Rather be a concubine

Chapter 17
Bo Yuqiao saw Zhao Yueru's delicate face without any hint of a joke, and knew that those delicious meals had left her, so she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The food in this dry country is not far from the food in ancient China. After all, the current customs are also very similar to ancient China, which makes Bo Yuqiao adapt better.

From Bo Yuqiao's point of view, the current dry state is similar to the Ming and Qing dynasties in history, with many fine and rare things preserved.

But Bo Yuqiao was very relieved, although she didn't get the memory of her original body, but because of the previous bump on the head, Zhao Yueru just thought she had lost her memory and didn't doubt her identity.Moreover, the language of Qianguo is no different from classical Chinese, this is really a great fortune for Bo Yuqiao.

"That's it."

Zhao Yueru couldn't help laughing out of Bao Yuqiao's downcast eyes pretending to be sad, and her pitiful little appearance, she pointed her finger at Miss Qiao's forehead, and said immediately.

"Sister Qiao, you are almost in good health now, you can't be idle anymore, and cook with me tomorrow!"

"Cooking?"

Bo Yuqiao was a little stunned at the moment. From her point of view, the Bo family was considered a wealthy family. Although she was not born a delicate and noble person, she was considered a rich man. Why did she still need to learn cooking?Zhao Yueru practiced cooking because her family opened a tavern, and under the influence of her ears and eyes, she became a good cook, so why did she learn cooking by herself?Shouldn't we put our minds on the female workers of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

"See what you look like?"

Zhao Yueru raised her pale jade finger, poked Bo Yuqiao's little face again, and then said.

"Cooking is a skill that a noble girl must learn. Although my aunt doesn't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she can still master these two things, and you don't have to worry about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In a few days, the second lady will be there I will invite a female gentleman into the mansion to personally teach you sisters a few."

Hearing this, Bo Yuqiao came to a sudden realization. In the past, she thought that the little lady of the Zhongming Dingshi Family didn't need to do these complicated and rough jobs, but now it seems that cooking and embroidery are the most important things. In the future, When choosing a husband's family, they also have to investigate.

"Joe knows."

Bo Yuqiao's heart sank, she originally thought that being a concubine would be the most unfavorable thing, but she never thought that in ancient times, women's lives were even more difficult, and the honor and disgrace of their entire lives were placed on the husband's family.

Even if he is an outstanding person, like layman Yi An, compared to the world, he is nothing more than a bouquet of splashes.Looking at my aunt again, she is obviously a very good woman, but she was born and confined in the small courtyard of Qiongzhi Pavilion. It has been a month since Bo Yuqiao traveled here, but she has never seen her father's face, so it can be seen , this day is really like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not.

Thinking of this, Bo Yuqiao clenched her small fists hidden under her sleeves embroidered with emerald green vines.But Zhao Yueru didn't notice Bo Yuqiao's gloomy complexion, and left after a few more instructions.

Bo Yuqiao bit her white teeth like rice grains, without saying a word, she just lay down on the imperial concubine's couch, not knowing what to do.She hasn't figured out the situation of the Bo mansion at the moment, but one thing is very clear, Mrs. Lan is not a good person, she still needs to be careful, so as not to know it.

(End of this chapter)