Chapter 143： Young Master Murong, if you have something to say, hurry up and let go of your fart

alas~

Yan Xing sighed again in his heart. It's all his fault that his eyes grew on his butt, and he followed such a foodie!

"Mr. Murong, if you have something to say, let's go!" Han Yingxue urged.

She is in a hurry to go home!

"Cough cough..." Murong Qing coughed and choked.

A handsome man is useless? no reason...

Yan Xing on the side had already started to twitch. However, there was a cold look on his face, the cold look he should have as the number one guard in the world.

It's the first time I've seen such a girl who doesn't give face to the master, hahahaha... I'm going to die of laughter.

"This..." Murong Qing coughed lightly, stood next to Han Yingxue, and asked with a smile, "Miss. I wonder if you would like to be a cook in my house, and I'll give you one hundred and two months' wages?"

Han Yingxue swallowed his saliva, this guy absolutely beats local tyrants.

But with such a high price, where can I find a good cook, so I have to come and find her?

Oh~ Even if you are a local tyrant, you don’t need to waste money like this, right?

Murong Qing saw that Han Yingxue did not speak, and thought she was unwilling, and her heart tightened. He continued to ask, "Girl, do you think I'll increase your wages to two hundred taels?"

Han Yingxue continued to swallow saliva in her stomach, she was sure that this guy came to her on purpose to show off his wealth!

"Master, if nothing happens, I'll leave!" Han Yingxue got up and wanted to leave.

How to listen, how to feel unreliable.

Looking at Murong Qing, he also knew that he must be someone with status. Need one of his masters to recruit servants in the kitchen?

"Don't. Miss Xue'er!" Murong Qing grabbed Han Yingxue's clothes, a little anxious.

"Young Master Murong, what exactly are you looking for me for?" Han Yingxue asked with some displeasure.

"Miss Xueer, I really want you to be a cook in my house. Well, you can pay for it yourself, I can accept it!" Murong Qing said sincerely.

For the first time, he was begging for someone.

Han Yingxue stared at Murong Qing.

His eyes were clear, mixed with a little emotion, proving that what he said was true.

Han Yingxue was a little surprised, it was the first time he had met such a strange rich man.

"Then you dare to ask where Murong Gongzi's house is?"

If you are in the town, you are a cook wherever you go, and you can earn such high wages, it is really worthless.

"Kyoto, Yangcheng!" Murong Qing answered truthfully.

Actually, Yangcheng, Kyoto, is only a hundred miles away from Qingshui Town, but if you go to Kyoto to be a cook, it will be impossible to go back and forth every day.

Han Yingxue shook his head and said, "I'm sorry. No way!"

Hearing Han Yingxue's refusal, Murong Qing only felt that his heart was empty and a little lost.

"Girl, maybe tell me, why not?" Murong Qing asked a little reluctantly.

"Haha, I haven't heard of Mr. Murong, his parents are here, so he's not traveling far?" Han Yingxue asked with a smile, with a pair of peach eyes, he smiled, so he couldn't see it.

My parents are here, so I don’t travel far.

Murong Qing recited a sentence in his heart.

This sentence was said in the book of sages, but...the words came out of the mouth of a village girl in the countryside, which shocked him a little.

Did this little girl read a book?

Han Yingxue added: "Mr. Murong, I have a mother in confinement at home, and four younger siblings who need me to take care of me. As the eldest sister, I really can't go away. I love you so much. In fact, so much money can go anywhere. Better cooks can be found."