2581: Shut Your Trap

Shut Your Trap

*Smack.* Mo Lian slammed his chopsticks onto the table and looked coldly at that Manager He.1

"What swaggering attitude." He sneered with curved lips.

Manager He cupped his hands. He was ready to go ahead regardless and did not fear getting into trouble. "These two customers, if you will!"

"Ha! How interesting!" Even Eunuch Chen was amused.

These people were truly not afraid of dying.

These people were so eager to provoke His Highness the Crown Prince!

Qiao Mu couldn't care less about these people. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

The food tasted okay, but there was still a ways to go compared to her own private kitchen. Thus, it wasn't that delicious yet was several times more expensive than the normal restaurants outside.

The price was most likely due to the mentality of the rich.

In the eyes of those dumb and rich people, the higher the price was the tastier the food was.

Who knew that the taste was just so-so.

Qiao Mu was greatly disappointed. She directly threw her chopsticks aside and didn't eat anymore.

She had merely taken several bites from this table full of food. Her eyes suddenly flickered, and she beckoned toward the waiters standing to the side. "Come, come, pack them all up into takeout boxes for me."

It was not too good to waste so much food. She heard that many refugees had been settled on the Westside of Huanlang. She'd just have this food delivered there.

For some reason, the waiters actually listened and started packing up the food.

Their actions made Master He glower in displeasure. Exactly who was the master and who was the servant? He had said to chase these two people out, but no one had dared to move. Yet now, they were listening to that little stoic's instructions!

It was simply d*mn aggravating!

On the other hand, Qiao Mu was pleased with these waiters quick actions. She nodded and said, "Pad the bottom of the crate with two cotton cloths. Don't let it cool down!"

"Yes." The waiters quickly fetched the crate and the cotton cloth. They packed all the food up.

Qiao Mu spoke to the empty space behind her. "Huifeng."

"Ay, Crown Prince Consort. What instructions do you have for me." Huifeng flashed beside the couple with a grin.

"Deliver this food to the Westside's Huanlang District. Distribute it to the elderly, infirm, women, and children."

Manager He's nostrils flared in anger. He was a living person standing there, yet no one was listening to him?

"What are you all doing? You want to rebel?" Manager He furiously launched a tirade at those waiters. "If you don't want to work here anymore, you can all get lost! You're not listening to me but to two outsiders! All of you stop right now!"

The waiters all looked at each other. For a moment, they were all as silent as cicadas in winter.

They truly did not want to offend those two customers who were emanating a noble air. It was obvious from their identities as ordinary waiters that they could not afford to offend these two people.

They were working to earn money, not to risk their lives.

"Shut your trap!" The young crown prince consort suddenly flared up. She smacked the table and reprimanded, "Buzzing nonstop like a fly. Slap his mouth!"

Eunuch Chen had long been fuming from anger. When he heard the crown prince consort's orders now, he promptly rolled up his sleeves and gave Manager He's face a big slap. "How dare a measly manager casually order about the crown prince and the crown prince consort. You are simply seeking death!"

Mu Rouyun, who had been feeling complacent, froze at once.

The crown prince?

pqdm.com