Mrs. Quanfu wants to leave

Chapter 39 I want to go home (plus 3)

The mistress of Bailuyuan opened a small kitchen when she was pregnant, and she only came to get some fresh ingredients from the small kitchen every day, and Mr. Xiao Lang also had a share, and they didn't care about taking more ingredients and less.

Occasionally, the mistress asked them to buy something new for her if she wanted to eat, and they all came with money directly, or they bought it themselves and gave some to the big kitchen.

As for the Wanshuang Garden, the shares of the two young gentlemen are in it, and there is even a monthly balance.

They hardly come to refill the dishes. Occasionally, the young gentlemen will send someone to tell them what they want to eat. It is not a big deal to change the dishes.

The master of the mansion is a good waiter. Originally, the cousin girl didn't use the evening meal, so they cooked it. Such a big mansion, how could the big kitchen have nothing to eat.

It's just that the servants are spreading the word that the fall of the mistress was caused by the cousin, who wants to replace her.

A servant is a servant, not a blind person. I'm afraid the servants know better than the masters who the eldest lady is and what the cousin girl is like.

Most of the servants in the mansion came from the northwest, more or less members of the family were in the Northwest Army, or had been in the army, and they were not so much the sons of the family, but rather the supporters of the Shen family.

They were not afraid of what the cousin girl said about selling, and they didn't sign the contract of sale, even if they signed, no one was a dead contract.

Lin Qian waited for her sauced beef soup cake, walked around the big kitchen, and saw the dough that had already risen.

"Give me some dough and sesame seeds, and bring me a jar of clear oil. I'm going back to fry fried dough twist."

One was gathering firewood, the other was cutting the sauced beef, the two women ignored her, and the cook even avoided the back when Lin Qian came and continued chopping firewood.

Lin Qian had no choice but to slap a few more copper coins on the chopping board, which made the bottles and jars clank.

The woman who collected firewood wiped her hands and put the copper coins into the jar on the cabinet next to her.

"How much dough does the girl want, is this enough?"

Lin Qian glanced at it casually, "Enough, give more clear oil, the deep-fried twisted oil will be crispy."

The mother-in-law added two more tablespoons to the small amphora.

Lin Qian wanted to add more, but the jar was already full, so she had to give up.

When the soup cakes were ready and packed, Lin Qian didn't pick a thorn, let Hua Zhu take it, turned around and left.

The two women pouted when they met each other. It seemed that everyone felt the same way, and they finally sent him away.

When Lin Qian returned to Qinfang Pavilion, she asked Huazhu to go to the small kitchen of Shanfutang to get firewood and some charcoal.

"It's too late, we have to finish it quickly, it's better to get some fine pieces." Lin Qian also explained to Huazhu.

Although there is no fire in the small kitchen of Shanfutang, there is always a small stove in the pantry to boil water and decoction, and occasionally to heat up a sweet dessert soup.

So the small kitchen of Shanfutang is always piled with firewood and charcoal.

Qinfang Pavilion also needs hot water to make tea, but in the past, girls in front and outside were not allowed to use charcoal, but officials had charcoal.There is a charcoal case at home, which is nothing more than a common thing.

The firewood and charcoal used in Qinfangge on weekdays are all taken from Shanfutang, so Huazhu went to Shanfutang to say that he wanted to get some charcoal, but no one cared about it, so he opened the door of the small kitchen and let Huazhu himself Pick.

Huazhu also listened to Lin Qian's explanation and took some slender ones.

Lin Qian followed the concubine to the capital alone. In the yard, except for the rough woman who sweeps the girls, there are only two people, Huazhu and Huamei, to wait on her.

These two were not from the Shen family, but after she arrived in the capital, she picked them from the prostitute and sold them to death. She felt that only when the contract of sale was in her own hands could she handle the two of them.

Huazhu went to Shanfutang to get firewood, and Huamei was assigned by her to knead the dough again.

In the big kitchen, steamed steamed buns are used to make steamed buns without oil, and the noodles that can be fried with twists have to be kneaded with oil.

