She had originally thought that once today was over, she would be free of any involvement, but Edward Harris privately made it clear to her that if she dared to cut off his ginseng soup or meat, he could at any time concoct a bowl of the original ginseng soup to frame her. Since Lily Walker was the one at fault to begin with, and with a guilty conscience, she didn’t dare go against Edward Harris’s wishes. Perhaps from the very moment Edward Harris transmigrated, it was impossible for Lily Walker to ever turn the tables on him.

Grace Walker saw that the usually sharp-tongued and harsh Lily Walker was now as docile as a cat, and immediately went to the kitchen to fetch another bowl of Dongpo pork. She was completely at a loss, just staring dumbfounded as Edward Harris devoured the meat, forgetting that she still had food in her own mouth...

What on earth was going on today? Everything had completely overturned her previous understanding. At first, she thought Edward had finally gained the status he deserved, but after tasting the ginseng soup herself, she realized that wasn’t the case at all. And she had only stepped away for a moment, yet everything had been turned upside down. Was she seeing things?

“After eating and drinking my fill, if I could have a cup of fragrant tea, that would be perfect,” Edward Harris said, rubbing his slightly distended belly. He really had eaten a lot of meat today—just one piece of Dongpo pork was as much as a whole bowl, and he had eaten three pieces in a row to satisfy himself. Now his stomach felt a bit stuffed, and a cup of tea to aid digestion would be ideal.

“Your servant deserves to die, the tea will be ready at once.” Lily Walker hurriedly tidied up the dishes and quickly withdrew.

Grace Walker once again stared blankly at Lily Walker as she left. Was this really the Lily she had known for over ten years? She only ever acted so obedient in front of the young lady and the master; in front of herself, she was always bossy and overbearing. She never expected that today she would... Grace Walker was now completely unable to make sense of the situation.

“Edward, what on earth has happened?” Grace Walker finally snapped out of it and asked Edward Harris.

“Mother, don’t worry, everything will be fine,” Edward Harris said with a smile, comforting her. For Grace Walker, the less she knew, the more at ease she would feel.

Although Grace Walker didn’t know what had happened, there was one thing she could now be sure of: from now on, whatever her Edward wanted to eat, he would be able to have. As long as it was available in the Han household, Lily Walker, the head maid in charge of the kitchen, wouldn’t dare shortchange him!

Grace Walker was delighted, but Lily Walker was holding back a bellyful of anger. She couldn’t vent it in front of Grace Walker and Edward Harris, nor did she dare to.

“Brew two cups of tea right away,” Lily Walker said to the maid Emma who was working in the kitchen when she returned.

“Lily sister, who are the teas for?” Emma hurried over to ask. Even tea brewing had its hierarchy—not only were there differences in the quality of tea leaves, but even the teacups had their own ranks.

“The third young master!” Lily Walker replied irritably.

“The... the third young master? Lily sister, did you say that right?” Emma was not used to the title “third young master.” For a moment, she couldn’t even recall if there was such a person in the household, but after a brief pause, she immediately realized who it was. She quickly grabbed an ordinary teacup and put some leftover tea leaves in it.

“Use Longjing! And switch to Longquan teacups!” Lily Walker scolded when she saw that Emma was using the worst tea leaves and teaware.

“Lily sister, those are reserved for the master and madam...” Emma thought Lily Walker had made a mistake and quickly reminded her.

“I know. From now on, for the third young master, follow this procedure,” Lily Walker interrupted her.

Emma was secretly astonished. Since when did Lily Walker start speaking up for the third young master? Although she was puzzled, she didn’t dare say anything, and just quickly took out two Longquan teacups, put in the best Longjing tea, and poured in the freshly boiled water.

In his previous life, Edward Harris hadn’t liked drinking tea and basically couldn’t tell good tea from bad, but now, just seeing the teacup Lily Walker brought, he knew it was no ordinary item. The porcelain was bone-white, the glaze flawless and transparent, the surface luster soft, with a jade-like texture. Holding it in his hand, he gently lifted the lid, and a waft of fragrance greeted him.

“Good tea, good tea,” Edward Harris said, gently pushing aside the floating tea leaves and taking a small sip, feeling his mouth fill with fragrance.

“If the third young master likes it, I’ll have Emma prepare it for you at any time from now on,” Lily Walker said.

From the next day on, Lily Walker no longer dared to appear in front of Edward Harris, but she didn’t dare slack off in the slightest when it came to his treatment—everything had to be done according to Edward Harris’s requests. Unless his request was truly impossible, like chili peppers, which no one had ever heard of in this era and no one could provide. Even so, Lily Walker would have to carefully explain the reason to Edward Harris afterward...

Life was now comfortable, but new troubles soon followed for Edward Harris. Solving the problem of food and clothing was just the most basic aspect of life. As a modern person, he needed more than just material satisfaction—he also needed spiritual fulfillment. But in this era, there was no television, no newspapers, and certainly no internet. Passing the time was not so easy.

For the first time, Edward Harris felt that time passed so slowly. He had once begged Grace Walker to bring him a few books to relieve his boredom, which made Grace Walker so happy she was beside herself, but in the end, Grace Walker told him: there were none. The books in the study could only be taken out with the permission of Master Han Tuozhou.