The person who uses the fire tool only needs to perform mechanical actions that require little effort. At least for Linlang at the moment, it is effortless.

It was rare for her to get such a simple job, and she was still a little unaccustomed to being a social worker.

Feng Shu, who initially wanted to torture her and make her suffer, fell silent when he saw her happily making fire while humming a song.

Linlang's memory is much stronger now.

So I usually hide the pamphlet in my sleeve, swallow it whole when no one is around, read ten lines at a glance, and then slowly reflect on it.

Her progress may not be fast, but she is pushing the bottleneck little by little in this way.

"Linlang! Peel the skin off this yam!"

With a thud, a pile of yams still covered with soil was thrown in front of her, and the flying soil crumbs almost hit her face.

It is commonplace in the palace to try to flatter someone who is superior and flatter someone who is inferior.

In the past, when she was in Shoukang Palace, she was highly valued by the Queen Mother, so naturally no one dared to manipulate her, but now that she has been arranged to set fire to her here, some brave people want to step on her.

"I'm only responsible for lighting the fire, it's not my job." Linlang kicked him further away and said no directly.

"What do you mean? This is a snack for the emperor!" The palace maid immediately took off her collar, pointed at her with one hand on her hips, and started scolding her.

"If you waste time and the emperor blames you, how many heads can you chop off?!"

If this was used to frighten other ignorant newbies who had just come in, it might actually work. But it was not enough to trick her.

"I only have one, and you only have one." The girl threw away the stick of firewood in her hand, patted her dress and stood up.

She was born with willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, pure and gentle, and there was a small pear dimple on the side of her smile, but the words she said made people shudder.

"I just don't know if it really delays the time, will the Emperor kill you who are responsible for doing the work, or me who is responsible for lighting the fire?"

Several people trembled, and they all saw the strong malice surging in her eyes, much like the madness of a desperado in prison.

"No, forget it if you don't want to! As lazy as you are... you can only be a hottie for the rest of your life." The palace maid stuttered to maintain her dignity.

At the same time, I also regretted in my heart, why did I mess with such a crazy little girl? I almost lost my face!

Linlang didn't take her words to heart, which were not really harmful, and just continued to enter her own thinking mode.

But the children will complain to their parents.

There were no parents in the palace, so he complained to the superiors.

"Linlang!"

Feng Shu came in with a gloomy face.

A shout directly pierced the bubble of inspiration that had just floated in Linlang's mind.

"What's the matter!" She almost couldn't suppress her anger.

"What's your attitude?!" The other party threw a cloth bag in front of her and said coldly.

"Who told you that the fire girl only has to light the fire? Peel all these walnuts! I'm going to make walnut cake for the emperor this afternoon!"

"Where are the tools?" Linlang twitched the corner of her mouth.

Look at the size of a plate of cakes, it’s obviously like eating a tree!

Don't be too obvious about making things difficult.

"Tools? What tools do you need?" Feng Shu sneered, "If you can't even endure this little pain, how can you be qualified to serve the emperor? It's more practical to go back and lie down and dream!"

A circle of palace people gathered around him, all of them sympathizing with the play and gloating about his misfortune.
Chapter completed!