When the flour is not kneaded with the oil, it will be much more difficult to knead the oil when it is ready.

If there is less oil, it will not knead thoroughly; if there is too much oil, it will be slippery.If the force is too small, it won't knead well; if the force is too strong, it won't be crispy.

With a bowl of noodles, Zi Huamei rubbed her brow with sweat.

When Huazhu came back with firewood, Lin Qian changed her mind.

"Send the bowl to the big kitchen, come back and wait for me to wash up, now I'm full and I don't want to eat mahua."

One of the two maids went to the big kitchen to deliver bowls, and the other took someone to fetch hot water. Lin Qian got into the tea room of Qinfang Pavilion.

I am quite satisfied with the firewood that Huazhu brought back, they are all thin and long.

When the two girls came back, she was already waiting in the main room to wait for her to wash.

"You have been tired all day today, go to sleep, you don't need to be on duty at night."

Lin Qian washed up and sat on the Arhat's bed with a book of poems in her hand. She didn't intend to go to bed, but let the two girls go to sleep.

The two looked at each other and dared not move.

"Girl, let me twist your hair, it's not dry yet," Huamei said.

Huazhu also hurriedly followed, "Girl, let me rub your hands for you again."

Lin Qian waved her hand impatiently, "Go, go, don't bother me."

The two could only exit the room carefully, for fear that the noise would make Lin Qian unhappy.

Here Lin Qian sat alone under the lamp, not reading a single word of the poetry anthology in her hand.

The atmosphere over there between Shen Nanxun and Lu Fenghe was not very good either.

"Ninth Brother really doesn't plan to take the Chunwei exam?" Lu Fenghe asked.

Shen Nanxun nodded, "Now is indeed not a good time."

In his previous life, Lu Jiulang did not participate in this episode of Chunwei, but in the end the Lu family did not end well.

The grandfather saved the lives of the children of the Lu family by burning down the Heming Academy with a torch, but the Lu family is no longer the Lu family.

Lu Fenghe was a little excited, "Then when will be the right time, can you guarantee it will be good after another three years?"

Lu Fenghe even suspected that in his previous life, Brother Nine did not participate in Chunwei because Shen Nanxun was a hindrance.

Shen Nanxun comforted Lu Fenghe, "He Niang, don't get excited, just listen to me tell you slowly."

"What are you talking about, that your Shen family wants to avoid suspicion? You can't let people think that your generals are in collusion with civil officials?"

Lu Fenghe was so angry that he stood barefoot on the ground, "Do you want to avoid suspicion now? Even if my ninth brother doesn't take the exam for this semester, as long as Heming Academy is here, you will not be able to avoid suspicion."

Shen Nanxun quickly grabbed Lu Fenghe, "It's nothing, it's not to avoid suspicion, how could it be to avoid suspicion."

Lu Fenghe couldn't listen to it at all, and was so angry that he jumped.

"Sit down, sit down, put on your shoes, and be careful of cold feet."

Lu Fenghe pushed Shen Nanxun away, "It's so easy to avoid suspicion, you let me go home, and the Shen and Lu families have nothing to do with each other from now on."

This is stepping on Shen Nanxun's bottom line. With Shen Nanxun here, it doesn't matter if Lu Fenghe wants to make a fuss or not. It is absolutely impossible for him to go home.

Shen Nanxun gritted his teeth and pushed Lu Fenghe to sit on the Arhat bed, then half-kneeled to put on her shoes, then got up and bent over, pressing Lu Fenghe's shoulders with both hands.

"Lu Fenghe, listen to me, if you want to go home with Li, you'd better not even think about it."

It was the first time Shen Nanxun spoke to her in this tone, and Lu Fenghe felt that every word was a knife.

"If you want to go home, unless..."

　Received tips from two more babies, plus +2, a total of 8
　　Let's just say that this kind of behavior of giving rewards separately every day is probably just to cheat

　　
　
(End of this chapter)