Chapter 140 You Only Know How to Use My Mother to Pressure Me
Little Abu tilted his head and looked at her: "Sister, then what does this have to do with Zhenjun porridge?"
Wen Zhenyi rubbed his head and continued, "In summer, the apricot trees produce a large number of apricots, piled up like small mountains, attracting many people to buy apricots. In order to avoid the trouble of receiving people, Dong Feng built a warehouse in the forest to store the apricots."
"He implemented a self-help model, exchanging a bag of grain for a bag of apricots. These apricots gave him a lot of grain, which he later used to help the extremely poor or those who were unfortunately affected by famine."
Benben looked at the apricot porridge in the bowl and said, "Sister, he is such a good person."
"Yes. Because he was both a doctor and a great philanthropist, after his death, people preferred to believe that he had temporarily left the human world and gone to heaven to become an immortal, continuing to work for the benefit of mankind. Therefore, they respectfully called him "Dong Zhenjun." This Zhenjun porridge also comes from this."
"It lives up to its reputation." Wen Chengwen finished the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl.
Ma Yinghe looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Yiyi, when are you going to Cheng Mansion?"
"Today's meal is simple. You don't need to go so early. Just go after lunch. You don't have to cook lunch. I'll make it over there and bring it back."
"Will this be too much trouble?"
"No, it's the same whether I do one or two."
In the morning, the shop only sold Zhenjun porridge. Although the food was simple, everyone heard the origin of the porridge and found this breakfast very interesting.
Wen Zhenyi prepared to go to Cheng Mansion as soon as he finished his meal: "Brother Shen, I'm going to Cheng Mansion and will be back in the afternoon."
"Okay, I won't go with you. I'm keeping accounts in the store."
"When I come back, I'll tell you a way to keep accounts." After Wen Zhenyi finished speaking, he put a lot of popsicles in a lunch box and prepared to take them to Cheng's house.
Today I also made watermelon, mung beans, glutinous rice, etc., plus the popsicles I made yesterday, there are quite a few of them.
Mr. Cheng and Cheng Lesheng did not go out today. They were both dressed very simply, and the servants in the mansion also chose to wear colorful clothes.
Wen Zhenyi also knew what day it was, and chose a dark suit to wear: "Master Cheng, I brought you something."
Master Cheng looked at the clothes she was wearing and his smile became more sincere: "What did you bring?"
Wen Zhenyi opened the lunch box and took out the ice popsicles that were steaming coldly. "I made some popsicles. They're great for cooling off in the summer."
"Oh, this is strange." Mr. Cheng looked at the bamboo tubes in the food box curiously.
Cheng Lesheng picked up a bamboo tube and looked it up and down: "How do I eat this?"
Wen Zhenyi pointed to the bamboo stick outside the bamboo tube and said, "It should be a little melted now. Just twist it gently and it will come out."
Cheng Lesheng followed her instructions and took the popsicle out of the bamboo tube: "Is this rice?"
Wen Zhenyi took a look at the popsicle in his hand: "This is made of glutinous rice. It tastes good and is a bit soft and sticky."
"Let me try it." Cheng Lesheng took a small bite and said, "Huh! It's really delicious, soft and sticky, and has the aroma of glutinous rice."
Mr. Cheng also took one. His was the mung bean one. “It tastes crunchy and a little soft.”
Wen Zhen shuddered when he saw him. "This is for mung beans. I remember you built an ice cellar here. The remaining ones can be stored in the ice cellar. Whenever you want to eat them, just take them out and eat them."
“This is good, it can be preserved.”
"With ice, many things are easier to preserve."
"Miss Wen, if you are not in a hurry, sit down and rest for a while." Master Cheng ate the popsicle in his hand and asked the servants to put the other popsicles in the lunch box into the ice cellar.
Wen Zhen saw that it was still early, so he was not in a hurry to go to the kitchen. He just sat on a stool nearby to rest for a while.
Cheng Lesheng sat on the stool opposite her: "Uncle Cheng said you want to take on a banquet."
Wen Zhenyi looked up at Cheng Lesheng and said, "Yes, I'm short of money."
"Your shop is so profitable, why are you still short of money?"
"No matter how much money my shop makes, I won't be able to produce the amount I need in a short time."
"How much do you need? I'll lend it to you."
Wen Zhenyi raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Borrow money without paying it back?"
"If it's not much, it doesn't matter if I don't return it."
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at Master Cheng: "If you don't care, this guy will ruin your family business sooner or later."
Master Cheng was also very disappointed: "If that time comes, I hope you will consider our friendship today and help him a little, so that he won't starve to death on the streets."
Cheng Lesheng's mouth twitched: "Dad, what are you talking about?"
Master Cheng looked at him with disdain. "Am I wrong? You only know how to stir up trouble all day long. You don't make progress in your studies, and you don't manage your business. I'm really afraid that when I die one day, the family fortune I leave you won't be enough for you to spend. I won't know how to explain it to your mother then."
Cheng Lesheng pursed his lips and muttered quietly, "You only know how to use my mother to pressure me."
Master Cheng was so angry that he rolled his eyes. He was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned to look at Wen Zhenyi and said, "The Lotus Garden is going to hold a flower viewing party soon. They need cakes and snacks. If you can make them, I can recommend you something."
Wen Zhenyi became interested when he heard this: "I wonder what kind of food you need?"
Master Cheng took another bite of the popsicle: "Isn't this something you're good at? As long as you offer it, I'm afraid no one will refuse it."
Wen Zhenyi lowered her head and thought for a while. Making snacks was easy, but she had to go back and ask someone to build her an oven so that she could try more things.
"Master Cheng, is there any news about milk?"
"If you want a small amount, I can still find it for you. As for the cow you mentioned, I've asked a friend to help find out. I'll let you know when I have any news."
"Thank you for your help." Wen Zhen saw that it was getting late and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it first."
"Okay, I've already bought everything you asked for and put it in the kitchen."
Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded, then stood up and went to check the kitchen.
"Miss Wen, wait for me." Cheng Lesheng was afraid that his father would scold him again, so he simply ran away with Wen Zhenyi.
Wen Zhenyi looked at Cheng Lesheng: "Are you going to help in the kitchen?"
"Yes, I also want to do something for my mother."
Wen Zhenyi looked at him with a smile on his face: "You said so, don't cry later."
"How could a man cry?" Cheng Lesheng raised his head, biting his popsicle and walked towards the kitchen.
Wen Zhenyi looked at his back and shook his head: "You really have a childish temper."
The steward and the cook in the kitchen were all strangers to her. When they saw her coming, they all greeted her and said, "Miss Wen."
"I haven't seen the steward and the cooks for a while, but everything is fine."
"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."
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Little knowledge: Zhenjun porridge is recorded in "Shan Jia Qing Gong" - Southern Song Dynasty. Lin Hong
Almond porridge uses the sweet almond inside the apricot kernel. This therapeutic porridge, included in many pharmacopoeias, is said to relieve asthma and coughs and lubricate the intestines.
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