Little Lord

Little Lords
/Spring Creek Flute
/First published on Jinjiang Literature City

Jiang Zhuozhuo spread out like a pancake, his eyes empty, and the smell of salted fish that could not be concealed from his whole body.

Not long ago, she was a naive and foolish college student, who stayed up all night playing games until dawn, only to find herself gone when she woke up.

The crispy college student never deceived me!
Here's the thing: she was dressed like a silly bird.

It really is a bird. It is an adult but has not yet developed any spiritual consciousness and can only chirp randomly.

Various races live on this vast and fertile land. Her race is said to be the Phoenix Clan. Theoretically, they can transform into humans after birth, and get their own territory from the Queen Mother and govern it independently.

If she governs well, she will have a chance to compete for the position of queen in the future.

Jiang Zhuozhuo carefully studied the history of their bird tribe and found that the phoenix had a very long lifespan.

Not to mention that she has many older sisters waiting in line to become queen. Even if it really is her turn, it would be a thousand or eight hundred years later.

The farthest she could think of was which cafeteria to go to for dinner after class. It was a bit difficult for her to think about things in the future for so long.

A copy of the Nine Phoenixes Fighting for Succession?

Cross out, cross out, cross out.

She would never be able to enter such a copy in her lifetime. It was tiring just thinking about it.

Although the Queen Mother gave Jiang Zhuozhuo, her developmentally retarded and silly daughter, a territory on the surface, this territory was almost 180,000 miles away from the imperial capital hanging in the sky.

I guess the noble Queen doesn't want to admit that she gave birth to a stupid bird.

After all, her previous daughters were all so outstanding, so why did Jiang Zhuozhuo suddenly fail?
Jiang Zhuozhuo has been out of the shell for so long, Her Majesty the Queen cannot stuff her back into the egg. She can only throw her far away so that she doesn't have to look at her or get annoyed.

After Jiang Zhuozhuo came through, her spiritual consciousness was enough to support this body to transform into a human, but she still transformed into a bird from time to time, lazily lying on the windowsill to bask in the sun.

This is the winter sun. If you get less sun, you’ll feel like you’re missing out!
"Your Highness, can't you do something meaningful?"

Maine, a girl in a black and white maid uniform, pushed her glasses up and couldn't help but say something that she shouldn't have said.

Maine, a member of the owl tribe, is a top student at the Imperial City Maid Academy.

Don’t ask why there is such a thing as a maid academy. Jiang Zhuozhuo, who has been a socialist giant baby for 18 years, doesn’t know either.

According to her observation, Maine's position was more like that of a senior butler - the kind who was fluent in twenty-six languages, responsible for managing all the major and minor matters of the master's family, and occasionally had to show up and sigh: "The young master hasn't smiled like this in a long time."

Anyway, that’s pretty much the positioning.

Perhaps because of the Phoenix Clan's natural deterrent power, the royal family still has great power here, so even being a maid for the royal family is a very good way out for ordinary people.

When the princesses have their own territories, the status of the maids who were previously responsible for taking care of them will also rise, and they will become the lord's adjutants who have a say in the territory.

The reason why Maine was able to become Jiang Zhuozhuo's adjutant at such a young age was simply because everyone felt that there was no future in following Jiang Zhuozhuo. When she was initially selecting maids for him, few capable people were willing to apply.

Especially since the eighth princess who was extremely favored by the Queen was also selecting a maid with her, it attracted all the top candidates from the Maid Academy.

Even though Jiang Zhuozhuo was still in a "stupid bird" state with no spiritual awareness when she went to her own territory during these years, Maine still took care of her food and daily life diligently and worked tirelessly to handle various troublesome matters in the territory for her.

At least in the chaotic memory that Jiang Zhuozhuo received, Maine was the only person (bird) who was kind to her.

Hearing Maine coming to talk to him, Jiang Zhuozhuo sat up and listened seriously.

Jiang Zhuozhuo's bird shape is covered with fur, and when it stands up, the whole bird looks round and cute.

