deserve to die, the tea will come soon." Wu Ling'er quickly packed up the dishes and hurriedly retreated.

Wu Cui'er looked at Wu Ling'er's departure again. Is this still the sister Ling'er whom she has known for more than ten years? She will only be so respectful in front of the young lady and the official. She always looks domineering in front of her. Unexpectedly, today... Wu Cui'er is now completely confused about the situation.

"Wei'er, what happened?" Wu Cui'er finally woke up and asked Han Zhongwei.

"Mom, don't worry, everything will be fine." Han Zhongwei comforted with a smile. For Wu Cui'er, the less she knew, the more she felt at ease.

Although Wu Cui'er didn't know what happened, she could be sure of one thing now, that is, her Wei'er could eat whatever she wanted in the future. As long as it was found in the Han Mansion, Wu Ling'er, the big maid who controls the kitchen, would not dare to treat him badly!

Wu Cui'er was happy, but Wu Ling'er was so angry that she couldn't send it out to Wu Cui'er and Han Zhongwei, and she didn't dare to send it out.

"Make two cups of tea right away." Wu Ling'er said to Qiu Ju, the maid who was working there.

"Sister Ling'er, who are you making this for?" Qiuju hurried over and asked. Tea brewing must be divided into grades. Not only are there good or bad tea leaves, but even tea bowls can be divided into top and bottom.

"Three Young Master!" Wu Ling'er said angrily.

"Three...Three Young Master? Sister Ling'er, are you right?" Qiu Ju was not used to the title of "Three Young Master". She didn't even think about whether there was such a person in the mansion. However, after being stunned, she immediately thought of who it was. She immediately took a tea cup and grabbed some tea powder and put it in it.

"Use Longjing! Change to Longquan tea bowl!" Wu Ling'er hurriedly said when she saw that Qiu Ju, the little girl, actually used the most tea leaves and tea sets.

"Sister Ling'er, this is the only one for the master's wife..." Qiu Ju thought Wu Ling'er was wrong and hurriedly reminded.

"I know, the third young master will follow this procedure in the future." Wu Ling'er interrupted her.

Qiu Ju was secretly talking, why did Wu Ling'er help the third young master? Although she was confused, she didn't dare to mention it. She just took out two Longquan tea bowls quickly, put the best Longjing tea, and poured the boiled water in.

Han Zhongwei didn't like drinking tea in his previous life, and he basically couldn't tell the quality of tea, but now when he saw the tea bowl that Wu Ling'er brought, he knew it was not an ordinary product. The body was white, the glaze was patternless, the glaze was transparent, the glaze surface was soft, and it had a jade texture. He took it to his hand and gently picked up the lid of the bowl, and a fragrance came to his face.

"Good tea, good tea." Han Zhongwei gently pushed away the floating tea leaves and took a sip, feeling the fragrance in his mouth.

"If the third young master likes it, I will let Qiuju prepare it for you at any time in the future." Wu Ling'er said.

From the next day, Wu Ling'er never dared to appear in front of Han Zhongwei again, but she did not dare to neglect Han Zhongwei's treatment at all. Everything had to be done according to Han Zhongwei's requirements. Unless it was really impossible for him to ask, for example, no one could hear about the peppers now, and no one could take them out. But even so, Wu Ling'er had to carefully explain the reason to Han Zhongwei afterwards...

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Life was nourishing, but Han Zhongwei's troubles followed one after another. Solving the problem of food and clothing was only the most basic way of life. As a modern person, in addition to material needs, he also had to satisfy himself. However, in this era, there was no TV, newspapers, and no Internet, so it was not so easy to pass the boring time.

The first time Han Zhongwei felt that time was passing so slowly, and he had begged Wu Cui'er to give him a few books to relieve his boredom, but Wu Cui'er was so happy that he was overwhelmed. But in the end, Wu Cui'er told him: No. The books in the study must be taken out with the permission of the master Han Tuozhou.

There was no choice but to find Wu Ling'er, but this time Wu Ling'er's head was shaking like a rattle, and she could satisfy any request, but she couldn't give it to Han Zhongwei. Don't tell me, even if it was a piece of paper, Wu Ling'er would not dare to give it to Han Zhongwei, even if Han Zhongwei threatened her with the ginseng soup.

Han Zhongwei did not expect that people in this era would be so pious about books. If they were tortured, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing them. Han Zhongwei once read an article online that said that if people in ancient times found a piece of paper with words written, ordinary people would even offer them with incense and candles. At that time, they thought it was exaggerated, but they didn't expect that they had seen it now.

It seems that if you want to read a book, you have to find a powerful figure in your family. But I haven’t shown any more than half of my own benefits. I just heard Wu Cui'er say that he worked in the palace and it was very hard. After he came back, he had to pay tribute to the old lady. There were two other ladies to deal with. Even Wu Cui'er rarely saw him, let alone this third young master who was not very popular?
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