Red apricots make spring

Chapter 31

The two confronted each other silently for a while, and suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the yard. Xiaohuan hurriedly wiped away her tears, took the scissors, and continued to cut the **** under cover. It was Zhao Yan who was surrounded by two maids, Yaqin and Shulan, so she had no choice but to salute her and say hello.

"Why is the girl invited Ann back today, and the flowers in the vase are not ready yet?" Yaqin glanced at Xiaohuan displeased, and suddenly found that her expression was wrong, and immediately raised her voice: "Are you crying? The girl hit you Still scolding you? Why are you crying so early in the morning? Bad luck!"

Xiaohuan lowered her head, speechless.

Seeing that Yaqin seemed unwilling to give up, Rourou quickly covered up for Xiaohuan: "She was tidying up the flowers and trees just now, but accidentally strangled a caterpillar to death, and she cried in fright. I'm here to persuade her."

"Let's go." Zhao Yan didn't care, brushed her skirt and walked into the house.

"Look at your guts!" Yaqin believed the gentle words and didn't care too much. She followed Zhao Yan for two steps, then turned her head and said, "After a while, wash your hands carefully and put flowers in the vase. Caterpillars ...It's disgusting to think about it!"

Seeing them walk away, she gently patted Xiaohuan on the shoulder and said: "Don't think about sad things, let's work first." After speaking, she also followed into the house to prepare tea and food for Zhao Yan.

Just as Wen Rou was putting preserved fruit snacks in the box, Xiao Huan came in with several sprigs of dragon's claw chrysanthemum. She carefully placed the flowers in the multicolored flower and bird pattern vase on the desk, and was about to replace them with ease. But before she stepped over the threshold, she heard Zhao Yan call her and said: "The flowers are blooming well today, you can send some to Mrs. Madam."

Xiaohuan agreed to leave, Zhao Yan continued: "Wait a minute, Ruhua, take some of the apricot honey cake you made yesterday, and ask Xiaohuan to bring some to Madam, she loves sweets."

Ruan didn't expect Zhao Yan to think of this, why not: "That cake has been out for a while, I didn't dare to make more, if I want it, I have to make it now."

"Then let Xiaohuan wait, and let her take it when you're done." Zhao Yan said, then turned her head and asked Shulan to take out her piano, ignoring the two of them.

Rourou and Xiaohuan agreed, and walked out of the house together, the two looked at each other for a while, and both smiled softly.Rourou walked to the tea room before saying: "It's all my fault. It's okay to make trouble for yourself, what kind of cake!" Speaking of it, her current conditions are simple, there is no oven, and the cake can only be made by steaming. There are differences, but the general taste is still the same, but the cream here is not easy to make, so she can only add some other ingredients to the cake, which is better than nothing.

Seeing her complaining and being busy at the same time, Xiaohuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Actually, sister, I really envy you."

"Envy me?" What's there to envy, sighed softly, aren't they all suffering the same way!
"You can cook a lot of food. My mother can't do it, and I haven't seen anyone else do it." Xiaohuan found a bench and sat down, resting her chin and said thoughtfully: "If you are a man Alright, the restaurant outside is vying for you. I heard that those skilled cooks are not allowed to watch their dishes. What a rare thing it is to meet the dishes."

"Huh?" Hearing what she said, Rourou seemed to have a vague thought of something in her mind, but when she thought about it, she couldn't think of a reason, so she stopped the hand that was sending the egg whites and stood there Get up.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Seeing her in a daze, Xiaohuan stretched out her hand in surprise and gave her a slight nudge.

Wenrou came back to her senses, and hurriedly urged her: "Say what you said just now again."

"What? Just say you're a man?"

"No, not this one, but the next paragraph."

Xiaohuan recounted the whole passage again in bewilderment, and saw Rourou standing there listening carefully, suddenly jumped up, patted her shoulder vigorously and cheered: "I thought of it! I thought of it! "

Seeing this, Xiaohuan quickly made a silent gesture to her, rubbed her painful shoulder with a bitter face, and said, "What did you think of? You scared me!"

"I-think-found-a-method-to-make-money-" Gentlely lowered her voice, and squeezed out words one by one from between her teeth.

Seeing her speak so mysteriously, Xiaohuan was aroused curiosity, leaned forward, leaned in and asked, "What method?"

"Sell-food-order-" the gentle voice was lower, but the words were still slowly popping out from his mouth.

"Food order?" Xiaohuan straightened up, frowned and said, "Is anyone buying it? Besides, we can't leave the house!"

"Hey, don't pour cold water on me!" Gentle nudged Xiaohuan, and said dejectedly: "If as you said just now, it is rare to know a few dishes that ordinary people don't know, then my menu will definitely sell We have to go out, it's just... we really can't get out of the mansion..."

"That's right!" Xiaohuan curled her lips helplessly and said, "If you know how to write, you can ask someone to sell it. If it's passed on by word of mouth, if you forget what ingredients or seasonings you have, the taste will be much worse!"

"Writing!" Wenrou was excited again, blinking her eyes vigorously and said: "I can do this!" But just after she finished speaking, she remembered that she could only write simplified Chinese characters, and no one here probably could understand them, not to mention what a brush is. what!That's old fashioned!At least she, an intellectual woman in the new era, can't write with a brush!Besides, since she learned how to use a computer, she seldom writes even words, and sometimes she can't even understand the scrawled "warm characters", so don't expect any genius here to recognize them.Seriously, she is actually almost illiterate.

On the other hand, Xiaohuan, when she first heard that Rourou can write, her eyes widened almost as wide as Zhang Fei's, her mouth was wide open, and she said, "Really?"

"Fake..." Rourou said with a bitter face: "I'm coaxing you, I won't."

"I'll just say it!" Xiaohuan stretched out her index finger in a grown-up voice, raised her toes slightly, and pushed heavily on Gentle's forehead: "How can people of our status know how to write! It's not bad if you can recognize your own name." Already!"

"Alas—" Rourou let out a long sigh, empty-handedly rejoicing!She picked up the bowl again and went on beating the egg whites.But after all, I didn't give up, and I was still thinking, should I wait for Ruhua's mother to come back to get the money, and make her recite the food list desperately, and then go out to sell it?

Do not!no!

Soon she denied this idea. Ruhua's mother seemed timid. Even if she could memorize the food list, she probably wouldn't be able to sell it. Maybe she would be coaxed and threatened by some unscrupulous restaurant shopkeepers. , she sold the food list for three cents worth nothing!This will not work!She is now pointing to these food lists in her mind and rushing towards a new life of prosperity and well-off!What's more, the monthly money was paid the day before yesterday, and it was calculated according to the previous month. At that time, she was a rough servant girl, and she only got one hundred coins. She bought some necessities and spent thirty coins. Adding up the money, the total is only 120 five Wen, which is not enough for the Wen family to eat for three days. When Ruhua's mother slowly memorizes the food list, and then slowly sells the food list, it is estimated that there will be three more Wen Gang. She starved to death!
(End of this chapter)