The Food Guide of a Little Lucky Girl (Part 2)

259 Beautiful And Kind

"My goodness, this is fifty thousand taels. You can just throw it away like that? It's not a small amount!"

　　"That's right."

　　"This girl is amazing. Not only is she very capable, but she is also very kind-hearted!"

　　"Whoever marries her will be blessed. I heard Miss Song is still unmarried!"

　　"She is so capable, who knows, she might even be arranged to marry someone when she appears before His Majesty!"

　　Song Yue's action completely shocked everyone. Many people praised her for being beautiful and kind-hearted. Even more people wanted to marry her, saying that she didn't look like a girl from a farm family at all. Instead, she was better than some ladies from wealthy families.

　　She is really good at both housework and making money. Who wouldn't want her?

　　However, everyone also understood that a person as capable as her would not be someone that an ordinary family could marry into. First, she had a good skill, and second, she had earned a lot of money. So what kind of man could catch her eye?

　　Therefore, everyone only dared to think about her secretly but did not dare to disturb her rashly.

　　After Song Yue finished the first competition, she felt much more relaxed. She felt that it was not as difficult as she had imagined. For a moment, she felt a little lost.

　　But when I thought about being able to go home after the competition, I felt happy again.

　　An Jin was the happiest. He ran around every day and devoted himself to the business. He was never at home, but the amount of money he earned was getting bigger and bigger, and the money was rustling.

　　The servants in the house were also happy. Their master won the competition and their business was booming. They also received many rewards, such as new clothes and big red envelopes.

　　Ma Yi and his men have also acquired a new batch of weapons and are practicing them every day.

　　Song Yue had nothing to do, so she went to the charity hall where she had donated the money. Xie Zhijie also went with her, and she only brought Dingxiang and Qingzhu with her to serve her.

　　Ma Wu and Ma Liu followed Xie Zhijie's secret guards and protected them in secret.

　　They traveled in a very low-key manner.

　　So much so that even though the protagonist that the common people in Beijing were talking about was passing by them, no one could recognize Song Yue. The venue on the day of the competition was limited, and not everyone could go there to watch the cooking competition live.

　　Ding Xiang listened to the gossip about her master, her eyes widening each time. She even came closer to show off to Qing Zhu, "Listen, listen quickly, my daughter is amazing, everyone in the capital praises her now!"

　　Qingzhu now admires Song Yue very much, and nodded in agreement, "Miss Song is really amazing!"

　　He also didn't expect that she would be willing to spend so much money on charity.

　　It is indeed kind-hearted.

　　Dingxiang was very satisfied with this. She squinted her eyes and smiled again and again. If she was not outside, she would have shaken her head and laughed. Now that she was accompanying the young lady out, she could only be more dignified so as not to embarrass her master.

　　Song Yue couldn't help laughing when she heard the silly noise of her maid behind her. She listened to everyone's comments on her and thought about her bad reputation in the village. In just one or two years, there was such a big difference.

　　It can be said that he has earned enough fame.
It turns out that it is better to have money. You can gain such a good reputation by spending some money on charity.

　　Xie Zhijie followed Song Yue and would smile when he heard others praising her, but his face would turn dark when he heard someone say they wanted to kiss her.

　　When I looked at Song Yue again, I felt a little resentful.

　　Song Yue felt his gaze, so she turned her head and looked up at him, a little confused, "What's wrong? Are you looking at me like that?"

　　Xie Zhijie was shy and naturally too embarrassed to admit that he was jealous. He could only turn his face away and say "nothing" with red ears.