It was so comfortable to bask in the sun that she even slowed down in receiving information.

What did Maine say?

Can't you do something meaningful?
My brain, which hadn't been activated since the college entrance examination, began to function slowly...

Ding!
Capture the key words!

Do something meaningful!
Jiang Zhuozhuo flew up all of a sudden, spinning happily outside the sunny window and inviting: "Let's go to the dock to get some French fries?"

Maine: .

Even though Maine felt that his Highness was not much better than before, he still asked curiously, "Your Highness, what are French fries?"

Jiang Zhuozhuo's wings drooped, and she lay down dejectedly on the soft blanket on the windowsill that was specially prepared for her.

It was a nice little round bird, but it lay there motionless and dejected.

That’s right, there is no takeout here, no French fries and Coke, no mobile phones and computers. She came here before she finished playing the games she just bought during the summer sale. How miserable!
Maine watched helplessly as his own prince deflated like a deflated ball.

She wanted to laugh, but she had received professional maid training and couldn't laugh.

Maine dutifully gave Jiang Zhuozhuo advice: "If Your Highness wants to eat something called French fries, you can ask someone to try to make it for you."

This is what made Jiang Zhuozhuo depressed. She didn't recognize any of the ingredients here.

The vegetables, fruits and various meats that she was familiar with no longer existed, and she didn't know what to use to cook them if she wanted to ask someone to cook them.

And the skills of the chefs here... I don't know if it's because her territory is too remote to find any talented people, but the food tastes just so-so anyway.

Every meal was either a thick soup with all the ingredients thrown together, or large chunks of bloody grilled meat.

These meats are all obtained by jungle hunters from hunting in the forest. If they are roasted fully cooked, they will be tough and woody, so the kitchen usually roasts them half-cooked.

...What a dark dish that makes one lose hope in life.

With the food he had eaten these days as a comparison, Jiang Zhuozhuo felt that the three worst canteens in the school were now looking good. When you are young, you don't know how good school is. You will only realize how precious it is after you leave school!

Maine was right, she couldn't go on like this.

Get yourself some fries first!
Jiang Zhuozhuo said, "I'm going to go out for a walk. Meiyin, you go and do your own thing." She happily spread her wings and flew out with a "chirp".

It's so cool to be able to fly. Maine, who stayed where he was, said: "..."

I really want to say, this is all your business, Your Highness. None of the things I do every day are my own!

But seeing Jiang Zhuozhuo happily spinning and flying away, Maine couldn't help laughing again.

Many people did not understand her choice at the time and thought she could apply for a more promising job. Only Maine herself knew that she preferred her current life.

It can be a little hectic at times, but she handles it.

Life is fulfilling and the mood is relaxed, which will definitely allow you to live longer than those who are trying hard to climb up.

……

Jiang Zhuozhuo flew around his castle, inspecting the nest where he would settle down in the future.

The castle was quite large, with all kinds of facilities available. There was also a blue ribbon-like moat outside the castle. The water was so clear that Jiang Zhuozhuo could clearly see the fish swimming freely below, flicking their tails.

Fortunately, the fish here are not intelligent and can be eaten.

Even though they looked different from ordinary fish, Jiang Zhuozhuo still felt touched as if he were meeting a fellow villager, and decided to catch two of the fattest fish and grill them when he returned.

You’re welcome. This is what fellow villagers should do.

Next, we need to find some seasoning as a substitute.

Jiang Zhuozhuo circled in the air, transformed into a human form and landed on the dock.

There are no fries at the pier here, but there is a farmer's market near the pier that sells a variety of produce.

Jiang Zhuozhuo had not officially shown her face to the people of the territory since she transformed into a human. No one in the farmers' market knew her, so she relied on that youthful face... and many people offered her high prices for her stale vegetables.

Jiang Zhuozhuo: ?????

Are the vegetable markets in your other world also so excessive?

