12: Section 12

“Replying to Madam, I learned this candied sweet potato dish from my father when I was young. If Madam wishes to eat it, I can make it at any time.”

“No, eating too much will make me fat.”

“Raise your head.”

Hearing this, Su Mo couldn’t help but raise his head.

The next second.

Their eyes met.

Su Mo saw a fair, jade-like, dazzlingly beautiful face.

Her brows and eyes were like spring mountains with distant peaks, and her gaze was full of spirit.

In a daze, Su Mo seemed to see a divine Fairy, full of nobility.

However, Huang Qingwan’s eyes were covered with a layer of mist, looking at that familiar face, wanting to examine it closely, but it was always blurry and unclear.

To prevent her emotions from being discovered, Huang Qingwan forcefully suppressed her reluctance.

“Steward Su… Steward Su, I’m fine now, you can go first.”

“Yes, Madam.”

Immediately.

Su Mo turned and left quickly.

Huang Qingwan’s aura was too overwhelming.

It was completely unlike what he had seen in the simulation.

The difference between the simulation and reality was as vast as between “The Story of Leifeng Pagoda” and “Nezha 2”.

He had thought Chun Zhu was not bad before.

But everything suffers from comparison.

The real Huang Qingwan was simply like a Deity descended to the Mortal world.

He had seen Second Miss before; she was just a lively and charming young girl.

But compared to her mother, it was like heaven and earth.

One was a divine Fairy, the other was a Mortal body.

Even comparing them was an insult to Huang Qingwan.

Standing in the courtyard.

Su Mo composed himself and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Chun Zhu walked over, her face flushed.

She seemed a bit hesitant to look at Su Mo.

“Steward Su.”

“Madam appreciates you very much.”

“She said that as long as you work hard, further advancement in the future will not be a problem.”

“And she instructed Butler Guo.”

“To increase your monthly allowance by two taels of silver.”

“Now, your monthly allowance is even higher than mine.”

As she spoke, Chun Zhu showed an envious expression, while also calculating Su Mo’s earning potential in her mind.

If he could keep it up.

Then she might…

Su Mo didn’t notice the young girl’s thoughts.

Hearing about the two taels of silver increase per month, Su Mo immediately calculated in his mind.

The original monthly allowance for the steward of meals was one tael and three mace of silver per month; after the increase of two taels, it would be three taels and three mace per month.

That’s thirty-nine taels and six mace of silver a year.

Plus some usual rewards, it would be at least forty taels of silver!

Forty taels, wow.

The productivity in this world was low; converted to purchasing power on Earth, it would be equivalent to four hundred thousand RMB!

An annual salary of four hundred thousand.

He didn’t even earn that much on Earth!

And he usually ate for free in the kitchen, so there was no place to spend money at all.

Saving for a few years, he could even buy a small courtyard outside the mansion.

“Sister Chun Zhu, thank you!”

“When I get my monthly allowance, I’ll treat you to candied hawthorn.”

Chun Zhu teased him upon seeing this.

“Just one skewer of candied hawthorn?”

“With such a high monthly allowance, you won’t even treat me to something better.”

Although Madam Huang’s real appearance had greatly shocked Su Mo, his feelings for Chun Zhu not only did not diminish but increased.

Those top beauties were like flowers in a mirror or the moon in the water to him, unreachable.

A slightly plump beauty like Chun Zhu was more practical.

“Alright, when I get paid at the end of the month, I’ll take you to the Immortal Gathering Restaurant for a feast!”

“Then, it’s a deal!”

After speaking, Chun Zhu shyly left the place.

Su Mo also left the backyard in a pleasant mood.

Upon returning to the kitchen, everyone was gathered together, whispering excitedly, their faces showing enthusiasm, clearly engrossed in their conversation.

At the center of the crowd was Liu Master, his fat face with small, bean-like eyes darting around, looking like a gossiping fat rat.

“If you ask me, the best-looking and most useful one is Chun Zhu. Shaoyao can’t compare at all. Her figure is so thin and dry; if she were in bed, I’d be afraid of breaking her ribs…”

“…”

Listening to the crude jokes from the crowd, Su Mo coughed.

“Are you all just idle?”

“Why aren’t you getting back to work!”

Hearing Su Mo’s voice, everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts, returning to their respective posts.

Everyone was somewhat surprised to see Su Mo return safely from Madam Huang’s place.

They had thought Su Mo would be punished by Madam Huang for the candied sweet potato incident.

But looking at him now.

Not only was he not punished, but he might have even gained some benefits.

Liu Master was the most disappointed among them.

He had been eyeing the position of steward of meals for over half a year, but that pedantic Butler Guo had given it to Su Mo, this newcomer, this little brat!

What was he inferior to him in!

As for Su Mo.

Looking at Liu Master.

He found him increasingly annoying.

One of the Eight Sufferings of Buddhism, the suffering of meeting those one hates, must be like this.

He wondered when he would finally quiet down.

…

“No, why isn’t he here, why isn’t he here.”

“Su Donglai, the Prefect of Hangzhou, never had a son named Su Mo?”

By the West Lake.

Two beautiful figures, one green and one white, stood there, surrounded by a misty aura, making it difficult for ordinary Mortals to see them clearly.

Slender weeping willows brushed against Bai Suzhen’s shoulder.

Her exquisite face was filled with bitterness.

“How could he not be here?”

“How can he not be here?”

Seeing her elder sister like this, Xiao Qing became even more certain that her sister must have suffered Qi Deviation, actually fantasizing about a man out of thin air.

According to her, she and her sister had even served this man for three years.

How was that possible?

Who was she?

How could she obey a man’s words?

And do such shameless things!

“Sister, stop thinking about it. That man named Su Mo doesn’t exist at all; he’s just a figment of your imagination.”

“Now, finding Xu Xian is the right path.”

“Imaginary?”

Bai Suzhen shook her head.

Her serene face was filled with unwillingness.

“Xiao Qing, this is absolutely not fake.”

“Every single day and night, it’s all etched deeply into my heart.”

“It’s okay if you’ve forgotten, but I haven’t.”

“Su Lang must be waiting for me somewhere now.”

“And this, this is the evidence!”

With that, Bai Suzhen lifted the sleeve on her wrist.

Her wrist, originally delicate as congealed fat, now bore a Arhat tattoo. The Arhat’s golden paint was mottled, his left hand holding a chipped purple-gold alms bowl, and his right hand forming half of the Immovable Wisdom King mudra.

Bai Suzhen then lifted the sleeve on Xiao Qing’s wrist.

The same Arhat tattoo also appeared on her body.

“This!”

Xiao Qing’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

When did such a tattoo appear on her body?

However, Xiao Qing immediately thought that this might be related to Bai Suzhen.

“Sister, honestly, did you secretly tattoo this on me!”

Bai Suzhen sighed softly.

“Xiao Qing, how could I have such free time?”

“Try moving your Divine Thought closer to the golden Buddha.”

Xiao Qing heard her, half-believing and half-doubting.

Then she cautiously moved her Divine Thought closer to the Arhat tattoo on her wrist.