After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

Chapter 59 1. Talking nonsense in a serious manner 8 times

Well, they can't wait until Qi Yan reaches the Void Refinement stage before making another trip, can they?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"That's all we have to do."

Plans can't keep up with changes. As soon as Yun Zhao returned to the Song residence, Steward Fu informed her that she no longer needed to deliver meals to Song Qingyang.

"Second Master has been released from prison. Xiao Yun, you've had a hard time these past few days. From now on, you can continue doing what you were doing before."

Naturally, the extra one hundred spirit stones promised would not be given to Yun Zhao.

“Ahem,” Manager Fu said seriously, “We agreed that you would get extra pay every month, but since you haven’t worked a full month, let’s just forget about it.”

"Xiaoyun, you know I have elderly parents to support and young children to raise. It's not easy to make a living."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhao showed a regretful expression.

Despite her regret, she obediently returned to her stove without arguing with Steward Fu.

Manager Fu felt a rare pang of conscience, but how could his conscience compare to the importance of spirit stones? He instantly cast aside the last bit of conscience he had left.

Sun Niang, who was at the next stove, sighed softly, "Manager Fu is good in every way, except he's too stingy. Logically speaking, you've done him a great favor, and he should thank you properly, but he won't even give you a single spirit stone."

Yun Zhao chuckled sheepishly, "It's alright, Aunt Sun. I didn't do anything except deliver meals to Second Master those days. I was quite relaxed. Steward Fu has a family to support, so if he doesn't want to give me any, he doesn't have to."

Sun Niang said helplessly, "Only a silly girl like you would believe that."

Those in charge get high monthly salaries and extra income, so they live a very comfortable life.

Yun Zhao smiled at her but didn't say anything. She slowly squatted down to start a fire, her eyes meeting Bai Lingxiao and Xiaotong's.

With just one look from her, the two of them knew that the matter had been accomplished.

Lunch had already been prepared and delivered to the masters of each courtyard. Steward Fu was instructing people to prepare dinner, as Song Qinghua was going to host a banquet for the masters of all the families in Demon-Slaying City that evening.

The kitchen was bustling with activity when suddenly someone appeared at the door.

Upon closer inspection, Steward Fu recognized him as Song Qingyang's personal attendant.

He hurried over and asked, "Brother Mu Li, what brings you here? Is there something Second Master needs to tell you?"

Mu Li raised his head and said arrogantly, "Manager Fu, do you have a cook here named Xiao Yun?"

Manager Fu, thinking something was wrong, quickly whispered, "Yes, that girl Xiaoyun is an honest person. If she offended you, sir, I apologize on her behalf. Please don't hold it against her..."

He was a manager, and the servants in the mansion gave him some respect.

Of course, if he offended his master, he wouldn't plead for Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao, who was tending the fire, glanced at Steward Fu without realizing it, then quickly lowered his head again.

"What do you mean by offending or not offending her?" Mu Li waved her hand. "It was my second master who sent me to find her because the person delivering the food wasn't Xiaoyun."

He was used to being arrogant around Second Master, and when Second Master told him to keep a low profile, he didn't change his ways immediately.

Hearing him say that, and with such a good attitude, Manager Fu breathed a sigh of relief. "Young man, please wait a moment, I'll go find Xiaoyun."

Manager Fu was a kind-hearted and plump man, but he was quite agile. He ran to the stove where Yun Zhao was in a flash.

"Xiaoyun, Second Master wants to see you. Come with me quickly."

Yun Zhao blinked, puzzled, and asked, "Manager, didn't I stop delivering meals to Second Master?"

“It’s not about delivering food,” Steward Fu patiently explained to her, “It’s about Second Master needing to speak with you.”

In other words, Yun Zhao might have gained the favor of the Second Master. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't bother explaining so much.

Yun Zhao shook his head. "Don't joke with me. What does Second Master need me for? I still need to tend the fire. You should go and rest over there."

Manager Fu slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Oh my little darling, stop fooling around and come with me right now!"

He realized that Yun Zhao was deliberately retaliating against him, resenting him for not paying her for the trouble of bringing her food.

Yun Zhao put on a show of politeness, and only after Steward Fu promised her two hundred spirit stones did she go with Steward Fu to see Mu Li.

Mu Li quickly glanced at her, then turned around and said, "Come with me."

Yun Zhao obediently followed behind him to Song Qingyang's courtyard. Song Qingyang was leisurely walking his bird in the courtyard. When he saw Yun Zhao arrive, he hurriedly invited Yun Zhao to come and see his black jade parrot.

"Look at the parrot I keep, isn't it beautiful?"

Song Qingyang looked smug.

Yun Zhao praised the parrot so much that Song Qingyang couldn't suppress his smile.

"You little rascal, you know how to talk. Mu Li, bring out what I prepared."

Mu Li agreed and took a box out of her storage bag.

Yun Zhao asked, "Second Master, what is this...?"

Song Qingyang gestured for her to open the box, and Yun Zhao did as she was told. When she opened it, it almost blinded her!

It was filled to the brim with spirit stones, all of them high-grade spirit stones.

The spirit stone is naturally radiant, and when the sunlight shines on it, it becomes even brighter and more beautiful.

Yun Zhao was calm inside, but on the surface he looked like he had never seen the world before, his eyes filled with the shape of spirit stones.

"Like it?"

Yun Zhao nodded, "I like it!"

Song Qingyang waved his hand dismissively, "They're all yours."

Yun Zhao was taken aback. "Second Master, I... I've only brought you meals a few times. I can't accept such a grand gift..."

Song Qingyang waved his hand and said arrogantly, "I have money, I'm happy to give it to you. Besides, you made so many delicious dishes that I've never eaten before, this is a thank you gift."

“By the way, Xiaoyun,” Song Qingyang said, his mouth watering at the mention of food, “the lunch the kitchen sent was practically inedible. I have a small kitchen in my yard, could you go and cook a few dishes for me?”

Yun Zhao: "..."

This is awkward, because she... can't cook.

Knowing that she would be exposed if she continued to pretend, Yun Zhao simply said, with a wry smile, "Second Master, have you forgotten? I can't cook."

"what?"

This time, Song Qingyang was dumbfounded. "Then what about before..."

"I described it to the chef in the kitchen, and he made it."

Yun Zhao answered honestly.

"That's not right. Why are you telling me that you cooked all the meals yourself?"

Song Qingyang hated it most when people lied to him or deceived him. Seeing Yun Zhao's reaction, his face darkened.

Yun Zhao looked completely innocent. "Second Master, you must be mistaken. I clearly told you this from the beginning."

"You also said it's okay if you can't cook, as long as you can eat."

Yun Zhao continued to spout nonsense without batting an eye, showing no remorse whatsoever in the face of Song Qingyang's questioning.

Her expression was calm, and Song Qingyang couldn't help but wonder if he had misremembered.

“Alas,” Yun Zhao sighed, “It was my fault. How could Second Master have misremembered? Please forgive me, Second Master. I will leave now to avoid upsetting you.”

Her move was a strategic retreat, and Song Qingyang quickly said, "Hey, hey, Xiaoyun, I misremembered. I'm not good at saving face, I admit my mistake."

"It's okay if you can't cook. I'll find someone who can. You just tell me what to do, and the chef will take care of the rest."

Song Qingyang was incredibly efficient; he found a cook in no time.

What can Yun Zhao do?

Of course, it was her dictation of the chef's cooking that made Song Qingyang's mouth water.