Oh, if you have the guts, come and make a ghost scale :)

Jiang Zhuozhuo is not a rookie who has never been to the vegetable market.

She was a left-behind child and depended on her grandmother for everything. Her grandmother had bad legs and feet, so she has been responsible for buying groceries since she was six years old (during that time she actively wanted to take over the responsibility of cooking, but her grandmother was afraid that she would get burned and never let her do it).

If her cooking skills are just average, then she is an expert at buying groceries. She can tell the weight of something just by weighing it!
These guys want to cheat her because she looks innocent and young. It's impossible!

Jiang Zhuozhuo used his stingy skills all the way, looking here and there but not buying anything.

When she saw something to taste, she would go over and take a couple of bites.

After walking around for such a long time, many vendors looked at her with strange eyes.

How could this girl have the nerve to not pay a penny after they greeted her so warmly for so long?
He's so young, yet so terrifying!
Jiang Zhuozhuo was not really stingy. She just considered that the pier was a bit far from the castle, and she flew here, so she couldn't fly back with a big bag of food in her mouth, right?

This must be exhausting!
She planned to go back and make a list and send someone out to purchase them, and she would just have to pick out the ingredients she wanted.

To Jiang Zhuozhuo's regret, she looked around but couldn't find a substitute for potatoes, but she did find a grain that was suitable for grinding into flour.

This thing doesn't grow on the ground, but on trees. The locals call it "scraping valley". I heard that a tree can produce a large piece of it weighing thousands of kilograms every year. However, the shell is relatively rough and the taste is not good, so no one likes to eat it.

It’s just that because it has a large yield and is easy to harvest, ordinary people have to rely on it to fill their stomachs.

Jiang Zhuozhuo picked up a few grains of "hanging grain", looked at them from left to right, and decided to name it... tree wheat.

Isn’t this wheat growing on trees!
Speaking of high-quality grains, there is some here, but the variety is very limited and the yield is very low, so only the nobles can eat it.

Jiang Zhuozhuo asked the boy who was selling barley: "How many of these do you have at home?"

The young man was delighted after hearing this.

The Guaizui Valley has never been sold at a high price, because after autumn, it is everywhere in the mountains and even in winter you can go into the mountains and dig through the snow to find it.

But they had nothing to sell, so they could only give it a try to see if anyone was interested in this Scraping Valley.

If someone is willing to buy it, maybe his mother can be saved!

Even though he noticed that Jiang Zhuozhuo had only looked but not bought anything, the ragged boy still answered nervously and seriously: "If you need it, I have a lot at home. I can carry as much as you want to your house."

Jiang Zhuozhuo glanced at his thin little body and felt that it was inhumane to enslave minors in this way.

She saw the boy's embarrassment and generously took out the first deposit she had given today.

A silver coin used on the continent.

Jiang Zhuozhuo stuffed the silver coin into the boy's hand and said with a smile: "Wait here first, I will send someone to go back with you to get this... Scrape Mouth Valley."

The boy was a little overwhelmed holding the silver coins, and said awkwardly: "Too much, this is a bit too much."

Jiang Zhuozhuo said, "It's okay. Just leave some more of the scrape-mouthed rice for me when you harvest it next time."

Seeing that it was getting late and still thinking about catching some fish to share with Maine, she waved goodbye to the boy and left.

Jiang Zhuozhuo walked away in style, but the farmer's market suddenly became lively. The vendors all gathered around the boy selling shaved rice and exclaimed:

"You are so lucky, you can even sell it for a silver coin in Scrape Mouth Valley!"
"That girl is not going to fall in love with you, is she? Looking closely, you are quite good-looking."
"Every time you make a move, it's silver coins. Who knows, it might be a young lady from a noble family who's out to play. You're going to be lucky..."

The boy became more shy after being talked into that way, and he obediently stood in front of his bag of rice, waiting for the people sent by Jiang Zhuozhuo to come.

Seeing his honest appearance, everyone felt bored after talking for a while and soon dispersed.

(End of this chapter)