Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1375 - 200, Discovery (First Update)_2

At last, she got to the point!

Lady Jiang leaned forward, her eyes fixed tightly on Tao Hua.

But this time, Tao Hua was stubbornly silent again, a plump, chubby hand tapping away on the table, clearly signaling her desire for a silver note.

Cursing silently, Lady Jiang drew a hundred taels silver note from her sleeve and pushed it across. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Having pocketed the silver note, Tao Hua smiled and said, "Sister, rest easy. It’s just the Prince, right? That’s easy! I think my great-niece is most suitable for the Second Prince. The Second Prince is noble in character and gentle in temperament..."

Cough, cough. Lady Jiang suddenly began to cough.

Understanding the hint, Tao Hua’s eyes darted and she immediately corrected herself, "But, the Second Prince is still not as suitable as the Third Prince. The Third Prince is noble in character and gentle in temperament..."

This time, Lady Jiang’s face showed approval, and knowing she had guessed Lady Jiang’s thoughts, Tao Hua went on to list a multitude of the Third Prince’s virtues.

The maid serving at her side couldn’t help but lower her eyelids in amusement. It’s true what they say, a matchmaker’s mouth and an actor’s legs; this matchmaker really knew how to talk, capable of speaking as if she had seen the Third Prince with her own eyes.

"...Ah, the Third Prince is indeed very good, but there are countless noble ladies who wish to enter the Prince’s Mansion," Tao Hua sighed with feigned difficulty, successfully piquing Lady Jiang’s curiosity.

"Someone else has approached you for matchmaking? Who?" After asking, Lady Jiang couldn’t help speculation: "Is it that Du Meijiao from the Wu family?"

"Exactly!" Tao Hua’s thoughts were racing as she observed Lady Jiang’s indignant expression, her mind becoming even clearer: "But in my opinion, that Miss Wu surely won’t succeed. You look at her, her appearance, tsk tsk, how could she compare to our great-niece? With our great-niece’s figure, her talent, and not to mention she’s a lady who learned embroidery at the Red Smoke Pavilion. Forget about the Wu family, even the Prime Minister Su’s Miss Su and Miss Yao from the Grand Scholar Yao’s House can’t compare to her!"

People, after all, love to hear compliments, especially mothers who are even more delighted when others praise their children. Fooled by Tao Hua’s flattery, Lady Jiang immediately became so pleased she could hardly contain herself.

However, the maid by her side couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Right, had this matchmaker met their young mistress? Wasn’t this her first time visiting them? Could she have seen her at the embroidery contest that day?

Hmm, it was possible she had seen her then!

"It’s true, how could Wu Hanyu compare to our Yaoyao. Sister, you must make sure to secure this marriage for Yaoyao. Our family has no highly-placed friends in the government; we rely on you to make the connections for us!"

This time, Lady Jiang sincerely grasped Tao Hua’s hand, no longer minding her dirty and plump hand.

Yet Tao Hua nodded happily, her heart blossoming with joy. Lady Jiang really hadn’t seen the Prince, aha, heaven was truly helping her!

After further strengthening her relationship with Tao Hua, Lady Jiang personally saw her off, leaving her own courtyard and having the maid see her out. She returned to her room, satisfied, and upon seeing the disarray of pastries on the table, Lady Jiang furrowed her brows and went to sit down on the side.

Although the Chen family participated in the Imperial Merchant competition and it was overseen by the Third Prince, the women had no chance to enter the palace and witness the Prince’s majesty. Therefore, during the last contest, it was only Chen Haigang who took Chen Ruochu to the palace.

Lady Jiang, planning to marry Chen Leyao to the Third Prince, naturally kept it secret from Chen Haigang and his son. She wasn’t worried that it wouldn’t work out, but feared that Chen Ruochu would interfere if he found out.

"Who says I need Lin Yuan as a stepping stone to cling to the great tree of the Third Prince? Humph, Lin Yuan, I’m just waiting for you to kneel in front of my daughter and respectfully call her the Prince’s Consort. And that cheap woman, Lady Du, she even dares to fantasize about clinging to the Third Prince! Shameless!"

Viciously spitting, Lady Jiang sneered, "Failed with the Second Prince, and now onto the Third Prince! Do they think the Princes are like their family’s fabric? To dye if they wish, to discard if they wish? Hmph, what brazen and shameless sluts!"

After dealing with affairs in the Capital city, the Lin family prepared to return to Zhuma Town.

Back in the first month when they came to the Capital, it was still bitterly cold, and Xiao Yongyan had just learned to walk. Now, in just a few months, half a year had passed, the weather had warmed, and Xiao Yongyan could run.

In addition to Lin Yuan’s family, Ding Ming and Ding Liang brothers were also returning home, after nearly half a year away, they too longed for home.